Post by poisonkiss on Aug 3, 2009 17:29:34 GMT -5
Name: Ravenstar
Age: 40 moons
Clan: ShadowClan
Rank: Leader
Gender: she-cat
Description: Her fur is a little long and becomes very scruffy if not attented to everyday. Her fur is as black as a starless night sky. She has a white star marking between her eyes and all her paws are white as well. Her paws are round and small. Her claws,when visible,are long and sharp almost like little daggers coming out of each of her toes. They are as black as polished ebony and stick out against her white furred paws.Her eyes are a peircing and stunning grey-blue,like swirling storm clouds. They are almond shaped and always alert and observant,much like those of a hawk. She is very slender and tall for a female. Her tail is long and even longer furred than the rest of the hair on her body. Her face is rounded but not fat looking. Her ears have a sharp trianglur point and are tipped with white hairs.The hair inside her ears is a dark dusty grey. On the bridge of her nose she has a small horizontal scar from a fight she got into to protect her border. Her whiskers are as black as her fur so the remain pretty much invisible. Her little triangle of a nose is black as well.
Personality: She is very helpful and motherly to those of her clan. She is a sweet cat who never ceases to listen to the opinions and concerns of her clan-mates. She tries hard to mantain a happy atmosphere for her clan and please ever cat in the clan,but sometimes this is impossible to do,but she never gives up and tries as hard as possible. She is also very clever and great at ambushing other clans in unexpected ways. When dealing with those who threaten her clan or cross over the border she can be firey-tempered,strict and harsh. She seems and cold and harsh to intruders and those who she doesn't trust but that is only because they haven't seen the nice side of her. She will protect her clan-mates at all costs and will fight til if the death if needed.
History: She was born in the great famine of her clan along with her two brothers. Her mother had died giving birth to her and her siblings so they were placed into the care of a very motherly queen whos kits had all perished due to the famine. Unfortunatly a few days after their birth Ravenkit's brothers died. The clan cats all grieved the loss of their leaders only sons but in this time they can't grief long for other cats are perishing and food needs to be hunted for the surviving cats. During the famine Ravenkit got sick. Her father,not wanting his last kit to die,made sure she was given everything he could give her to help her get better. Ravenkit recovered close to the end of the famine and once the famine ended she was apprenticed by her father's brother. The clan cats started to see what great potential Ravenpaw had and knew someday she would be their leader. Once she was named a warrior and given the name Ravenfeather she was quick to prove herself to her clan. She always made sure her work was done and spent alot of time playing with the kits and helping the Medicine cat tend to the sick,since their was no apprentice for the Medicine cat and Ravenfeather just enjoyed helping those in need. When Ravenfeather's dad and the deputy of the clan were both killed in a great battle with foxes who were threatening the clan Ravenfeather was chosen to lead the clan. She struggled with her new position in the clan for a few moons but now has become a great leader.
Example of RPG: Ravenstar stared up at the sky. Stars twinkled above, sending her grey-blue eyes glimmering. The moon was beautiful and full, bathing the world in a silver glow. Night was her favourite time of day and nothing could change that. Ravenstar breathed in the frigid night air, it sent a tingle down her spine as she breathed it in. She wondered, as she looked up at the sky and stars, what her family was doing up in Starclan? She wondered what it was like up there and hoped that her family had been united with the other cats of her clan and the rest of her family. She sighed and wished she could talk or just see one of them,but she knew that was impossible,as she was alive and they were all dead. The only way she could get her wish would be for her to die herself,and that was something she did not want anytime soon. She loved her life to much,and she had so much left to see,so much left to do and so much she was responible for. It would be truly stupid to wish for death,after all if she died who would take her place. No,wishing for death would be a downright mouse-brained thing to do. Ravenstar shook her head and snorted,mentally scolding herself for even thinking of such a thing. She then took one last look up at the sky and hoped that she was making her family proud at least. With that last thought she turned away from the stars and padded quietly to her den. She curled up in her nest and slowly went to sleep.
