Post by Duskstar on Jan 8, 2010 16:52:26 GMT -8
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Name: Windtail
Gender: Tom
Age: 25 moons
Clan: StormClan
Rank: Warrior
Description: His pelt is snow white with flecks of gray all over his fur. His eyes are a frosty blue which he inherited from his mother. Windtail is small for a normal tom, which allows him run fast and fight swiftly. He has long fur and a fluffy tail which is a nightmare when wet. Unfortunately, this happens frequently and he has learned to deal with it.
Personality: Windtail is an honest cat. He always keeps his promise. This tom is not easily swayed. But when angered, He is prepared to fight. His hunting skills are average, because his expertise is fighting. He is compassionate and quite romantic.
History:
He was born into StormClan, with his sister, Raincloud, only knowing his mother. His father died in a battle before he was born, but heard stories of his bravery.
Windtail and Raincloud were made warriors together. Two days later, his mother died unexpectedly. His mother was in a way his hero. She was there for him when he became an apprentice and when he became a warrior. He slipped into a depression, but was soon back to his cheery self. Moons later his sister was viciously attacked by a fox, and died. He mourned the loss of his sister with the rest of his Clan
Roleplay Example:
He could feel the blood pumping through his ears as he raced through StormClan territory. Suddenly he stopped and his ears swiveled to the right. He had arrived at his destination. The bush rustled and then he could see it- a small vole. He lowered his body to the ground and focused his attention on the creature.
It seemed to be searching for something. Food? A friend? Windtail crept closer to the distracted rodent. He unsheltered his claws and then made his move. He sunk his jaws into the prey's body and quickly ended it's life. As it dangled from his jaws, the tom looked up to see the rest of the hunting patrol. He padded over to them and then they started off towards camp.
Secret Word: Please don't smile.
Other:
Name: Windtail
Gender: Tom
Age: 25 moons
Clan: StormClan
Rank: Warrior
Description: His pelt is snow white with flecks of gray all over his fur. His eyes are a frosty blue which he inherited from his mother. Windtail is small for a normal tom, which allows him run fast and fight swiftly. He has long fur and a fluffy tail which is a nightmare when wet. Unfortunately, this happens frequently and he has learned to deal with it.
Personality: Windtail is an honest cat. He always keeps his promise. This tom is not easily swayed. But when angered, He is prepared to fight. His hunting skills are average, because his expertise is fighting. He is compassionate and quite romantic.
History:
He was born into StormClan, with his sister, Raincloud, only knowing his mother. His father died in a battle before he was born, but heard stories of his bravery.
Windtail and Raincloud were made warriors together. Two days later, his mother died unexpectedly. His mother was in a way his hero. She was there for him when he became an apprentice and when he became a warrior. He slipped into a depression, but was soon back to his cheery self. Moons later his sister was viciously attacked by a fox, and died. He mourned the loss of his sister with the rest of his Clan
Roleplay Example:
He could feel the blood pumping through his ears as he raced through StormClan territory. Suddenly he stopped and his ears swiveled to the right. He had arrived at his destination. The bush rustled and then he could see it- a small vole. He lowered his body to the ground and focused his attention on the creature.
It seemed to be searching for something. Food? A friend? Windtail crept closer to the distracted rodent. He unsheltered his claws and then made his move. He sunk his jaws into the prey's body and quickly ended it's life. As it dangled from his jaws, the tom looked up to see the rest of the hunting patrol. He padded over to them and then they started off towards camp.
Secret Word: Please don't smile.
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