Post by shadows on Dec 7, 2008 9:01:37 GMT -8
Cat's Name: Oakpaw
Cat's Age: 7 moons
Gender: Tom
Alliance: ThunderClan
Position: Apprentice
Appearance:
Oakpaw is a honey coloured tabby tom. His fur is short and wiry with dark brown flecks. His big, musclaur build makes him seem huge to the kits. His tail is a short stump, but does not affect his balance. He has blue eyes that seem as deep as the sky. His honey fur makes him camflouged eaisly among the brambles. That combined with his build, makes a great ambush fighter, and a wonderful hunter.
Personality:
Oakpaw is very wary of cats that he does not know. he has some friends, but not many. Therfore, he doesn't like to go gatherings. He rather stay at the camp, and guard.
He loves to be left alone, and not bothered. (mostly by apprentices. Kits he doesn't mind as much) The new kits do not know this and jump all over him. He never slacks on his warrior duties, and always does extra. he eventually wants to be leader, but is not that ambish for it.
History:
Oakpaw's parents were well respected among all the cats of Thunderclan. He has no other littermates, but he does not want any. He thinks of them as annoying nusincses that get in the way.
His parents died during leaf bare. Prey was scare that year, and Riverclan and Thunderclan had a battle. Both his parents died over loss of blood.
As a kit it was obvious Oakleaf would be a great hunter. He often would pounce on leaves, apprentices, warriors, and other kits. He was always batting, or pouncing on moss. He seemed to never slow down, even when he was asleep! He has always been a restless sleeper, and he almost never sat still. He was a endless ball of engery!
Cat's Name: Shadowclaw
Cat's Age: 30 moons
Gender: Tom
Alliance: ShadowClan
Position: Warrior
Appearance:
Shadowclaw is a pure black tom. There's nothing on his fur except for black. Even his long, sharp claws are black. His tail is long, and fuffly like his fur. His eyes are yellow, but seem amber in the sun. He has one long scar from his eye to his chest. He is massive, and has tons of strengh.
Personality:
Shadowclaw is a dark tom. He has a black covering over his heart, and he feels little pain. His thoughts are almost always dark, except around someone he truly loves. He hates kits, and will hurt them if they bother him too much. The only cats he is respectful to is his leader. Shadowclaw is battle hungry, and snaps at everyone. His temper and his attuide equal someone not to mess with. He is freindly to no one, and holds grudges easily. He won't kill anyone (without perrismission form the RPer), but will let them know he doesn't like them.
History:
The reason why Shadowclaw is so battle hungry is because of his father. His father taught Shadowclaw how to kill before Shadowclaw was even an apprentice. Shadowclaw's mother restited his father, and his father killed her before Shadowclaw's siblings eyes. When Shadowclaw was an apprentice, he killed his sister with a death bite because she was going to rat their father out.
As an apprentice, Shadowclaw really was only intrested in battle, and hurt his mentor many times. He always was getting into trouble, and didn't mind the punishment. When he was 8 moons old, he caught greencough. It put him behind in training, and his father never forgave him.
When Shadowclaw was a warrior, his father challenaged him to a fight. Shadowclaw won, when his father made a wrong move, and bled to death.
Name:Iceydawn
Gender:female
Age:19 moons
Clan:Shadowclan
Position:warrior
Description:Iceydawn is a small gray she-cat with Amber eyes. She has some white and black flecks, but they are barely noticeable. Her small frame is muscular, especially on her legs making her an extremely good hunter. Her eyes are a deep amber, and are easy to get lost in. Her whiskers are short like her fur.
Personality:Iceydawn loves to be mysterious and unpredictable. Although she long for an apprentice, she wants kits and a mate first. Her unsociable personality makes it hard for cats outside the clans to get close her, and she likes that way. She deeply fears outer clan relationship. She is kind to all those above her, but harsh and strict to apprentices. She loves to be feared, and loves to hunt alone. She often goes out only to wish she could have some company. Iceydawn sometimes gets confused easily when you are trying to explain something hard.
