Post by shadows on Dec 7, 2008 9:14:51 GMT -8
Name: Icefeather
Age: 25 moons
Shadowclan
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Gender: She-Cat
Rank: Warrior
Short Description: Silver tabby she cat- with white spots.
Description:
Icefeather is a small gray she-cat with Amber eyes. She has some white and black flecks, but they are barely noticeable. She has white spots covering her head, back legs, and tail. 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. She is OK at hunting, but is better at fighting.
Personality:
Icefeather 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. Icefeather sometimes gets confused easily when you are trying to explain something hard
History:
Icefeather 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. Icefeather, now a warrior, does everything she is told to do. She hates to be asked her opinion.
Name: Halloween
Age: 20 moons
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Gender: She-Cat
Loner
Alliance: Loner
Short Description: Slender black she-cat
Description:
Halloween is a sleek and slender black she-cat. Her black pelt is very soft and silky smooth, giving her that attractive look along with the ability to disappear into the shadows. Her amber eyes give her the appearance of a ShadowClanner or an evil rouge. Her claws are sharp and deadly when she uses them, they have had many moons of use to them. She also has many scars across her body, they lie underneath her pelt all except for one. It is a large scar that goes across her left eye.
Personality:
Halloween is a very kind and caring she-cat despite her scary and evil looking exterior. She is a very loyal she cat when it comes to a mate and family. She is very smart and uses her smarts to survive, which is why she is so talented at hunting and not to shabby when it comes to fighting. She loves kits and is happy that she has a mate and kits of her own, but her little babies are all grown up and now she wants to have some more once her first three come of age.
History:
Born to a loner tom and his mate [Death and Thorn] Halloween was the eldest girl in the litter. Many come to think that her family is a small Clan because of their size and the fact that they all stick together. With an older sister [Star] and an older brother [Thriller] from her mother's first mate, Halloween was the first one that her father saw fit to train when she was 5 moons old. As her father trained her and her brother Lion, it was Star and Thriller's job to train Gypsy and Tiger.
As she became 11 moons old the training never stopped for any of them, it was all mostly practice. But one day one of Thriller's friends came over with his sister. The tom's name was Fang and he was a large black and white tom, very muscular and just the cat Death wanted his eldest daughter to mate. So if thats what Death wanted then that is what happened.
At 15 moons old Halloween and Fang had their first litter of kittens. Death,Fang,Halloween and Thriller were all happy that the kits were health and strong. She had three kittens, two toms and a female [Bella,Cave,Viper]. Halloween and her sisters cared for the kits and when they turned 5 moons old everyone in the family began to train them in the feild that they were best at, giving them all different styles of hunting and fighting. Now Halloween is still with her large family and training her kits.
Name: Dawnshadow
Age: 16 moons
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Gender: She-Cat
Clan- Shadowclan
Rank: Warrior
Short Description: Strong-willed and brave
Description:
Dawnshadow is a honey cloured tabby, with big black spots on her coat. (hence her name) Her whiskers are short, and so are her ears. Her tail is black and fluffly. Her long fur doesn't allow her to go very far without picking up burrs. Her coat always seems messy.In the morning sun, her amber eyes match the colour of coat. Dawnshadow is almost always shinning brightly!
Personality:
Dawnshadow loves to sleep in, but will be up early if needed. She loves take long night walks by herself, giving her time to think. To apprentices, she is strict, but to those she knows, she is kind and loving. She works all those underneath her hard, but never over works them.
Dawnshadow is a wonderful fighter, and takes pride in it. She can take down any tom, anytime.(well almost any tom.)
Dawnshadow is loyal to her clan, and it's leader. She wants kits, and has tons of paitence.
History:
Dawnshadow was born into shadowclan by well respected parents. Her mother and father died of greencough in her early stages, but she did not contract it. She has, and is, been very healty her whole life.
As an apprentice, Dawnshadow loved to disobey her mentor, and do her own thing. An exaple would be, She broke her right forleg while climbing a tree, at 7 moons. ( her mentor did not approve, and she was supposed to be hunting) It healed properly, but delayed her training.
