Post by Shady Lady. on Sept 9, 2008 6:59:04 GMT -5
Name: Moonpaw
Clan: StormClan,
Rank: Apprentice
Age: 7 moons
Gender: She-cat
Description:Moonpaw is a sleek and lithe mostly black cat. She has no markings except for a small white patch of fur on her chest and throat. She is very petite and skinny in a good way. Her tail is very long and thin and her paws are dainty and small. She has round,bright yellow eyes, like the moon.
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Personality: Moonpaw is very spunky. She is very optimistic and doesnt like it when other cats are unhappy. She tries her best at her training and is eager to please. Whenever something is bothering her she usually stays very quiet and doesn't talk much. She can be very kind and compassionate at times, escpecially when a cat is hurt or just needs a friend. But if you cross her, look out! She can have a nasty temper and will sometimes say things she doesn't mean. Moonpaw likes to joke around. Soemtimes she will purposely start a small argument just for the fun of it. Othe than that, she is a brilliant and motivated fighter but her hunting skills could use some work.
History: Moonpaw was born and raised in Stormclan. She had one brother. Her brother, Reedkit died of greencough when he was still a kit. She was very close to her brother and thinks about him often.When Moonpaw was growing up, she was quiet due to the death of her brother. But as she grew into apprenticeship, she opened up to the world and now she is a bright and cheerful young she-cat. The night of her apprentice ceremony she could hardly sit still. Her mother had to grrom her coat at LEAST five times. When she was finally named an apprentice, she was very excited but at the same time a small hint of sadness could be seen in the back of her eyes. It was because her brother should have been right there beside her.
IC:Moonpaw crouched, unmoving in the tall grass. A mouse sat a couple of tail length's in front of her, nibbling on a seed. Moonpaw's tail flicked slightly, waiting for just the right moment. Putting one paw forward, she prepared to pounce. Then, she lept, but as she left the ground, her tail brushed against a dead reed. The mouse bolted away, seconds before she landed on the ground. "Foxdung!" she spat. She never had been that great a hunter.
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Clan: StormClan,
Rank: Apprentice
Age: 7 moons
Gender: She-cat
Description:Moonpaw is a sleek and lithe mostly black cat. She has no markings except for a small white patch of fur on her chest and throat. She is very petite and skinny in a good way. Her tail is very long and thin and her paws are dainty and small. She has round,bright yellow eyes, like the moon.
here is a picture>>>> www.itchmo.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/gray_cat163-6398_img.jpg
Personality: Moonpaw is very spunky. She is very optimistic and doesnt like it when other cats are unhappy. She tries her best at her training and is eager to please. Whenever something is bothering her she usually stays very quiet and doesn't talk much. She can be very kind and compassionate at times, escpecially when a cat is hurt or just needs a friend. But if you cross her, look out! She can have a nasty temper and will sometimes say things she doesn't mean. Moonpaw likes to joke around. Soemtimes she will purposely start a small argument just for the fun of it. Othe than that, she is a brilliant and motivated fighter but her hunting skills could use some work.
History: Moonpaw was born and raised in Stormclan. She had one brother. Her brother, Reedkit died of greencough when he was still a kit. She was very close to her brother and thinks about him often.When Moonpaw was growing up, she was quiet due to the death of her brother. But as she grew into apprenticeship, she opened up to the world and now she is a bright and cheerful young she-cat. The night of her apprentice ceremony she could hardly sit still. Her mother had to grrom her coat at LEAST five times. When she was finally named an apprentice, she was very excited but at the same time a small hint of sadness could be seen in the back of her eyes. It was because her brother should have been right there beside her.
IC:Moonpaw crouched, unmoving in the tall grass. A mouse sat a couple of tail length's in front of her, nibbling on a seed. Moonpaw's tail flicked slightly, waiting for just the right moment. Putting one paw forward, she prepared to pounce. Then, she lept, but as she left the ground, her tail brushed against a dead reed. The mouse bolted away, seconds before she landed on the ground. "Foxdung!" she spat. She never had been that great a hunter.
Rules Password: muffins