Post by Meadowsong on Mar 10, 2008 21:25:32 GMT -5
[glow=green,2,300]Name:[/glow]
Meadowsong
[glow=green,2,300]Clan:[/glow]
RiverClan
[glow=green,2,300]Position:[/glow]
Warrior
[glow=green,2,300]Age:[/glow]
15 moons
[glow=green,2,300]Gender:[/glow]
she-cat
[glow=green,2,300]Peltage:[/glow]
Meadowsong is a light brown tabby she-cat. She has beautiful light blue eyes that shine brightly. She is thin but muscular. She is the normal size of a cat and she has a normal length of a tail. Her tail is slightly pointy and her ears are short compared to other cats. her fur is short and silky with a soft touch to it.
[glow=green,2,300]Picture:[/glow]
none
[glow=green,2,300]Personality:[/glow]
Meadowsong would go with her clan all the way. She would never leave her clan and never fight against it. Meadowsong would stick to the warrior code with her life, she would never go against it. Meadowsong is kind and encouarging to her friends. She would act the same way to her family if not all of them were dead. Meadowsong is kind to others and has a big temper. She loves to play with kits and trys her best not to get mad. She is very good at hunting but not the best. Her temper is quiet good but at times she can get really angry on a small thing. Meadowsong eyes flash in battle, they look like a blue fire. Her teeth shine in the moonlight when she fights and her ears lay back against her head. MEadowsong can take on most cats. She would fight against cats not in her clan as if her life depended on it.
[glow=green,2,300]IC:[/glow]
[gloThe praire wind blew across the grassy moor. A young girl lay in a patch of wild flowers, listening to the wind and the roar of Deer Creek. The little town, named after the beautiful creek, was visible from where the young girl of age 15 lay.
"Bethany, come help load the wagon so we can get to your Pa's building!" Ma yelled from across the moor.
Bethany got up out of the flowers and gently brushed the loose grass off of her pink fawn summer dress. Bethany had light brown hair that usually came undone from her braid and beautiful soft brown eyes.
"Coming Ma!" Bethany cried out. She ran towards the claim shanty, her hair came undone form her braid and streamed wildly behind her. Her face was smiling and her eyes gleaming when she got to the wagon.
w=green,2,300]Code:[/glow]
BLOOD
Meadowsong
[glow=green,2,300]Clan:[/glow]
RiverClan
[glow=green,2,300]Position:[/glow]
Warrior
[glow=green,2,300]Age:[/glow]
15 moons
[glow=green,2,300]Gender:[/glow]
she-cat
[glow=green,2,300]Peltage:[/glow]
Meadowsong is a light brown tabby she-cat. She has beautiful light blue eyes that shine brightly. She is thin but muscular. She is the normal size of a cat and she has a normal length of a tail. Her tail is slightly pointy and her ears are short compared to other cats. her fur is short and silky with a soft touch to it.
[glow=green,2,300]Picture:[/glow]
none
[glow=green,2,300]Personality:[/glow]
Meadowsong would go with her clan all the way. She would never leave her clan and never fight against it. Meadowsong would stick to the warrior code with her life, she would never go against it. Meadowsong is kind and encouarging to her friends. She would act the same way to her family if not all of them were dead. Meadowsong is kind to others and has a big temper. She loves to play with kits and trys her best not to get mad. She is very good at hunting but not the best. Her temper is quiet good but at times she can get really angry on a small thing. Meadowsong eyes flash in battle, they look like a blue fire. Her teeth shine in the moonlight when she fights and her ears lay back against her head. MEadowsong can take on most cats. She would fight against cats not in her clan as if her life depended on it.
[glow=green,2,300]IC:[/glow]
[gloThe praire wind blew across the grassy moor. A young girl lay in a patch of wild flowers, listening to the wind and the roar of Deer Creek. The little town, named after the beautiful creek, was visible from where the young girl of age 15 lay.
"Bethany, come help load the wagon so we can get to your Pa's building!" Ma yelled from across the moor.
Bethany got up out of the flowers and gently brushed the loose grass off of her pink fawn summer dress. Bethany had light brown hair that usually came undone from her braid and beautiful soft brown eyes.
"Coming Ma!" Bethany cried out. She ran towards the claim shanty, her hair came undone form her braid and streamed wildly behind her. Her face was smiling and her eyes gleaming when she got to the wagon.
w=green,2,300]Code:[/glow]
BLOOD