History:Iceydawn has a dark history. Her mother died while giving birth, and she was the only one that survived. Her father died in battle, and her only older sister fell out of a tree and died. She has no family left, and she blames herself for her mother's death.
As an apprentice she was obedient and easy to train. Thought she would never, and never will, climb trees. She hates them for killing her sister. She once was fighting and broke her paw, the opponent gave her a scratch, but it didn't leave a scar. She now hates Thunderclan. She also got a scratch from slipping off some pebbles into the river, but she barely remembers it and thinks nothing of it. Iceydawn. now a warrior, does everything she is told to do. She hates to be asked her opinion.
Cat's Name: Silverriple
Cat's Age: 20 moons
Gender: She-Cat
Alliance: Riverclan
Position: Warrior
Appearance:
Sliverripple is a Simply a sliver long haired she-cat. Sliverripple has a white underbelly, and some balck splotches. Her fur is long and wavy, Making it seem like it had ripples in it. (hence her name) Her eyes are Icey-gray, and seem to reflect her coat in the bright sun. She is smaller than most cats, but her leg muscles are extremly srtong. Her small build during a battle may make her seem an easy target, but she is far from that. Her claws are long, and always kept shrap. Her strong leg muscles enable her to jump over her enemy with ease. Her small frame can slip under their legs, too! It's like she was made for battle!
Personality:
Sliverripple always seems to be training by her self, hunting, or on patrol. She likes to keep busy with clan work, so can't become bored. She dreads the moment when she has to go to the elders den, and rather die in battle.
Though she likes to keep busy, she also has some friends. When the warriors push her out of activity, she goes down to the nursey or medicine cat den and helps in there.
If a cat were to fall in love with her, they would find it tough to get her to love them back. She isn't very accpeting to change, and denies the fact of EVER falling in love and having kits.
She is very independent. She doesn't like to have cats help her, and never treats any other cat different from the rest. She believes that even if a cat is blind, or anything else, that they should be treated no differently than the rest.
Sliverripple is also loyal, and will protect her clan to the death. She is willign to kill any cat that threatens her clan, or her friends. She is very proctetive of those around her.
History:
Sliverripple was born into Riverclan durning leaf-bare, and had no siblings. She was not fed reguarly, and her mother didn't produce much milk. Sliverripple survied though.
As an apprentice, she was a natural swimmer. It was bit harder for her to learn how to hunt, and to this day she isn't very good. (good enough to cath some pray at least though) She was one of those always listens to her mentor apprentices. For she feared if she didn't, that her training would be delayed. she didn't want other ctas to think of her as weak. She hated it when the other's teased her for going to bed, but now who's laughing?
Now as a warrior, Sliverripple is a wonderful fighter. (thanks to her mentor) She still has trouble with hunting, put improves each time she goes out to hunt. She wishes to be leader, but also doesn't want all that responalitly.
Cat's Name: Gingersand
Cat's Age: 25 moons
Gender: She-Cat
Alliance: leafClan
Position: Warrior
Appearance:
Gingersand is a massive light borwn tabby she-cat. She has short fur, and long whiskers. Her fur is fuffled out, and has some white spots. Her eyes are deed blue.
Personality:
Gingersand loves to be silly almost all the time. She is very playful, and hyper. She's kinda jumpy, but usaully quickly regains her composurer. She is a caring cat, and loves to help others, but her temper often gets in the way. She has some dark thoguhts, but most of them are pushed away by her ovewhelming joy. She loves to be in the company of others. If she's alone, which is almost never, it is only for a couple of moments. She does prefer hunting over fighting because she belives fighting is wrong, but that is just her opinion.