Secret Word: eaten by Kitty
Age: 40 moons
Clan: ShadowClan
Rank: Leader
Gender: she-cat
Description: Her fur is a little long and becomes very scruffy if not attented to everyday. Her fur is as black as a starless night sky. She has a white star marking between her eyes and all her paws are white as well. Her paws are round and small. Her claws,when visible,are long and sharp almost like little daggers coming out of each of her toes. They are as black as polished ebony and stick out against her white furred paws.Her eyes are a peircing and stunning grey-blue,like swirling storm clouds. They are almond shaped and always alert and observant,much like those of a hawk. She is very slender and tall for a female. Her tail is long and even longer furred than the rest of the hair on her body. Her face is rounded but not fat looking. Her ears have a sharp trianglur point and are tipped with white hairs.The hair inside her ears is a dark dusty grey. On the bridge of her nose she has a small horizontal scar from a fight she got into to protect her border. Her whiskers are as black as her fur so the remain pretty much invisible. Her little triangle of a nose is black as well.
Personality: She is very helpful and motherly to those of her clan. She is a sweet cat who never ceases to listen to the opinions and concerns of her clan-mates. She tries hard to mantain a happy atmosphere for her clan and please ever cat in the clan,but sometimes this is impossible to do,but she never gives up and tries as hard as possible. She is also very clever and great at ambushing other clans in unexpected ways. When dealing with those who threaten her clan or cross over the border she can be firey-tempered,strict and harsh. She seems and cold and harsh to intruders and those who she doesn't trust but that is only because they haven't seen the nice side of her. She will protect her clan-mates at all costs and will fight til if the death if needed.
History: She was born in the great famine of her clan along with her two brothers. Her mother had died giving birth to her and her siblings so they were placed into the care of a very motherly queen whos kits had all perished due to the famine. Unfortunatly a few days after their birth Ravenkit's brothers died. The clan cats all grieved the loss of their leaders only sons but in this time they can't grief long for other cats are perishing and food needs to be hunted for the surviving cats. During the famine Ravenkit got sick. Her father,not wanting his last kit to die,made sure she was given everything he could give her to help her get better. Ravenkit recovered close to the end of the famine and once the famine ended she was apprenticed by her father's brother. The clan cats started to see what great potential Ravenpaw had and knew someday she would be their leader. Once she was named a warrior and given the name Ravenfeather she was quick to prove herself to her clan. She always made sure her work was done and spent alot of time playing with the kits and helping the Medicine cat tend to the sick,since their was no apprentice for the Medicine cat and Ravenfeather just enjoyed helping those in need. When Ravenfeather's dad and the deputy of the clan were both killed in a great battle with foxes who were threatening the clan Ravenfeather was chosen to lead the clan. She struggled with her new position in the clan for a few moons but now has become a great leader.
Example of RPG: Ravenstar stared up at the sky. Stars twinkled above, sending her grey-blue eyes glimmering. The moon was beautiful and full, bathing the world in a silver glow. Night was her favourite time of day and nothing could change that. Ravenstar breathed in the frigid night air, it sent a tingle down her spine as she breathed it in. She wondered, as she looked up at the sky and stars, what her family was doing up in Starclan? She wondered what it was like up there and hoped that her family had been united with the other cats of her clan and the rest of her family. She sighed and wished she could talk or just see one of them,but she knew that was impossible,as she was alive and they were all dead. The only way she could get her wish would be for her to die herself,and that was something she did not want anytime soon. She loved her life to much,and she had so much left to see,so much left to do and so much she was responible for. It would be truly stupid to wish for death,after all if she died who would take her place. No,wishing for death would be a downright mouse-brained thing to do. Ravenstar shook her head and snorted,mentally scolding herself for even thinking of such a thing. She then took one last look up at the sky and hoped that she was making her family proud at least. With that last thought she turned away from the stars and padded quietly to her den. She curled up in her nest and slowly went to sleep.
Secret Word: eaten by Kitty
Made bah me
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