Post by STREAMY ?! on Aug 21, 2007 9:43:01 GMT -5
Name:
Sparklepaw
Clan:
RiverClan
Position:
Apprentice
Age:
Eight moons
Gender:
she-cat
Peltage:
Her pelt is silvery-gray, and her tail is exceptionally long with a dark gray tip. Her eyes are wide and a deep, shining amber. If one looks deep enough, waves of gold ripple and amongst them are dark brown flecks that are seen only in the light. Sparklepaw's paws are dark gray and so are the tips of her ears.
Picture:
*Optional*
Personality:
Sparklepaw is calm and pretty much silent. She loves being alone, but feels uneasy around others. (But if she gets a good mentor, who knows what will happen...=)...) She has a particularly strong dislike for bullies and rude or arrogant cats.
IC:
Deep golden eyes looked up at the lonely, forlorn moon, the latter dotted with craters of all sizes. The eyes wandered the bright stars until they fell upon an unusually bright twinkle. The star seemed to fade and reappear slowly. The eyes stared, transfixed, for a while, until a pink nose smelled the scent of a small brown animal, otherwise known as food. Light paws stepped as a silvery stomach barely brushed the ground. Then, a small noise as the cat pounced, the death blow hitting the poor mouse in the back of the skull. The apprentice, fresh-kill in her jaws, clenched in her sharp white teeth, turned around and headed for camp, small paws lightly pattering the sandy riverbank as Sparklepaw broke into a run.
Code:
Blood
Sparklepaw
Clan:
RiverClan
Position:
Apprentice
Age:
Eight moons
Gender:
she-cat
Peltage:
Her pelt is silvery-gray, and her tail is exceptionally long with a dark gray tip. Her eyes are wide and a deep, shining amber. If one looks deep enough, waves of gold ripple and amongst them are dark brown flecks that are seen only in the light. Sparklepaw's paws are dark gray and so are the tips of her ears.
Picture:
*Optional*
Personality:
Sparklepaw is calm and pretty much silent. She loves being alone, but feels uneasy around others. (But if she gets a good mentor, who knows what will happen...=)...) She has a particularly strong dislike for bullies and rude or arrogant cats.
IC:
Deep golden eyes looked up at the lonely, forlorn moon, the latter dotted with craters of all sizes. The eyes wandered the bright stars until they fell upon an unusually bright twinkle. The star seemed to fade and reappear slowly. The eyes stared, transfixed, for a while, until a pink nose smelled the scent of a small brown animal, otherwise known as food. Light paws stepped as a silvery stomach barely brushed the ground. Then, a small noise as the cat pounced, the death blow hitting the poor mouse in the back of the skull. The apprentice, fresh-kill in her jaws, clenched in her sharp white teeth, turned around and headed for camp, small paws lightly pattering the sandy riverbank as Sparklepaw broke into a run.
Code:
Blood