History:
Kithood- As a kit, Gingersand saw may deaths. Her mother, a noble and well-respected she-cat, died giving birth to her brother and sister. Though, Gingersand's sister suvired, it was not for long. A rouge came and attacked the camp killing her father and sister. Gingersand now has a deep grudge against rouges. She has been sacred for live, but she doesn't blame herself.
Apprentice- As an apprentice, Gengersand was very obeint. She did as she was told, and helped the elders without complaining. She could get annoying, but she was overall a wonderful apprentice. Despte her efforts though, she still manged to get hurt. She was hunting near a river, and slipped and fell. If her mentor hadn't been there, she most sentrly would have drowned.
Name:Sandpaw
Gender:Female
Age: 6 Moons
Clan:Nightclan
Position:apprentice
Description:Sandpaw is a orange tabby she-cat. She has flecks of light brown in her bright orange fur. Her fur is long and fluffy. Her tail is average length, but is extremely fluffy. She has dark green eyes that sparkle when in sunlight. She has a small frame, and small muscles. Her small legs though, give her excellent balance.
Personality:Sandpaw is caring cat. she loves to help others, and rather stay in camp than go out and hunt or fight. Her small muscles and frame means that she isn't very good at either hunting nor fighting. She loves to babble on about other gossip she has heard, and is known as a loud mouth. Cats know not give any secerts that they don't want the whole clan to know. Sandpaw can get very angry when her patience runs out, but that takes awhile since she has a bunch of patience. When her temper flares, she often goes out in the fresh air. HSe feels very close to the trees and grass. She often talks to them when no one else is around.
History:Sandpaw has had quite a rough time. Her mother and father both died because of Whitecough and the medicine cat couldn't save them in time. She was the only kit that survived the birth of her litter. While giving birth her mother passed out, forgetting to lick her. It was lucky that another cat saved her. She never wants any cat to go throught the pain that she had to go through, and will do anything to help them deal with it. Even as a kit, Sandpaw loved to go outside and enjoy the fresh air. Now she pleads to be the apprentice that is the best at everything, thought she knows this will never happen. She once climbed a tree to show that she could, and almost broke her paw in the proccess.
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Cat's Age: 7 moons
Gender: Tom
Alliance: ThunderClan
Position: Apprentice
Appearance:
Oakpaw is a honey coloured tabby tom. His fur is short and wiry with dark brown flecks. His big, musclaur build makes him seem huge to the kits. His tail is a short stump, but does not affect his balance. He has blue eyes that seem as deep as the sky. His honey fur makes him camflouged eaisly among the brambles. That combined with his build, makes a great ambush fighter, and a wonderful hunter.
Personality:
Oakpaw is very wary of cats that he does not know. he has some friends, but not many. Therfore, he doesn't like to go gatherings. He rather stay at the camp, and guard.
He loves to be left alone, and not bothered. (mostly by apprentices. Kits he doesn't mind as much) The new kits do not know this and jump all over him. He never slacks on his warrior duties, and always does extra. he eventually wants to be leader, but is not that ambish for it.
History:
Oakpaw's parents were well respected among all the cats of Thunderclan. He has no other littermates, but he does not want any. He thinks of them as annoying nusincses that get in the way.
His parents died during leaf bare. Prey was scare that year, and Riverclan and Thunderclan had a battle. Both his parents died over loss of blood.
As a kit it was obvious Oakleaf would be a great hunter. He often would pounce on leaves, apprentices, warriors, and other kits. He was always batting, or pouncing on moss. He seemed to never slow down, even when he was asleep! He has always been a restless sleeper, and he almost never sat still. He was a endless ball of engery!
Cat's Name: Shadowclaw
Cat's Age: 30 moons
Gender: Tom
Alliance: ShadowClan
Position: Warrior
Appearance:
Shadowclaw is a pure black tom. There's nothing on his fur except for black. Even his long, sharp claws are black. His tail is long, and fuffly like his fur. His eyes are yellow, but seem amber in the sun. He has one long scar from his eye to his chest. He is massive, and has tons of strengh.
