Post by coolcat101 on Sept 1, 2008 23:05:13 GMT -5
Name:(EDITED) Dawnpaw (future Dawnwhisper)
Clan: EmberClan
Rank:Apprentice
Age: 8 moons (has been training for 2 moons)
Gender: She-cat
Description: (EDITED) A sleek jet black she-cat with a small yet powerful build. She has a short yet soft black pelt that she constantly cleans with her shockingly pink tongue. Her tail usually raises skyward and is an average length. Her claws are crystal clear and unusually long for a cat. Her eyes are fiery reddish dark brown flecked lightly with gold. They glisten threateningly when angry. She has a thick reddish scar embedded on the inner part of her hind leg. Its quite gruesome looking (thank goodness its not to visible!) and gives her a tougher time in both apprentice training and just simply running or walking around (it can give her a slight limp). Her fur isn't long but it isn't short either, its between stages leaning slightly over to short. When the moon is out, some slightly bluish tinted fur is clearly shown and more visible than in the day. She's quite a lovely she-cat but toms never look at her that way (usually).
Personality:(EDITED) She's a brave,outgoing and headstrong cat. She always believes in herself and never doubts anything she does, regardless of what other cats have to say about her heritage(see history). She has a sharp tongue and always speaks her mind. Even with her smart mouth comments and constant criticism, she can make friends easily. Something about her presence makes cats feel pleasurable. She is always willing to take on a dare layed out by anyone no matter the risk. She's been caught doing the stupidest and most dangerous things just to prove she's brave enough(this is what cost her the scar) . Yet, when asked by her leader, mentor, or anyone in higher ranking she'd listen fervently never questioning and doing exactly what she's told (mostly). She wants to be the best warrior EmberClan has ever known. She has a very gracious soft spot for her friends, she protects them even with the cost of her life. She wouldn't be herself without friends to dare her or play fight with, she's a people person(or in this case cat person). She can be quite clumsy from her scar, making challenges even more difficult for her. Never question her loyalty to the clan... you'll be out cold in a powerful swipe.
History:(EDITED) Dawnpaw was born into the clan by (won't be them, they won't have any part to this website) her mother, Nightflower, and father Echosong. She's a descendant of a leader of a band of rogues large enough to be considered a tribe or clan. He battled in a heart-stopping event to try and take over the forest. During this he was killed by the cats of ShoreClan, ForestClan, EmberClan, and StormClan. This sent his followers into hiding. Her great grandmother had run away after he died and joined EmberClan in hopes of a new life. Since then cat's have found it hard to trust her heritage. She constantly tries to prove herself to them. As a kit, Dawnpaw had been placed on a dare to catch a very large snake near a cave in the dead of night. Of course she accepted while her litter mates watched, snickering and giggling. She had a small tussle with the snake, but she killed it with a sharp force of her fangs. The kits cheered then gasped as a badger emerged from the den snarling and hissing in utter disbelief and furiousness. It loped to Dawnpaw and slashed down hard with its needle-sharp claws slicing her flesh to the bone. She yowled in pain and fell out cold. The medicine cat had thought she wouldn't survive, her little heart was beating at such a extent... yet the tiny thing made it bringing the pain of her foolishness along with her forever.
IC: Dawnpaw softly padded through the eerie haze of twilight. Opening her mouth to scent prey as she went. Crickets chirped within the reeds surrounding her. Whispers of the breezes followed through her night colored pelt as she continued on. Finally scenting what she had been looking for she began to descend into a hunter's crouch. Slowly stalking to a blackberry bush, she stopped and extended her dagger-like claws. There among the brush squeaked a field mouse nibbling a chunk of blackberry. Dawnpaw pounced not realizing where the push had sent her. The mouse scampered away as Dawnpaw shook herself free of the tangled blackberry bush roots. She shook the lush green leaves from her pelt harshly in anger and hissed into the night.
