Post by Crystalheart on Dec 30, 2007 18:47:32 GMT -5
Name: Crystalheart
Age: 32 Moons
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Nightclan
Physical Description:
Crystalheart is a dark gray (almost black) she-cat with a blue tint that is visible in the moonlight. She has a rounded body that helps her race smoothly through the forest, outwitting any prey with her quick maneuverability.
Her coat is long and sleek; it gleams dark blue and is soft to the touch. Under that beautiful fur hides a flank painted with scars from many battles. Crystal's tail is extremely fluffy and sweeps the ground she walks, making it a hassle to clean.
The most distinctive feature about this young warrior is her eyes. They are clear, crystal-blue, and full of misleading emotions, making her difficult to read.
Personality:
Crystalheart lives up to her name and is a cruel, but loyal, cat. She pities no one and would rather hear a kit shriek in pain than see an apprentice trot with glee. She is very witty and has an arsenal full of sarcastic comments, making it very hard to like her.
This cold queen may have her downfalls, but she is the most honest cat to walk the forest. When Crystalheart pledges to do something, she keeps her word and sticks to it, especially in combat, making battling at her side almost flawless.
Her main weak point is that she is stubborn, even to authority. She won't hold her tongue even when she knows the consequences. It usually gets her into a lot of trouble, but she manages and doesn't regret her actions.
History:
Crystalheart was grown up a rogue with her mother, Shimmer, and her sister, Amber. She traveled with Shimmer until she was 4 moons and Amber died due to an illness. Her mother was being stalked by her mate and in order to keep Crystal safe from him, she ordered her to run off and find a place to live.
Crystal wandered for three days, growing hungry. Fortunately, she ran into a naive Nightclan apprentice. She lied and bargained prey from him. Crystal camped out in a dull thorn bush and continued to live in Nightclan's territory for four moonrises; Until the naive apprentice's mentor went to check on why his apprentice hadn't been catching much prey lately.
The mentor smelled her and dragged her back to camp. Crystal pleaded to the leader and used her lying abilities to coax him into making her into an apprentice.
From then on, she experienced custom clan life, battles, disputes, training, patrolling. And she always kept her rogue ways of lying and winning her way into something.
Role Play Example:
Crystalheart raced through her foggy surroundings, leaving a blur in where she traveled. She heard the squeaks of prey scampering through the dark undergrowth. Crystal targeted where her prey was and ripped up the ground with her sharp claws.
Out came the mouse, it dashed toward a fern. The dark she-cat rushed toward the rodent and sliced it with a flick of the paw. She grinned at the satisfying squeal it made. The mouse's life flushed out and soaked into the forest floor.
Crystalheart picked it up and carried it to her "audience". Several kits stood outside the camp grounds, clearly disobeying the rules. She took no mind and placed the mouse at their paws.
"Eat up."
Other: Nope. ^^
Age: 32 Moons
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Nightclan
Physical Description:
Crystalheart is a dark gray (almost black) she-cat with a blue tint that is visible in the moonlight. She has a rounded body that helps her race smoothly through the forest, outwitting any prey with her quick maneuverability.
Her coat is long and sleek; it gleams dark blue and is soft to the touch. Under that beautiful fur hides a flank painted with scars from many battles. Crystal's tail is extremely fluffy and sweeps the ground she walks, making it a hassle to clean.
The most distinctive feature about this young warrior is her eyes. They are clear, crystal-blue, and full of misleading emotions, making her difficult to read.
Personality:
Crystalheart lives up to her name and is a cruel, but loyal, cat. She pities no one and would rather hear a kit shriek in pain than see an apprentice trot with glee. She is very witty and has an arsenal full of sarcastic comments, making it very hard to like her.
This cold queen may have her downfalls, but she is the most honest cat to walk the forest. When Crystalheart pledges to do something, she keeps her word and sticks to it, especially in combat, making battling at her side almost flawless.
Her main weak point is that she is stubborn, even to authority. She won't hold her tongue even when she knows the consequences. It usually gets her into a lot of trouble, but she manages and doesn't regret her actions.
History:
Crystalheart was grown up a rogue with her mother, Shimmer, and her sister, Amber. She traveled with Shimmer until she was 4 moons and Amber died due to an illness. Her mother was being stalked by her mate and in order to keep Crystal safe from him, she ordered her to run off and find a place to live.
Crystal wandered for three days, growing hungry. Fortunately, she ran into a naive Nightclan apprentice. She lied and bargained prey from him. Crystal camped out in a dull thorn bush and continued to live in Nightclan's territory for four moonrises; Until the naive apprentice's mentor went to check on why his apprentice hadn't been catching much prey lately.
The mentor smelled her and dragged her back to camp. Crystal pleaded to the leader and used her lying abilities to coax him into making her into an apprentice.
From then on, she experienced custom clan life, battles, disputes, training, patrolling. And she always kept her rogue ways of lying and winning her way into something.
Role Play Example:
Crystalheart raced through her foggy surroundings, leaving a blur in where she traveled. She heard the squeaks of prey scampering through the dark undergrowth. Crystal targeted where her prey was and ripped up the ground with her sharp claws.
Out came the mouse, it dashed toward a fern. The dark she-cat rushed toward the rodent and sliced it with a flick of the paw. She grinned at the satisfying squeal it made. The mouse's life flushed out and soaked into the forest floor.
Crystalheart picked it up and carried it to her "audience". Several kits stood outside the camp grounds, clearly disobeying the rules. She took no mind and placed the mouse at their paws.
"Eat up."
Other: Nope. ^^