Personality:
Shadowclaw is a dark tom. He has a black covering over his heart, and he feels little pain. His thoughts are almost always dark, except around someone he truly loves. He hates kits, and will hurt them if they bother him too much. The only cats he is respectful to is his leader. Shadowclaw is battle hungry, and snaps at everyone. His temper and his attuide equal someone not to mess with. He is freindly to no one, and holds grudges easily. He won't kill anyone (without perrismission form the RPer), but will let them know he doesn't like them.
History:
The reason why Shadowclaw is so battle hungry is because of his father. His father taught Shadowclaw how to kill before Shadowclaw was even an apprentice. Shadowclaw's mother restited his father, and his father killed her before Shadowclaw's siblings eyes. When Shadowclaw was an apprentice, he killed his sister with a death bite because she was going to rat their father out.
As an apprentice, Shadowclaw really was only intrested in battle, and hurt his mentor many times. He always was getting into trouble, and didn't mind the punishment. When he was 8 moons old, he caught greencough. It put him behind in training, and his father never forgave him.
When Shadowclaw was a warrior, his father challenaged him to a fight. Shadowclaw won, when his father made a wrong move, and bled to death.
Name:Iceydawn
Gender:female
Age:19 moons
Clan:Shadowclan
Position:warrior
Description:Iceydawn is a small gray she-cat with Amber eyes. She has some white and black flecks, but they are barely noticeable. Her small frame is muscular, especially on her legs making her an extremely good hunter. Her eyes are a deep amber, and are easy to get lost in. Her whiskers are short like her fur.
Personality:Iceydawn loves to be mysterious and unpredictable. Although she long for an apprentice, she wants kits and a mate first. Her unsociable personality makes it hard for cats outside the clans to get close her, and she likes that way. She deeply fears outer clan relationship. She is kind to all those above her, but harsh and strict to apprentices. She loves to be feared, and loves to hunt alone. She often goes out only to wish she could have some company. Iceydawn sometimes gets confused easily when you are trying to explain something hard.
History:Iceydawn has a dark history. Her mother died while giving birth, and she was the only one that survived. Her father died in battle, and her only older sister fell out of a tree and died. She has no family left, and she blames herself for her mother's death.
As an apprentice she was obedient and easy to train. Thought she would never, and never will, climb trees. She hates them for killing her sister. She once was fighting and broke her paw, the opponent gave her a scratch, but it didn't leave a scar. She now hates Thunderclan. She also got a scratch from slipping off some pebbles into the river, but she barely remembers it and thinks nothing of it. Iceydawn. now a warrior, does everything she is told to do. She hates to be asked her opinion.
Cat's Name: Silverriple
Cat's Age: 20 moons
Gender: She-Cat
Alliance: Riverclan
Position: Warrior
Appearance:
Sliverripple is a Simply a sliver long haired she-cat. Sliverripple has a white underbelly, and some balck splotches. Her fur is long and wavy, Making it seem like it had ripples in it. (hence her name) Her eyes are Icey-gray, and seem to reflect her coat in the bright sun. She is smaller than most cats, but her leg muscles are extremly srtong. Her small build during a battle may make her seem an easy target, but she is far from that. Her claws are long, and always kept shrap. Her strong leg muscles enable her to jump over her enemy with ease. Her small frame can slip under their legs, too! It's like she was made for battle!
Personality:
Sliverripple always seems to be training by her self, hunting, or on patrol. She likes to keep busy with clan work, so can't become bored. She dreads the moment when she has to go to the elders den, and rather die in battle.
Though she likes to keep busy, she also has some friends. When the warriors push her out of activity, she goes down to the nursey or medicine cat den and helps in there.
If a cat were to fall in love with her, they would find it tough to get her to love them back. She isn't very accpeting to change, and denies the fact of EVER falling in love and having kits.
