Post by .Dobie. on Aug 10, 2009 19:07:03 GMT -5
Name: Silverblaze was the warrior name I was given.
Gender: I am a soft-spoken she-cat.
Age (in moons): 17 Moons to Long I've been in this Forest.
Clan: a proud cat of ThunderClan
Rank: A Warrior, I be.
History: I was the only kit born in a litter of one, by an old she-cat. I grew up playing with who and what I could find to entertain myself. Often I longed to be in the medicine cat den, but stayed away since there was already an apprentice. I believe this is the path StarClan has given me-a warrior of ThunderClan- since I never went to the medicine cat and learned their ways. I grew up and was apprenticed to the name Silverpaw. Six long moon later, I received my warrior name Silverblaze, determined to do what was best for my Clan.
Personality: I am a rather calm she-cat, if I do say so myself. I fear for my clanmates as any Clan cat would. I'm fierce in battle and would do anything to defend my clan, unborn kits, and the warrior code, but that's what all Clan cats do, Right? Sometimes I do long for a mate, but I keep it buried within me. I'm not sure why, but I've always had compassion of those weaker then me. As an apprentice, I spent my time playing with kits, becoming rather fond of them, as I still am.
Description: I'm a rather pretty cat, at least I've been told. I'm gray with black stripes rippling through out my body. I've a white muzzle, chin, and chest, going down to my underbelly. I have a white in between my eyes. My paws and tail tip are a pure white. My eyes are a sharp silver, covering most of my emotions.
*Inserts Clicking*
IC: Night lay on the forest. The moon light glowed on the trees, turning nearly everything silver in its light. The wind sighed softly, rustling a leaf or two. The bracken shook, it parted to reveal a feline; her black striped pelt was hardly seen within the shadows, her white paws shone as she stepped out of the dark shadows. Her fur glimmered in the white light as she stepped delicately onto the leaf littered floor. She sat down on a night cool stone, deep within her own flooding thoughts. Her second night as a warrior it was for the newly named Silverblaze. As well, it seemed like the very first. She listened to the quiet sounds within the forest, letting her thoughts melt away as she listened to the comforting noise.
{{I Roleplay in second person, and If you need me to I can change this into Second Person.}}
Gender: I am a soft-spoken she-cat.
Age (in moons): 17 Moons to Long I've been in this Forest.
Clan: a proud cat of ThunderClan
Rank: A Warrior, I be.
History: I was the only kit born in a litter of one, by an old she-cat. I grew up playing with who and what I could find to entertain myself. Often I longed to be in the medicine cat den, but stayed away since there was already an apprentice. I believe this is the path StarClan has given me-a warrior of ThunderClan- since I never went to the medicine cat and learned their ways. I grew up and was apprenticed to the name Silverpaw. Six long moon later, I received my warrior name Silverblaze, determined to do what was best for my Clan.
Personality: I am a rather calm she-cat, if I do say so myself. I fear for my clanmates as any Clan cat would. I'm fierce in battle and would do anything to defend my clan, unborn kits, and the warrior code, but that's what all Clan cats do, Right? Sometimes I do long for a mate, but I keep it buried within me. I'm not sure why, but I've always had compassion of those weaker then me. As an apprentice, I spent my time playing with kits, becoming rather fond of them, as I still am.
Description: I'm a rather pretty cat, at least I've been told. I'm gray with black stripes rippling through out my body. I've a white muzzle, chin, and chest, going down to my underbelly. I have a white in between my eyes. My paws and tail tip are a pure white. My eyes are a sharp silver, covering most of my emotions.
*Inserts Clicking*
IC: Night lay on the forest. The moon light glowed on the trees, turning nearly everything silver in its light. The wind sighed softly, rustling a leaf or two. The bracken shook, it parted to reveal a feline; her black striped pelt was hardly seen within the shadows, her white paws shone as she stepped out of the dark shadows. Her fur glimmered in the white light as she stepped delicately onto the leaf littered floor. She sat down on a night cool stone, deep within her own flooding thoughts. Her second night as a warrior it was for the newly named Silverblaze. As well, it seemed like the very first. She listened to the quiet sounds within the forest, letting her thoughts melt away as she listened to the comforting noise.
{{I Roleplay in second person, and If you need me to I can change this into Second Person.}}
