Post by Whiterain on Jan 31, 2008 21:26:15 GMT -5
Name: WhiteRain
Age: 26 moons
Rank: Warrior
Clan: NightClan
Physical Description: Whiterain is a flame-point siamese. She is mostly white with a tint of peach. She has dark peach-orange markings on her ears, face, and tail. She has a raindrop shaped scar on her left ear. She has pale blue eyes, and an extremely long tail which she often keeps curled in the air. She is slightly large for a she-cat. She has extremely long legs and large paws. Whiterain is polydactyl, with six toes on her front paws and seven toes on her back paws.
Personality: Whiterain is usually very kind and gentle. She can have an extremely bad temper when pushed. Just don't get on her bad side, ever. She can hold some of the longest grudges. She is brave, maybe a little too brave. She is always ready to jump in the middle of a fight and put any of her clanmates lives before her own. Whenever there is something that no cat wants to do, or everyone is too afraid try, she will step up and do it. As a kit, apprentice, and now especially as a warrior, she loves taking risks and doing near-impossible things. With that, she can also be quite the troublemaker.
History: Twenty-six moons ago, Whiterain was born to Bailey, a kittypet, and Jasmine, a loner. When Jasmine was two weeks pregnant with Whiterain and her siblings, Bailey's two-leg family moved away, forcing the happy couple to seperate forever. The week before she gave birth to her kits, Jasmine became very ill with whitecough. She made her way to the NightClan's territory, though she did not know that is what it was. Luckily, she wandered across the path of a very nice NightClan warrior who allowed her in. Within an hour of kitting, Jasmine died. Whiterain was Jasmine's only surviving kit. Her other two kits, Applekit and Stormkit died when she did. Whiterain grew up to be a warrior of NightClan. During a battle, while she was still an apprentice, Whiterain got a raindrop shaped scar on her left ear, earning her the name Whiterain.
Role Play Example:
Whiterain stalked through the trees. She was out hunting for fresh-kill. She parted her jaws, checking the air. She picked up a scent. Rabbit. A little ways up, on her right. She moved forward silently. There it was, under a bush straight ahead. She dropped into hunting crouch, her white underbelly touching the ground. She waggled her haunches, getting ready to pounce. It hopped out from under the bush, nibbling on the grass. She pushed on her hind paws, launching herself forward. She nearly missed it, just getting her front claws latched into the rabbit's back. It attempted to escape. She stretched her next forward and gave it a fatal bite to the neck. She detached her claws from it's back and sheathed them. Whiterain bent down and grabbed the rabbit in her jaws. With the size of the rabbit, she would not be able to carry anything else. She turned toward the way back to camp and began walking.
Age: 26 moons
Rank: Warrior
Clan: NightClan
Physical Description: Whiterain is a flame-point siamese. She is mostly white with a tint of peach. She has dark peach-orange markings on her ears, face, and tail. She has a raindrop shaped scar on her left ear. She has pale blue eyes, and an extremely long tail which she often keeps curled in the air. She is slightly large for a she-cat. She has extremely long legs and large paws. Whiterain is polydactyl, with six toes on her front paws and seven toes on her back paws.
Personality: Whiterain is usually very kind and gentle. She can have an extremely bad temper when pushed. Just don't get on her bad side, ever. She can hold some of the longest grudges. She is brave, maybe a little too brave. She is always ready to jump in the middle of a fight and put any of her clanmates lives before her own. Whenever there is something that no cat wants to do, or everyone is too afraid try, she will step up and do it. As a kit, apprentice, and now especially as a warrior, she loves taking risks and doing near-impossible things. With that, she can also be quite the troublemaker.
History: Twenty-six moons ago, Whiterain was born to Bailey, a kittypet, and Jasmine, a loner. When Jasmine was two weeks pregnant with Whiterain and her siblings, Bailey's two-leg family moved away, forcing the happy couple to seperate forever. The week before she gave birth to her kits, Jasmine became very ill with whitecough. She made her way to the NightClan's territory, though she did not know that is what it was. Luckily, she wandered across the path of a very nice NightClan warrior who allowed her in. Within an hour of kitting, Jasmine died. Whiterain was Jasmine's only surviving kit. Her other two kits, Applekit and Stormkit died when she did. Whiterain grew up to be a warrior of NightClan. During a battle, while she was still an apprentice, Whiterain got a raindrop shaped scar on her left ear, earning her the name Whiterain.
Role Play Example:
Whiterain stalked through the trees. She was out hunting for fresh-kill. She parted her jaws, checking the air. She picked up a scent. Rabbit. A little ways up, on her right. She moved forward silently. There it was, under a bush straight ahead. She dropped into hunting crouch, her white underbelly touching the ground. She waggled her haunches, getting ready to pounce. It hopped out from under the bush, nibbling on the grass. She pushed on her hind paws, launching herself forward. She nearly missed it, just getting her front claws latched into the rabbit's back. It attempted to escape. She stretched her next forward and gave it a fatal bite to the neck. She detached her claws from it's back and sheathed them. Whiterain bent down and grabbed the rabbit in her jaws. With the size of the rabbit, she would not be able to carry anything else. She turned toward the way back to camp and began walking.