She is very independent. She doesn't like to have cats help her, and never treats any other cat different from the rest. She believes that even if a cat is blind, or anything else, that they should be treated no differently than the rest.
Sliverripple is also loyal, and will protect her clan to the death. She is willign to kill any cat that threatens her clan, or her friends. She is very proctetive of those around her.
History:
Sliverripple was born into Riverclan durning leaf-bare, and had no siblings. She was not fed reguarly, and her mother didn't produce much milk. Sliverripple survied though.
As an apprentice, she was a natural swimmer. It was bit harder for her to learn how to hunt, and to this day she isn't very good. (good enough to cath some pray at least though) She was one of those always listens to her mentor apprentices. For she feared if she didn't, that her training would be delayed. she didn't want other ctas to think of her as weak. She hated it when the other's teased her for going to bed, but now who's laughing?
Now as a warrior, Sliverripple is a wonderful fighter. (thanks to her mentor) She still has trouble with hunting, put improves each time she goes out to hunt. She wishes to be leader, but also doesn't want all that responalitly.
Cat's Name: Gingersand
Cat's Age: 25 moons
Gender: She-Cat
Alliance: leafClan
Position: Warrior
Appearance:
Gingersand is a massive light borwn tabby she-cat. She has short fur, and long whiskers. Her fur is fuffled out, and has some white spots. Her eyes are deed blue.
Personality:
Gingersand loves to be silly almost all the time. She is very playful, and hyper. She's kinda jumpy, but usaully quickly regains her composurer. She is a caring cat, and loves to help others, but her temper often gets in the way. She has some dark thoguhts, but most of them are pushed away by her ovewhelming joy. She loves to be in the company of others. If she's alone, which is almost never, it is only for a couple of moments. She does prefer hunting over fighting because she belives fighting is wrong, but that is just her opinion.
History:
Kithood- As a kit, Gingersand saw may deaths. Her mother, a noble and well-respected she-cat, died giving birth to her brother and sister. Though, Gingersand's sister suvired, it was not for long. A rouge came and attacked the camp killing her father and sister. Gingersand now has a deep grudge against rouges. She has been sacred for live, but she doesn't blame herself.
Apprentice- As an apprentice, Gengersand was very obeint. She did as she was told, and helped the elders without complaining. She could get annoying, but she was overall a wonderful apprentice. Despte her efforts though, she still manged to get hurt. She was hunting near a river, and slipped and fell. If her mentor hadn't been there, she most sentrly would have drowned.
Name:Sandpaw
Gender:Female
Age: 6 Moons
Clan:Nightclan
Position:apprentice
Description:Sandpaw is a orange tabby she-cat. She has flecks of light brown in her bright orange fur. Her fur is long and fluffy. Her tail is average length, but is extremely fluffy. She has dark green eyes that sparkle when in sunlight. She has a small frame, and small muscles. Her small legs though, give her excellent balance.
Personality:Sandpaw is caring cat. she loves to help others, and rather stay in camp than go out and hunt or fight. Her small muscles and frame means that she isn't very good at either hunting nor fighting. She loves to babble on about other gossip she has heard, and is known as a loud mouth. Cats know not give any secerts that they don't want the whole clan to know. Sandpaw can get very angry when her patience runs out, but that takes awhile since she has a bunch of patience. When her temper flares, she often goes out in the fresh air. HSe feels very close to the trees and grass. She often talks to them when no one else is around.
History:Sandpaw has had quite a rough time. Her mother and father both died because of Whitecough and the medicine cat couldn't save them in time. She was the only kit that survived the birth of her litter. While giving birth her mother passed out, forgetting to lick her. It was lucky that another cat saved her. She never wants any cat to go throught the pain that she had to go through, and will do anything to help them deal with it. Even as a kit, Sandpaw loved to go outside and enjoy the fresh air. Now she pleads to be the apprentice that is the best at everything, thought she knows this will never happen. She once climbed a tree to show that she could, and almost broke her paw in the proccess.
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