Post by lily on Aug 2, 2005 10:39:18 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]Name:[/glow] Lilystorm
[glow=red,2,300]Clan:[/glow] WindClan
[glow=red,2,300]Position:[/glow] Medicine Cat
[glow=red,2,300]Age:[/glow] 16 moons
[glow=red,2,300]Gender:[/glow] She-cat
[glow=red,2,300]Peltage:[/glow] With glowing, pale green eyes, Lilystorm is the center of attention with toms. Her pelt is a pretty silver that seems to reflect StarClan itself. Jet black rings placed all over her fur, Lilystorm has the best feature in the Clan that toms care about: eternal beauty! She is small.
[glow=red,2,300]Personality:[/glow] Fun. Humorous. Encouraging. Loving. Caring. Forgiving. Smart. Mischievous. Loyal. Bonded.
[glow=red,2,300]IC:[/glow] "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey come under the Highrock for a Clan meeting!" Lilypaw padded forward slowly, her pale green eyes reflecting the darkest of griefs. Her head bowed, Lilypaw sat at the base of the Highrock, her lower lip trembling. "Today our Clan is experiencing a terrible grief - the loss of our beloved medicine cat, Glacierfur. His apprentice, Lilypaw, lives on to see the day, though. As we have no other choice, Lilypaw shall be our new medicine cat," Lilypaw's leader announced. Lilypaw lifted her eyes to the cheering and yowls of giddiness from her Clan, and let a warm smile creep across her face. Her leader spoke once more. "Lilypaw, do you accept this position?" Lilypaw nodded firmly, her paws tingling. "Then from now on, Lilypaw shall now be known as Lilystorm." The newly-named Lilystorm beamed up at her leader happily, then trotted back to her den - her own den.
[glow=red,2,300]Code:[/glow] StarClan's Wrath
[glow=red,2,300]Clan:[/glow] WindClan
[glow=red,2,300]Position:[/glow] Medicine Cat
[glow=red,2,300]Age:[/glow] 16 moons
[glow=red,2,300]Gender:[/glow] She-cat
[glow=red,2,300]Peltage:[/glow] With glowing, pale green eyes, Lilystorm is the center of attention with toms. Her pelt is a pretty silver that seems to reflect StarClan itself. Jet black rings placed all over her fur, Lilystorm has the best feature in the Clan that toms care about: eternal beauty! She is small.
[glow=red,2,300]Personality:[/glow] Fun. Humorous. Encouraging. Loving. Caring. Forgiving. Smart. Mischievous. Loyal. Bonded.
[glow=red,2,300]IC:[/glow] "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey come under the Highrock for a Clan meeting!" Lilypaw padded forward slowly, her pale green eyes reflecting the darkest of griefs. Her head bowed, Lilypaw sat at the base of the Highrock, her lower lip trembling. "Today our Clan is experiencing a terrible grief - the loss of our beloved medicine cat, Glacierfur. His apprentice, Lilypaw, lives on to see the day, though. As we have no other choice, Lilypaw shall be our new medicine cat," Lilypaw's leader announced. Lilypaw lifted her eyes to the cheering and yowls of giddiness from her Clan, and let a warm smile creep across her face. Her leader spoke once more. "Lilypaw, do you accept this position?" Lilypaw nodded firmly, her paws tingling. "Then from now on, Lilypaw shall now be known as Lilystorm." The newly-named Lilystorm beamed up at her leader happily, then trotted back to her den - her own den.
[glow=red,2,300]Code:[/glow] StarClan's Wrath