She became a warrior at 13 moons, and now is well-respected among kits and apprentices. She can be bossy, but tries to control it. Dawnshadow always speaks up for what she thinks is right, and doesn't let one wrong thing slip.( she has a tendsy to hold grouges.) She has no desire for kits, but wants an apprentice badly.
Name: Runningclaw
Age: 25 moons
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Clan: Windclan
Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Short Description: Strong light brown tabby tom.
Description:
Runningclaw is a light brown tabby tom. His short, wiry fur is not uncommon among windclan cats, and he does not stand out in the crowd. He has a black spot on his underbelly and his tail. His underbelly fur is thicker than rest of his body's. The rest of his underbelly is white. His green eyes are accented by white spots around his eye fur. He has a small build, but his leg muscles are extremly strong. These muscles enable him to run fast over open ground.
Personality:
Runningclaw is known as a kind, caring tom among Windclan cats. To other clans though, he is a harsh, unfriendly tom.(see history) He is not afraid of new cats, but of what they might do. So, to make sure that they don't do anything to him, he makes them afraid of him.
Runningclaw often wakes up at the crack of dawn to go hunting... alone. He likes being mysterious, unpredticable, and solitary.
Altough Runningclaw like to be solitary, he knows that sometimes you need help from others. When he has a problem, he likes to go to the medince cat, or the the few friends he has.
Though Runningclaw can run fast, he cannont strike fast. So, he likes to stay in the back somewhere and fight those that have already been weakend.
History:
WHile Runningclaw was but a small three-week old kit, a shadowclan warrior came into the nursey and killed his mother. When the warrior came to kill him, his father run into the warrior. His father gave the warrior harsh wounds, but he himself died of loss of blood.
As an apprentice, he always run-off to go hunting alone or something. He still trained, but seemed far off when battle training came. One time when hunting, he was chasing after a rabbit and stepped in a hole. He broke his foreleg, and he still has a little limp from it. He can't run AS fast, but he still does.
Now as a warrior, he will do whatever he can to save anyone from suffering. MAybe this is because his parents suffered. maybe it's because he suffered. No one truly knows, not even Runningclaw.
(all of these will go up for adoption)
Age: 25 moons
Shadowclan
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Gender: She-Cat
Rank: Warrior
Short Description: Silver tabby she cat- with white spots.
Description:
Icefeather is a small gray she-cat with Amber eyes. She has some white and black flecks, but they are barely noticeable. She has white spots covering her head, back legs, and tail. 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. She is OK at hunting, but is better at fighting.
Personality:
Icefeather 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. Icefeather sometimes gets confused easily when you are trying to explain something hard
History:
Icefeather 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. Icefeather, now a warrior, does everything she is told to do. She hates to be asked her opinion.
Name: Halloween
Age: 20 moons
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Gender: She-Cat
Loner
Alliance: Loner
Short Description: Slender black she-cat
Description:
Halloween is a sleek and slender black she-cat. Her black pelt is very soft and silky smooth, giving her that attractive look along with the ability to disappear into the shadows. Her amber eyes give her the appearance of a ShadowClanner or an evil rouge. Her claws are sharp and deadly when she uses them, they have had many moons of use to them. She also has many scars across her body, they lie underneath her pelt all except for one. It is a large scar that goes across her left eye.
Personality:
Halloween is a very kind and caring she-cat despite her scary and evil looking exterior. She is a very loyal she cat when it comes to a mate and family. She is very smart and uses her smarts to survive, which is why she is so talented at hunting and not to shabby when it comes to fighting. She loves kits and is happy that she has a mate and kits of her own, but her little babies are all grown up and now she wants to have some more once her first three come of age.
History:
Born to a loner tom and his mate [Death and Thorn] Halloween was the eldest girl in the litter. Many come to think that her family is a small Clan because of their size and the fact that they all stick together. With an older sister [Star] and an older brother [Thriller] from her mother's first mate, Halloween was the first one that her father saw fit to train when she was 5 moons old. As her father trained her and her brother Lion, it was Star and Thriller's job to train Gypsy and Tiger.
