Post by Jadey on Dec 19, 2007 20:28:20 GMT -5
Gender Female
Age 24 Moons
Rank Warrior (Would like to apply for a deputy position –wink, wink-)
Picture N/A (at this time)
Notable Kin N/A
Short Description Sleek black female with sparkling teal eyes.
In-Depth Description Within the shadows of the forest, you can see something ahead of you shimmering in the faint moonlight. You sit patiently, as it seems that this shimmer something is… flashing? No, it’s blinking; the glittering substance is the pools of one peculiar Jadedsong, a ShadowClan female. She steps into the light, and you can fully examine her. She is of a small build—not far from average, but she’s a tiny warrior. Her muscles, which seem quite sculpted under her short fur, ripple as she paces around you with a glint of idea in her eyes. She smiles, revealing multitudes of sharp, pearlescent teeth. Her tail, roughly the length of her body, twitches as she crouches into the hunter’s stance.
Personality Jadedsong isn’t really the nicest of cats, but she isn’t the cruelest, either. Her personality wavers between good and bad moods. You know when she’s in a good mood, and you really know when she’s in a bad mood. Jadedsong loves nothing more than hunting or training warriors. Aside from her battle-hunger, she lives by her own motto: “A mind at rest will accomplish everything less than nothing, a mind a work will accomplish anything more than everything.” She says that if you put your mind to it, you will succeed. When she is given a task, or puts herself to work, she refuses to rest until finished.
History Jadedsong didn’t lead an abnormal life. Jadedsong didn’t leave a difficult life. Jadedsong was just your average kit, average apprentice, and average warrior; nothing special, nothing obscene, nothing off the charts. Her mother died of old age, as she wasn’t young in the least bit when Jadedsong was born. Her father was a senior warrior in the clan, and died defending the territory from rogues. Her past was simple. Her future? She doesn’t think so.
RP Sample ”For the love of StarClan, where’d that thing go?” Teal eyes feverishly scanned the forest floor. The female had been hunting up in the treetops of her homeland. Upon sending a swiping blow toward a plump robin, she also knocked it prostrate from the tree, and was now on the ground searching for her kill. ”Oh, here we are!”
Jadedsong dropped the fowl on the frest kill pile, and headed over to the elders' den. She wanted to make sure they had everything they needed for health and comfort. This was an apprentice's job, but the jet femme knew much better than to rely on life-high youngsters. "Threefoot, is there anything you need?"
The grey she-cat, minus one foot, shook her head. "No my darling, I think I'm quite well. The apprentices just dropped a bit of meat off for us, but I'm not very hungry now. Thank you, however." Threefoot smiled a half-filled grin, and returned her head to her paws.
Jadedsong took the time she had to breathe, and to think. This has been quite a simple day. Somethings going to go wrong... [/b]
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AN: Fixed! The elder in the RP is fake, of course.
