Post by littlexaiko on Jun 20, 2009 17:23:58 GMT -5
Name:Flightstar
Gender:female
Age (in moons): 30
Clan: ThunderClan
Rank: Leader
History: Flightstar grew up amongst two others. But they were killed when they left the camp by themselves. sHe was doted on by his mother, because she was the only kit left. She immediately took to watching apprentices and warriors, watching how they acted and fought, so she knew how to spar sooner than other kits. She became an apprentice and impressed many, even those from other clans. She was mature for her age and cared for those younger than her. She was first on a patrol and last on a patrol. Her warrior name was flightfoot, due to her extreme speed in battle and in hunting.
Personality: Flightstar loves to help others, but loves her alone time. Sometimes she will take some apprentices and warriors and go to hunt. while they are hunting she will sit and enjoy the sun on her fur. After which she hunts for her clan. She is the one to try to stop a fight before it starts. But she does defend her clan and gets irritated if they accuse her or her clan of anything they did not do.
Description: She is a white shecat with long sweeping tail. Her eyes are icy blue. Her fur is of medium length. Her build is medium, not skinny, but not very muscular. More like she's lean, but very quiet. Quiet as in her paws are barely heard when she walks.
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IC: Flightstar pawed up to the oak tree and stretched up, unsheathing her claws on the rough, dark bark. She arched her back and yawned. As her white paws met the ground again nothing stirred. She craned her neck and flicked her ears for any sounds. Finally. She heard the rustling of a vole. She lowered her body to the ground and balanced her weight on all four paws. Quickly she ran up, careful to keep quiet. she struck out a paw and nipped the neck. The plump vole lay still. That was her fifth catch today. Time to get back to camp.
Gender:female
Age (in moons): 30
Clan: ThunderClan
Rank: Leader
History: Flightstar grew up amongst two others. But they were killed when they left the camp by themselves. sHe was doted on by his mother, because she was the only kit left. She immediately took to watching apprentices and warriors, watching how they acted and fought, so she knew how to spar sooner than other kits. She became an apprentice and impressed many, even those from other clans. She was mature for her age and cared for those younger than her. She was first on a patrol and last on a patrol. Her warrior name was flightfoot, due to her extreme speed in battle and in hunting.
Personality: Flightstar loves to help others, but loves her alone time. Sometimes she will take some apprentices and warriors and go to hunt. while they are hunting she will sit and enjoy the sun on her fur. After which she hunts for her clan. She is the one to try to stop a fight before it starts. But she does defend her clan and gets irritated if they accuse her or her clan of anything they did not do.
Description: She is a white shecat with long sweeping tail. Her eyes are icy blue. Her fur is of medium length. Her build is medium, not skinny, but not very muscular. More like she's lean, but very quiet. Quiet as in her paws are barely heard when she walks.
fc01.deviantart.com/fs8/i/2005/324/7/9/White_Snow___White_Cat_II_by_ace_of_finland.jpg
IC: Flightstar pawed up to the oak tree and stretched up, unsheathing her claws on the rough, dark bark. She arched her back and yawned. As her white paws met the ground again nothing stirred. She craned her neck and flicked her ears for any sounds. Finally. She heard the rustling of a vole. She lowered her body to the ground and balanced her weight on all four paws. Quickly she ran up, careful to keep quiet. she struck out a paw and nipped the neck. The plump vole lay still. That was her fifth catch today. Time to get back to camp.