As she became 11 moons old the training never stopped for any of them, it was all mostly practice. But one day one of Thriller's friends came over with his sister. The tom's name was Fang and he was a large black and white tom, very muscular and just the cat Death wanted his eldest daughter to mate. So if thats what Death wanted then that is what happened.
At 15 moons old Halloween and Fang had their first litter of kittens. Death,Fang,Halloween and Thriller were all happy that the kits were health and strong. She had three kittens, two toms and a female [Bella,Cave,Viper]. Halloween and her sisters cared for the kits and when they turned 5 moons old everyone in the family began to train them in the feild that they were best at, giving them all different styles of hunting and fighting. Now Halloween is still with her large family and training her kits.
Name: Dawnshadow
Age: 16 moons
Link to Picture:
Gender: She-Cat
Clan- Shadowclan
Rank: Warrior
Short Description: Strong-willed and brave
Description:
Dawnshadow is a honey cloured tabby, with big black spots on her coat. (hence her name) Her whiskers are short, and so are her ears. Her tail is black and fluffly. Her long fur doesn't allow her to go very far without picking up burrs. Her coat always seems messy.In the morning sun, her amber eyes match the colour of coat. Dawnshadow is almost always shinning brightly!
Personality:
Dawnshadow loves to sleep in, but will be up early if needed. She loves take long night walks by herself, giving her time to think. To apprentices, she is strict, but to those she knows, she is kind and loving. She works all those underneath her hard, but never over works them.
Dawnshadow is a wonderful fighter, and takes pride in it. She can take down any tom, anytime.(well almost any tom.)
Dawnshadow is loyal to her clan, and it's leader. She wants kits, and has tons of paitence.
History:
Dawnshadow was born into shadowclan by well respected parents. Her mother and father died of greencough in her early stages, but she did not contract it. She has, and is, been very healty her whole life.
As an apprentice, Dawnshadow loved to disobey her mentor, and do her own thing. An exaple would be, She broke her right forleg while climbing a tree, at 7 moons. ( her mentor did not approve, and she was supposed to be hunting) It healed properly, but delayed her training.
She became a warrior at 13 moons, and now is well-respected among kits and apprentices. She can be bossy, but tries to control it. Dawnshadow always speaks up for what she thinks is right, and doesn't let one wrong thing slip.( she has a tendsy to hold grouges.) She has no desire for kits, but wants an apprentice badly.
Name: Runningclaw
Age: 25 moons
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Clan: Windclan
Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Short Description: Strong light brown tabby tom.
Description:
Runningclaw is a light brown tabby tom. His short, wiry fur is not uncommon among windclan cats, and he does not stand out in the crowd. He has a black spot on his underbelly and his tail. His underbelly fur is thicker than rest of his body's. The rest of his underbelly is white. His green eyes are accented by white spots around his eye fur. He has a small build, but his leg muscles are extremly strong. These muscles enable him to run fast over open ground.
Personality:
Runningclaw is known as a kind, caring tom among Windclan cats. To other clans though, he is a harsh, unfriendly tom.(see history) He is not afraid of new cats, but of what they might do. So, to make sure that they don't do anything to him, he makes them afraid of him.
Runningclaw often wakes up at the crack of dawn to go hunting... alone. He likes being mysterious, unpredticable, and solitary.
Altough Runningclaw like to be solitary, he knows that sometimes you need help from others. When he has a problem, he likes to go to the medince cat, or the the few friends he has.
Though Runningclaw can run fast, he cannont strike fast. So, he likes to stay in the back somewhere and fight those that have already been weakend.
History:
WHile Runningclaw was but a small three-week old kit, a shadowclan warrior came into the nursey and killed his mother. When the warrior came to kill him, his father run into the warrior. His father gave the warrior harsh wounds, but he himself died of loss of blood.
As an apprentice, he always run-off to go hunting alone or something. He still trained, but seemed far off when battle training came. One time when hunting, he was chasing after a rabbit and stepped in a hole. He broke his foreleg, and he still has a little limp from it. He can't run AS fast, but he still does.
Now as a warrior, he will do whatever he can to save anyone from suffering. MAybe this is because his parents suffered. maybe it's because he suffered. No one truly knows, not even Runningclaw.
(all of these will go up for adoption)