Rules Password: Muffins
A Note: My second cat (if i can create him) will be a tom. I was also wondering if we could ever post pictures of our cats.
Clan: EmberClan
Rank:Apprentice
Age: 8 moons (has been training for 2 moons)
Gender: She-cat
Description: (EDITED) A sleek jet black she-cat with a small yet powerful build. She has a short yet soft black pelt that she constantly cleans with her shockingly pink tongue. Her tail usually raises skyward and is an average length. Her claws are crystal clear and unusually long for a cat. Her eyes are fiery reddish dark brown flecked lightly with gold. They glisten threateningly when angry. She has a thick reddish scar embedded on the inner part of her hind leg. Its quite gruesome looking (thank goodness its not to visible!) and gives her a tougher time in both apprentice training and just simply running or walking around (it can give her a slight limp). Her fur isn't long but it isn't short either, its between stages leaning slightly over to short. When the moon is out, some slightly bluish tinted fur is clearly shown and more visible than in the day. She's quite a lovely she-cat but toms never look at her that way (usually).
Personality:(EDITED) She's a brave,outgoing and headstrong cat. She always believes in herself and never doubts anything she does, regardless of what other cats have to say about her heritage(see history). She has a sharp tongue and always speaks her mind. Even with her smart mouth comments and constant criticism, she can make friends easily. Something about her presence makes cats feel pleasurable. She is always willing to take on a dare layed out by anyone no matter the risk. She's been caught doing the stupidest and most dangerous things just to prove she's brave enough(this is what cost her the scar) . Yet, when asked by her leader, mentor, or anyone in higher ranking she'd listen fervently never questioning and doing exactly what she's told (mostly). She wants to be the best warrior EmberClan has ever known. She has a very gracious soft spot for her friends, she protects them even with the cost of her life. She wouldn't be herself without friends to dare her or play fight with, she's a people person(or in this case cat person). She can be quite clumsy from her scar, making challenges even more difficult for her. Never question her loyalty to the clan... you'll be out cold in a powerful swipe.
History:(EDITED) Dawnpaw was born into the clan by (won't be them, they won't have any part to this website) her mother, Nightflower, and father Echosong. She's a descendant of a leader of a band of rogues large enough to be considered a tribe or clan. He battled in a heart-stopping event to try and take over the forest. During this he was killed by the cats of ShoreClan, ForestClan, EmberClan, and StormClan. This sent his followers into hiding. Her great grandmother had run away after he died and joined EmberClan in hopes of a new life. Since then cat's have found it hard to trust her heritage. She constantly tries to prove herself to them. As a kit, Dawnpaw had been placed on a dare to catch a very large snake near a cave in the dead of night. Of course she accepted while her litter mates watched, snickering and giggling. She had a small tussle with the snake, but she killed it with a sharp force of her fangs. The kits cheered then gasped as a badger emerged from the den snarling and hissing in utter disbelief and furiousness. It loped to Dawnpaw and slashed down hard with its needle-sharp claws slicing her flesh to the bone. She yowled in pain and fell out cold. The medicine cat had thought she wouldn't survive, her little heart was beating at such a extent... yet the tiny thing made it bringing the pain of her foolishness along with her forever.
IC: Dawnpaw softly padded through the eerie haze of twilight. Opening her mouth to scent prey as she went. Crickets chirped within the reeds surrounding her. Whispers of the breezes followed through her night colored pelt as she continued on. Finally scenting what she had been looking for she began to descend into a hunter's crouch. Slowly stalking to a blackberry bush, she stopped and extended her dagger-like claws. There among the brush squeaked a field mouse nibbling a chunk of blackberry. Dawnpaw pounced not realizing where the push had sent her. The mouse scampered away as Dawnpaw shook herself free of the tangled blackberry bush roots. She shook the lush green leaves from her pelt harshly in anger and hissed into the night.
Rules Password: Muffins
A Note: My second cat (if i can create him) will be a tom. I was also wondering if we could ever post pictures of our cats.
