Post by Leopardstorm on Jan 4, 2009 17:05:33 GMT -5
The person who played Sorrelthorn is no longer on here, right? That would make Stringpaw have to step up and be the Med. Cat, meaning The apprentice slot would be open? If not, then just ignore this and I'll delete it.
Name: Glacierpaw
Desired Future Med. Cat Name: Glaciercloud
Gender: she-cat
Rank: Med. Cat Apprentice
Age: 13 moons
Clan: Old ShadowClan
Description: Glacierpaw is sleek during most of the seasons. She is silver with black stripes covering her torso and a very bushy tail. She also has green eyes and a white underbelly that gleams when in the dark.
Personality: Glacierpaw is a cat of many words. She's very friendly when it comes to other cats, even those who don't seem to like her at all. From the first time she'd ever heard of it, Glacierpaw has always set her paws to the way of StarClan. She is very devoted to her warrior ancestors and would always put their wishes before her clan, no matter how hard or trivial the cost. She's was very happy with her life and role, and is usually always optimistic about things. On the outside is mostly a shell of happiness. On the inside, she aches for what her Clan has become and wants to help it the best she can. She is uncomfortable with having to reside in another Clan, and could almost blame herself for being run out. She isn't stuck up, or up tight, or even selfish. But she's very intellectual, and believes the future is shaped by anything she does, from the twitch of a whisker to what prey she chooses to eat, and is very careful about every choice.
Pic:
IC Example: Running. That's what she was doing. Why?
Glacierpaw slid to a halt, her fur standing on end in what she believed was fright. Why?. She shivered self-consciously and turned around. There was darkness covering everywhere she looked. Nothing to see. Nothing to be running away from? She took a cautious step foreword then yowled when she found nothing under her feet.
- - -
Glacierpaw opened her eyes to sun streaming in from the trees. "Just a dream," she sighed in relief and stood. Shaking the moss from her pelt, she stepped out into a clear patch. Her pelt shined like silver in the light and warmed her. She almost relaxed into paradise before she realized that this was ThunderClan, not the beloved ShadowClan camp she'd grown up in. It was too bright, that was mostly the wrong part. She held her gaze up toward the trees and gasped, the dream she'd just had flashing before her eyes. She didn't think this was a sign from StarClan, just probably something she'd ate. She shook her pelt to free off the lock of disturbia, then thought of the chores needed among the Clan. She squared her shoulders and faced the day with dug up courage.
Code: Mistletoe
Name: Glacierpaw
Desired Future Med. Cat Name: Glaciercloud
Gender: she-cat
Rank: Med. Cat Apprentice
Age: 13 moons
Clan: Old ShadowClan
Description: Glacierpaw is sleek during most of the seasons. She is silver with black stripes covering her torso and a very bushy tail. She also has green eyes and a white underbelly that gleams when in the dark.
Personality: Glacierpaw is a cat of many words. She's very friendly when it comes to other cats, even those who don't seem to like her at all. From the first time she'd ever heard of it, Glacierpaw has always set her paws to the way of StarClan. She is very devoted to her warrior ancestors and would always put their wishes before her clan, no matter how hard or trivial the cost. She's was very happy with her life and role, and is usually always optimistic about things. On the outside is mostly a shell of happiness. On the inside, she aches for what her Clan has become and wants to help it the best she can. She is uncomfortable with having to reside in another Clan, and could almost blame herself for being run out. She isn't stuck up, or up tight, or even selfish. But she's very intellectual, and believes the future is shaped by anything she does, from the twitch of a whisker to what prey she chooses to eat, and is very careful about every choice.
Pic:
IC Example: Running. That's what she was doing. Why?
Glacierpaw slid to a halt, her fur standing on end in what she believed was fright. Why?. She shivered self-consciously and turned around. There was darkness covering everywhere she looked. Nothing to see. Nothing to be running away from? She took a cautious step foreword then yowled when she found nothing under her feet.
- - -
Glacierpaw opened her eyes to sun streaming in from the trees. "Just a dream," she sighed in relief and stood. Shaking the moss from her pelt, she stepped out into a clear patch. Her pelt shined like silver in the light and warmed her. She almost relaxed into paradise before she realized that this was ThunderClan, not the beloved ShadowClan camp she'd grown up in. It was too bright, that was mostly the wrong part. She held her gaze up toward the trees and gasped, the dream she'd just had flashing before her eyes. She didn't think this was a sign from StarClan, just probably something she'd ate. She shook her pelt to free off the lock of disturbia, then thought of the chores needed among the Clan. She squared her shoulders and faced the day with dug up courage.
Code: Mistletoe
