Post by Loving/Insane Mom on Jan 3, 2008 18:17:56 GMT -5
Name
Wildbreath
Gender
Female (She-cat)
Age
12 moons (Newly-named Warrior)
Clan
Shadowclan
Kin
Sparklingwater, Densedarkness, Boragekit
Quickie
Long-furred white ragdoll with flame markings and blue eyes
Description
Wildbreath is a white cat with very light flame markings on her pelt. Her fur is long and thick which keeps her warm on the coldest on nights, but it also makes her hot on the hottest of days. Her eyes are light blue, but rich in pigment. Her nose and pawpads are a light pink.
Persona
There are two sides of her personality thus I am writing (or typing) two for each side.
One side of her personality is giggly and bubbly. She is friendly and is a lover of kits. She likes to chat and can talk on just about any subject for hours. This makes her good to talk to for letting one's feelings or emotions out to. She is quick to befriend...
But also quick to judge. This is her other side. She is a fierce warrior and has an even fierce loyalty to her clan. She is proud and ambitous. If there is something she wants, nothing can stop her. The she-cat has a love for power. She may be loyal to her clan, but is willing to break the rules if she has too.
History
[Kit-hood]
Wildkit was, well, wild. She snuck out of camp often- never getting caught, but talked of her adventures- and was the only kit in her litter. She was solid white as a kit.
[Apprenticeship]
Wildpaw was quick to learn, but diffucult to teach. She was cheery on some days, but on other days she was easily depressed. Her talent didn't lie in hunting- though she could hunt as well as any cat- but lied in fighting. The moves just came to her and she caught on extermely quickly. She was already working on double attacks only a moon into her apprenticeship.
The day of her warrior ceremony her breath smelled of wild garlic and mouse-dung mixed together. It was the most terrible smell. She tried everything to get rid of the horrid stench, but nothing worked. So at her ceremony when up to accept her warrior name the leader was in tears. The smell was that putrid. The next day though the scent from her mouth dissapeared.
Wildbreath
Gender
Female (She-cat)
Age
12 moons (Newly-named Warrior)
Clan
Shadowclan
Kin
Sparklingwater, Densedarkness, Boragekit
Quickie
Long-furred white ragdoll with flame markings and blue eyes
Description
Wildbreath is a white cat with very light flame markings on her pelt. Her fur is long and thick which keeps her warm on the coldest on nights, but it also makes her hot on the hottest of days. Her eyes are light blue, but rich in pigment. Her nose and pawpads are a light pink.
Persona
There are two sides of her personality thus I am writing (or typing) two for each side.
One side of her personality is giggly and bubbly. She is friendly and is a lover of kits. She likes to chat and can talk on just about any subject for hours. This makes her good to talk to for letting one's feelings or emotions out to. She is quick to befriend...
But also quick to judge. This is her other side. She is a fierce warrior and has an even fierce loyalty to her clan. She is proud and ambitous. If there is something she wants, nothing can stop her. The she-cat has a love for power. She may be loyal to her clan, but is willing to break the rules if she has too.
History
[Kit-hood]
Wildkit was, well, wild. She snuck out of camp often- never getting caught, but talked of her adventures- and was the only kit in her litter. She was solid white as a kit.
[Apprenticeship]
Wildpaw was quick to learn, but diffucult to teach. She was cheery on some days, but on other days she was easily depressed. Her talent didn't lie in hunting- though she could hunt as well as any cat- but lied in fighting. The moves just came to her and she caught on extermely quickly. She was already working on double attacks only a moon into her apprenticeship.
The day of her warrior ceremony her breath smelled of wild garlic and mouse-dung mixed together. It was the most terrible smell. She tried everything to get rid of the horrid stench, but nothing worked. So at her ceremony when up to accept her warrior name the leader was in tears. The smell was that putrid. The next day though the scent from her mouth dissapeared.
