Post by silvercloud on Nov 18, 2007 17:58:07 GMT -5
[glow=green,2,300]Name:[/glow] Silvercloud
[glow=green,2,300]Clan:[/glow] Riverclan
[glow=green,2,300]Position:[/glow] Warrior
[glow=green,2,300]Age:[/glow] 14 moons
[glow=green,2,300]Gender:[/glow] Tom (male)
[glow=green,2,300]Peltage:[/glow] Silver rosetted, spotted tabby Bengal: Short, silver-gray fur, which is very, very soft. He has a beautiful mix of rosetted spots and tabby stripes, and the typical Bengal "mascara" stripes, which are black stripes that extend from the corners of his eyes, to the back of his neck. His rosetted spots are like a jaguar's spots, but they're only on his back and sides; everywhere else, there's symmetrical black tabby stripes. Silverclouds pelt is thick and unusually soft, and gives off the Bengals' famous iridescent glow, as if covered in warm frost.
[glow=green,2,300]Picture:[/glow] www.kingsmarkfarms.com/bengals/wori1001c.jpg
[glow=green,2,300]Personality:[/glow] Gentle and caring, despite his boundless energy, Silvercloud takes pride in being a Clancat. In camp, he has the ability to make friends with virtually anyone because of his lovable, good-humored personality. He believes that rank doesn't matter as much as friendship, or commonsense, so he's always willing to listen to new ideas or suggestions. Silvercloud's also very proactive. Almost everyday, he's by the nursery, playing with the kits, sharing tongues with the elders, helping the medicine cat collect and sort herbs (which he has a good knowlage of (or at least for a warrior)), or volunteering for patrols. In battle however, he's nimble and quick, and very strategic. He's not without faults; he can become very destructive if he gets bored, and unfortunately for his clanmates, gets bored very easily. Sometimes, he wanders around the territory, just to enjoy the sights, sounds, and smells of nature. When on these nature-walks, he stops frequently to smell flowers, watch a line of ants, ponder over an interesting piece of leaf litter, or some other reason only he knows. Unfortunately, this curiosity can sometimes get out of paw, as Silvercloud often finds himself in tight situations, though he usually manages to think his way through it by himself. Silvercloud always likes to be at the center of attention, and is capable of getting quite jealous, while at the same time, being genuinely proud of the other cat's achievement.
[glow=green,2,300]IC:[/glow] Silvercloud was bored. All the kits were too young to play, the patrols were all away, the elders were resting, all the apprentices were busy, and he just finished sorting herbs for the medicine cat. "Well," thought the silver tom, "If there's no one around, this is the perfect opportunity..." Silvercloud let out a little mrrow of laughter, as he pictured what he was about to do. Quietly, he snuck out of the camp, and immediately began searching. For what you might ask? For the most perfect cobwebs he could find. The first one was the best, for it was between two dead bushes, so all he had to do was snap off the twigs its was anchored to. He handled the web painstakingly carefully, carrying the two sticks in his mouth, but by the ends so the web wouldn't stick to itself, and brought it into the camp. Walking over to the warriors' den, Silvercloud wedged one stick on one side of the narrow tunnel, and the other on the other side. Now any warrior who wanted to take a peaceful nap, would get a face-full of web! "But one's not enough." He thought. "One's never enough." So he continued to collect cobwebs all day, until the first patrol arrived back in the camp. The webs were positioned so that they were impossible to see- everything was ready. Silvercloud hid in some reeds by the entrance to the camp, but was positioned so that he had a clear view of the warriors' den. The victim was a senior warrior, one quite familiar with Silvercloud's antics, so Silvercloud had to be quick, mentally and physically if he was going to escape this one relatively unscathed. The warrior entered, and immediately, an ear-splitting yowl came from inside the den. Silvercloud made a mad dash for the exist and ran all the way to the border, laughing hysterically. Now, he was no longer bored.
[glow=green,2,300]Code:[/glow] BLOOD
[glow=green,2,300]Clan:[/glow] Riverclan
[glow=green,2,300]Position:[/glow] Warrior
[glow=green,2,300]Age:[/glow] 14 moons
[glow=green,2,300]Gender:[/glow] Tom (male)
[glow=green,2,300]Peltage:[/glow] Silver rosetted, spotted tabby Bengal: Short, silver-gray fur, which is very, very soft. He has a beautiful mix of rosetted spots and tabby stripes, and the typical Bengal "mascara" stripes, which are black stripes that extend from the corners of his eyes, to the back of his neck. His rosetted spots are like a jaguar's spots, but they're only on his back and sides; everywhere else, there's symmetrical black tabby stripes. Silverclouds pelt is thick and unusually soft, and gives off the Bengals' famous iridescent glow, as if covered in warm frost.
[glow=green,2,300]Picture:[/glow] www.kingsmarkfarms.com/bengals/wori1001c.jpg
[glow=green,2,300]Personality:[/glow] Gentle and caring, despite his boundless energy, Silvercloud takes pride in being a Clancat. In camp, he has the ability to make friends with virtually anyone because of his lovable, good-humored personality. He believes that rank doesn't matter as much as friendship, or commonsense, so he's always willing to listen to new ideas or suggestions. Silvercloud's also very proactive. Almost everyday, he's by the nursery, playing with the kits, sharing tongues with the elders, helping the medicine cat collect and sort herbs (which he has a good knowlage of (or at least for a warrior)), or volunteering for patrols. In battle however, he's nimble and quick, and very strategic. He's not without faults; he can become very destructive if he gets bored, and unfortunately for his clanmates, gets bored very easily. Sometimes, he wanders around the territory, just to enjoy the sights, sounds, and smells of nature. When on these nature-walks, he stops frequently to smell flowers, watch a line of ants, ponder over an interesting piece of leaf litter, or some other reason only he knows. Unfortunately, this curiosity can sometimes get out of paw, as Silvercloud often finds himself in tight situations, though he usually manages to think his way through it by himself. Silvercloud always likes to be at the center of attention, and is capable of getting quite jealous, while at the same time, being genuinely proud of the other cat's achievement.
[glow=green,2,300]IC:[/glow] Silvercloud was bored. All the kits were too young to play, the patrols were all away, the elders were resting, all the apprentices were busy, and he just finished sorting herbs for the medicine cat. "Well," thought the silver tom, "If there's no one around, this is the perfect opportunity..." Silvercloud let out a little mrrow of laughter, as he pictured what he was about to do. Quietly, he snuck out of the camp, and immediately began searching. For what you might ask? For the most perfect cobwebs he could find. The first one was the best, for it was between two dead bushes, so all he had to do was snap off the twigs its was anchored to. He handled the web painstakingly carefully, carrying the two sticks in his mouth, but by the ends so the web wouldn't stick to itself, and brought it into the camp. Walking over to the warriors' den, Silvercloud wedged one stick on one side of the narrow tunnel, and the other on the other side. Now any warrior who wanted to take a peaceful nap, would get a face-full of web! "But one's not enough." He thought. "One's never enough." So he continued to collect cobwebs all day, until the first patrol arrived back in the camp. The webs were positioned so that they were impossible to see- everything was ready. Silvercloud hid in some reeds by the entrance to the camp, but was positioned so that he had a clear view of the warriors' den. The victim was a senior warrior, one quite familiar with Silvercloud's antics, so Silvercloud had to be quick, mentally and physically if he was going to escape this one relatively unscathed. The warrior entered, and immediately, an ear-splitting yowl came from inside the den. Silvercloud made a mad dash for the exist and ran all the way to the border, laughing hysterically. Now, he was no longer bored.
[glow=green,2,300]Code:[/glow] BLOOD
