Post by Hawkstar on Apr 8, 2008 20:47:10 GMT -5
Name: Sugarkit
Age: 2 moons
Gender: Female
Clan: Emberclan
Rank: Kit
Description: Sugarkit is a fairly normal size for her age, though her legs are slightly longer than most. Sugarkit's fur is a cross between her mother's and her father's, light ginger with tabby markings. Her eyes are amber, like her father's, and still stand out in a small face that has not yet grown into proportion with them. White fur around her right front paw marks the only change in her tabby pattern, and even it doesn't stand out much against the light red-brown of her mid-length coat.
Personality: Despite her name, there's nothing especially sweet that stands out about Sugarkit. Curious about everything, she is nonetheless cautious in investigating anything unknown, sometimes to the point of ridiculousness. (Perhaps because her sister's knack for running into things has made her paranoid.) She's already developing a deep sense of loyalty to her friends and to her family, and cares about them greatly. Sugarkit sees it as her personal responsibilty to keep them from getting hurt, and frequently finds herself torn between the desire to protect them and the urge to hide behind them.
History: Sugarkit was born to Suketsu and Cinnamonstreak of Emberclan, along with her brother Shardkit and sister Spicekit.
RP Sample: Sugarkit poked her head nervously out of the nursery, trying to bring her nose closer to the scent she'd caught from inside without removing herself from the safety of the brambles. "Is it safe?" she meowed softly. No one outside responded, and Sugarkit sighed as she withdrew from the entrance. They were probably halfway across the clearing, she knew. "Why can't they just stay here with me?" she muttered, padding reluctantly to the entrance.
A quick scan of the clearing revealed none of her usual playmates. Sugarkit hoped they hadn't gone off on some crazy plan again, and found a small part of herself wishing she'd gone with them, even if they were getting in trouble. At least if she was with them, she'd know if they were okay. Very, very reluctantly, the ginger tabby stepped through the entrance, resisting the urge to wince at the sun's bright light. The scent she'd noticed was there. Sugarkit knew that big cats were supposed to be able to follow scents, but this one didn't seem to go anywhere to her. She sniffed deeply, wondering how exactly they did it. It was even hard to isolate it from the others, she couldn't even imagine following it. But it was interesting, and wherever there was something interesting...well, that was where she knew she'd find her friends. Looking around cautiously one more time, Sugarkit picked a direction and started walking, pretending that she knew where she was headed.
Password: Morning
Age: 2 moons
Gender: Female
Clan: Emberclan
Rank: Kit
Description: Sugarkit is a fairly normal size for her age, though her legs are slightly longer than most. Sugarkit's fur is a cross between her mother's and her father's, light ginger with tabby markings. Her eyes are amber, like her father's, and still stand out in a small face that has not yet grown into proportion with them. White fur around her right front paw marks the only change in her tabby pattern, and even it doesn't stand out much against the light red-brown of her mid-length coat.
Personality: Despite her name, there's nothing especially sweet that stands out about Sugarkit. Curious about everything, she is nonetheless cautious in investigating anything unknown, sometimes to the point of ridiculousness. (Perhaps because her sister's knack for running into things has made her paranoid.) She's already developing a deep sense of loyalty to her friends and to her family, and cares about them greatly. Sugarkit sees it as her personal responsibilty to keep them from getting hurt, and frequently finds herself torn between the desire to protect them and the urge to hide behind them.
History: Sugarkit was born to Suketsu and Cinnamonstreak of Emberclan, along with her brother Shardkit and sister Spicekit.
RP Sample: Sugarkit poked her head nervously out of the nursery, trying to bring her nose closer to the scent she'd caught from inside without removing herself from the safety of the brambles. "Is it safe?" she meowed softly. No one outside responded, and Sugarkit sighed as she withdrew from the entrance. They were probably halfway across the clearing, she knew. "Why can't they just stay here with me?" she muttered, padding reluctantly to the entrance.
A quick scan of the clearing revealed none of her usual playmates. Sugarkit hoped they hadn't gone off on some crazy plan again, and found a small part of herself wishing she'd gone with them, even if they were getting in trouble. At least if she was with them, she'd know if they were okay. Very, very reluctantly, the ginger tabby stepped through the entrance, resisting the urge to wince at the sun's bright light. The scent she'd noticed was there. Sugarkit knew that big cats were supposed to be able to follow scents, but this one didn't seem to go anywhere to her. She sniffed deeply, wondering how exactly they did it. It was even hard to isolate it from the others, she couldn't even imagine following it. But it was interesting, and wherever there was something interesting...well, that was where she knew she'd find her friends. Looking around cautiously one more time, Sugarkit picked a direction and started walking, pretending that she knew where she was headed.
Password: Morning