Post by kura on Mar 21, 2008 22:09:39 GMT -5
Name: Scarheart
Clan: ForestClan
Rank:New Warrior
Age: 12 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Description: Scarheart is a black and amber tabby with distinct markings on her fore-head. Each of her little paws are dipped in white and her tail is long and has semi-long hair that bushes neatly to the end. Her eyes are brilliant bright green with tinges of yellow in the center. Her chest is white and it stretches all the way down to her belly and out to the inside of her legs. Her ears are normal size with small tips of black. Scarheart's muscles aren't visible until she is in battle or using stealth to catch her prey.
Personality: She doesn't think she is all that. She only thinks highly of herself in battle using her brains and stealth to give her self courage. She has a bold personality about her and she believes highly in her spirit. She loves Kits and will do anything to save her clan members when in need. During battle she plans out and calculates her attacks but when things go wrong in battle she looks toward her speed for help. Scarheart often tortures her opponents until they run or give up and never return. She has an intimidating aura about her but is one of the most loving warriors in the clan.
History: Kit (kittypet life) she was born as a kit into a kittypet life but was abandoned by the twolegs that looked after her. She took off into the forest and had run into forestclan patrol when Scarheart was running far into he forestclan territory, terrified of why the twolegs left her. The clan took her in and trained her to be an an apprentice for the clan.
Apprentice:Lived as an apprentice in the forest clan and
preformed highly to the warriors, as she hoped to be promoted early. It took several moons for her to finally win over the training she needed to become a warrior until, the enemy clan attacked ruthlessly in search of food. She fought and was injured in the battle but never gave up. The opponents always told her your too small young apprentice but scarheart always came to thought and spoke to them it is not the size of the the cat its the size of the cat within and finished of her foe in fury winning over the battle, as she sent the cat was scurrying back to its home territory. She was then named a warrior at 12 moons
Warrior: nothing has come of her yet, for no new errands had needed to be run except for she was ruthlessly exited that she was now a warrior.
IC: Scarheart saw the pool, she was tiptoeing to the small puddle of fresh rain water, and lapped up a few mouthfuls. She slowly sat and started to groom herself when she heard a scuttle in the grass she thoughtfresh kill well as i am out exploring i should bring some back for the clan. It was a mouse. She could smell its musky forest fur and it tiny heart beating a million times a minuet. Scarheart slowed into a crouch her quiet steps couldn't even be heard by the best of hearing, until crunch. she heard a crunch and the tiny mouse took off she had stepped of a drying leaf, she bolted after the creature. After some chase she gave up. Looking up panting hard she saw a nest in a shallow tree. It looked empty so she unsheathed her claws and stuck them into the tree. With a swift manner she bolted up the tree. Inside the nest were tiny newborn sparrows with feathers but not able to fend or fly on their own. "Yes easy kill" she purred in whisper to her self and pounced, She frightened the birds into shock and they died, but shortly after the kill the mother reported back to feed, shocked as she was, the mother sparrow wasn't going to give up without a fight. The mother sparrow dive-bombed scarheart but at the right time and calculations scarheart took the bird in the air and it sent her and the sparrow plummeting to the earth. Scarheart made a death blow to the neck to end it quick. She climbed swiftly to the top of the tree to retrieve the young sparrows and made off with her kill hoping the elder warriors and hawkstar would be proud of five easy kills.
Rules Password:Morning!
Clan: ForestClan
Rank:New Warrior
Age: 12 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Description: Scarheart is a black and amber tabby with distinct markings on her fore-head. Each of her little paws are dipped in white and her tail is long and has semi-long hair that bushes neatly to the end. Her eyes are brilliant bright green with tinges of yellow in the center. Her chest is white and it stretches all the way down to her belly and out to the inside of her legs. Her ears are normal size with small tips of black. Scarheart's muscles aren't visible until she is in battle or using stealth to catch her prey.
Personality: She doesn't think she is all that. She only thinks highly of herself in battle using her brains and stealth to give her self courage. She has a bold personality about her and she believes highly in her spirit. She loves Kits and will do anything to save her clan members when in need. During battle she plans out and calculates her attacks but when things go wrong in battle she looks toward her speed for help. Scarheart often tortures her opponents until they run or give up and never return. She has an intimidating aura about her but is one of the most loving warriors in the clan.
History: Kit (kittypet life) she was born as a kit into a kittypet life but was abandoned by the twolegs that looked after her. She took off into the forest and had run into forestclan patrol when Scarheart was running far into he forestclan territory, terrified of why the twolegs left her. The clan took her in and trained her to be an an apprentice for the clan.
Apprentice:Lived as an apprentice in the forest clan and
preformed highly to the warriors, as she hoped to be promoted early. It took several moons for her to finally win over the training she needed to become a warrior until, the enemy clan attacked ruthlessly in search of food. She fought and was injured in the battle but never gave up. The opponents always told her your too small young apprentice but scarheart always came to thought and spoke to them it is not the size of the the cat its the size of the cat within and finished of her foe in fury winning over the battle, as she sent the cat was scurrying back to its home territory. She was then named a warrior at 12 moons
Warrior: nothing has come of her yet, for no new errands had needed to be run except for she was ruthlessly exited that she was now a warrior.
IC: Scarheart saw the pool, she was tiptoeing to the small puddle of fresh rain water, and lapped up a few mouthfuls. She slowly sat and started to groom herself when she heard a scuttle in the grass she thoughtfresh kill well as i am out exploring i should bring some back for the clan. It was a mouse. She could smell its musky forest fur and it tiny heart beating a million times a minuet. Scarheart slowed into a crouch her quiet steps couldn't even be heard by the best of hearing, until crunch. she heard a crunch and the tiny mouse took off she had stepped of a drying leaf, she bolted after the creature. After some chase she gave up. Looking up panting hard she saw a nest in a shallow tree. It looked empty so she unsheathed her claws and stuck them into the tree. With a swift manner she bolted up the tree. Inside the nest were tiny newborn sparrows with feathers but not able to fend or fly on their own. "Yes easy kill" she purred in whisper to her self and pounced, She frightened the birds into shock and they died, but shortly after the kill the mother reported back to feed, shocked as she was, the mother sparrow wasn't going to give up without a fight. The mother sparrow dive-bombed scarheart but at the right time and calculations scarheart took the bird in the air and it sent her and the sparrow plummeting to the earth. Scarheart made a death blow to the neck to end it quick. She climbed swiftly to the top of the tree to retrieve the young sparrows and made off with her kill hoping the elder warriors and hawkstar would be proud of five easy kills.
Rules Password:Morning!
