Post by darkheart on Apr 9, 2008 14:50:47 GMT -5
Name:
Gingerleaf
Age:
23 moons
Clan:
Shadowclan
Gender:
She- cat
Rank:
Warrior
Description:
Gingerleaf has a beautiful red, golden, brown fur pales as it nears her stomach. Even for such a young cat, as she likes to say, she has big paws and is darker than the rest of her body. To accompany her unusually large paws, she has long claws. Some might notice her wonderfully built body, even at such young age. Her nose is big and pink, and her eyes are a golden, brown color.
Personality:
Gingerleaf is the type of cat that will protect herself and her clan first. She has a close bond with her clan members. She is warmer than her brother, but her dark side shows sometimes. Other than her past, she is quite a bright, happy cat. She loves to just talk to cats and loves to twist the things you say. Sometimes she is a little neurotic, and can have more energy than a kit. She forgets things easily but still is a lethal weapon. She refuses to kill something, but still loves to hunt.
History:
Gingerleaf’s history is a little different from her brother’s. When her sister died, Dreadclaw had started acting strangely, so she sent him to Moonpool to sort out his feelings. When he didn’t return, she became worried and searched for him, getting into a lot of trouble. She didn’t find him, so she returned to her clan life, full of grief. A few nights after this, her brother came to her and told her that he left the clans. Overjoyed that he was alive, she ignored the fact that her brother was no longer a Shadowclanner, and attempted to see him. She would do anything for her brother, Dreadclaw, and several bad things could happen if her brother abused this fact.
Rp:
Gingerleaf stalked through the swampy land. A small bird chirped and jumped about on the ground. Sunlight dappled the ground with its golden touch. She momentarily enjoyed its warmth, and then turned her attention to the birds. It pecked a few seeds that lay scattered on the ground. Gingerleaf’s tail lashed back and forth as she bunched her muscles for a lethal spring. She let out a soft hiss and sprang. The bird was quicker and took to the air. Gingerleaf growled and clawed at it, catching its wing. A muffled squawk came from the small bird as its neck was quickly snapped. Gingerleaf picked up her prize and laid it next to a tree. She purred and covered it with some dirt. She pranced off, unaware that she was being watched
Code:
Blood.
Gingerleaf
Age:
23 moons
Clan:
Shadowclan
Gender:
She- cat
Rank:
Warrior
Description:
Gingerleaf has a beautiful red, golden, brown fur pales as it nears her stomach. Even for such a young cat, as she likes to say, she has big paws and is darker than the rest of her body. To accompany her unusually large paws, she has long claws. Some might notice her wonderfully built body, even at such young age. Her nose is big and pink, and her eyes are a golden, brown color.
Personality:
Gingerleaf is the type of cat that will protect herself and her clan first. She has a close bond with her clan members. She is warmer than her brother, but her dark side shows sometimes. Other than her past, she is quite a bright, happy cat. She loves to just talk to cats and loves to twist the things you say. Sometimes she is a little neurotic, and can have more energy than a kit. She forgets things easily but still is a lethal weapon. She refuses to kill something, but still loves to hunt.
History:
Gingerleaf’s history is a little different from her brother’s. When her sister died, Dreadclaw had started acting strangely, so she sent him to Moonpool to sort out his feelings. When he didn’t return, she became worried and searched for him, getting into a lot of trouble. She didn’t find him, so she returned to her clan life, full of grief. A few nights after this, her brother came to her and told her that he left the clans. Overjoyed that he was alive, she ignored the fact that her brother was no longer a Shadowclanner, and attempted to see him. She would do anything for her brother, Dreadclaw, and several bad things could happen if her brother abused this fact.
Rp:
Gingerleaf stalked through the swampy land. A small bird chirped and jumped about on the ground. Sunlight dappled the ground with its golden touch. She momentarily enjoyed its warmth, and then turned her attention to the birds. It pecked a few seeds that lay scattered on the ground. Gingerleaf’s tail lashed back and forth as she bunched her muscles for a lethal spring. She let out a soft hiss and sprang. The bird was quicker and took to the air. Gingerleaf growled and clawed at it, catching its wing. A muffled squawk came from the small bird as its neck was quickly snapped. Gingerleaf picked up her prize and laid it next to a tree. She purred and covered it with some dirt. She pranced off, unaware that she was being watched
Code:
Blood.
