Post by firey on Jan 12, 2008 20:57:20 GMT -5
Name: Shadowclaw
Age: 13
Rank: warrior
Clan: hailclan
Physical Description: Shadowclaw has a black pelt with gray stripes. It is near impossible to see the gray stripes unless she is in the sunlight. Her paws are gray. She had sea green eyes that make people feel like she is looking into their soul. Her eyes also portray any emotions that she feels strongly at that moment. Shadowclaw is a smaller cat which most people take as a bad thing but to her it is for the better because it gives her more speed and flexibility.
Personality: Shadowclaw is not a shy cat or and anti-social cat. She is mostly a quiet cat. She is impatient at times but at other times she is the patientest cat alive. She has a short temper and can be quick to snap at someone but she also can bite her tonger and swallow her pride when she feels the need to. Few cats are quite like her. She can go from mad to happy in a matter of seconds. She is a fierce fighter and an even loyaler Friend and clanmate. She never backs down from a challenge and always keeps her word.
History:Shadowclaw's parents died protecting the clan from badgers. She was only five moons old when they died. From that moment on she swore to protect her clan with her life. In her apprentice years she learned swiftly and practiced as hard as she could. Most days after training she was exhausted. When she was made a warrior she was purely ecstatic. She has always kept her promise to protect her clan since she was five moons old and plans to keep it until the end of her years.
Role Play Example: Shadowclaw padded between two trees. Her eyes narrowed slightly at the sight of the squirrel she had been tracking for a while. Within seconds of seeing it she darted out and pounced on it. She quickly sunk her teeth into the squirrels neck. She quickly killed it and set it down. Lifting her head up she smelled the air around her. The scent of the leaves on the forest floor filled her senses. Sadly she could smell no more prey anywhere around her and assumed that they were all hiding. She sighed as she picked up the squirrel again and padded back toward the camp.
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Age: 13
Rank: warrior
Clan: hailclan
Physical Description: Shadowclaw has a black pelt with gray stripes. It is near impossible to see the gray stripes unless she is in the sunlight. Her paws are gray. She had sea green eyes that make people feel like she is looking into their soul. Her eyes also portray any emotions that she feels strongly at that moment. Shadowclaw is a smaller cat which most people take as a bad thing but to her it is for the better because it gives her more speed and flexibility.
Personality: Shadowclaw is not a shy cat or and anti-social cat. She is mostly a quiet cat. She is impatient at times but at other times she is the patientest cat alive. She has a short temper and can be quick to snap at someone but she also can bite her tonger and swallow her pride when she feels the need to. Few cats are quite like her. She can go from mad to happy in a matter of seconds. She is a fierce fighter and an even loyaler Friend and clanmate. She never backs down from a challenge and always keeps her word.
History:Shadowclaw's parents died protecting the clan from badgers. She was only five moons old when they died. From that moment on she swore to protect her clan with her life. In her apprentice years she learned swiftly and practiced as hard as she could. Most days after training she was exhausted. When she was made a warrior she was purely ecstatic. She has always kept her promise to protect her clan since she was five moons old and plans to keep it until the end of her years.
Role Play Example: Shadowclaw padded between two trees. Her eyes narrowed slightly at the sight of the squirrel she had been tracking for a while. Within seconds of seeing it she darted out and pounced on it. She quickly sunk her teeth into the squirrels neck. She quickly killed it and set it down. Lifting her head up she smelled the air around her. The scent of the leaves on the forest floor filled her senses. Sadly she could smell no more prey anywhere around her and assumed that they were all hiding. She sighed as she picked up the squirrel again and padded back toward the camp.
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