Post by windtear on Jul 20, 2010 13:07:09 GMT -5
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{Name} WindTear
{Rank} Warrior
{Clan} Riverclan
{Age} 26 Moons old.
{Gender} She-Cat
{Personality} Windtear is a kind but forceful she-cat who knows how to get her own way amongst others. She is often overlooked by others, and is extremely devoted to the clan. She would protect her clan with her life, and is willing to fight for something she believes in. She has an unusual way of looking at the world; often she will sit under a tree and slip into a daydream, but sometimes these daydreams give her little signs from Starclan. Sadly she often doesn't remember her daydreams, so many signs get missed. She is a skilled hunter who knows how to hook fish from the river with precision, but would sacrifice her share for other clan cats.
{Appearance} Windtear has a very pale, cream coloured coat. It is different to the coat of other cats, for it is short and soft, like silk. She has a dash of ginger on her stomach and in the sun it shines brightly. When she earned her warrior name, she was going to be called Windflame due to the almost glowing, fiery colour of her stomach. She has ginger stripes on her pale ears and long, black whiskers. Her icy blue eyes are cold and seem heartless, but sparkle when she is happy. Wintear is a small, lean cat who doesn't appear to eat enough, but in fact eats a lot. She has a long, thin tail that tapers at the end. Her body is covered in single ginger hairs giving her a sort of speckled appearance.
{History} Windtear had a difficult start as a kit. She was born in the middle of a hailstorm, and two moons later lost her way from her mother in heavy rain. She found an empty rabbit warren and crawled inside. There she stayed for a further twelve moons, hunting voles and field mice who happened to stray her way. But the life she was living didn't satisfy her, and she felt an urgent pull inside her, back to the clans. She watched RiverClan for a couple of moons before returning to them as a warrior's apprentice. She earned her warrior name, but was separated from the clan once more in a fierce battle. She wandered around watching, waiting for them, for thirteen moons... Now she has returned once more...
{RP Example} Windtear flew across the stream, scattering pebbles as she ran. Her fellow warrior, Seafang, a dark pelted tom cat, lifted his head and smirked at her.
"Running from ghosts again?" He grinned, a little mockingly.
Windtear shook her head, returning to sit beside him. She sighed and lifted a silky cream paw, beginning to lick it.
"I don't know", she muttered, "This time the dream seemed really real. I saw Frostwhisper this time, appearing to me with a message, but I can't... I can't seem to remember what the message was." She looked at Seafang with piercing eyes, ears flattened a little to show him she wasn't in the mood to mess around. Then her eyes glazed over, and she slid to the ground, twitching. Her mouth opened, and she began to speak in a low, rattling voice, murmuring to herself.
"It is coming... Two... Twoleg storm is coming..."
Now Seafang knew something was wrong...
.{Name} WindTear
{Rank} Warrior
{Clan} Riverclan
{Age} 26 Moons old.
{Gender} She-Cat
{Personality} Windtear is a kind but forceful she-cat who knows how to get her own way amongst others. She is often overlooked by others, and is extremely devoted to the clan. She would protect her clan with her life, and is willing to fight for something she believes in. She has an unusual way of looking at the world; often she will sit under a tree and slip into a daydream, but sometimes these daydreams give her little signs from Starclan. Sadly she often doesn't remember her daydreams, so many signs get missed. She is a skilled hunter who knows how to hook fish from the river with precision, but would sacrifice her share for other clan cats.
{Appearance} Windtear has a very pale, cream coloured coat. It is different to the coat of other cats, for it is short and soft, like silk. She has a dash of ginger on her stomach and in the sun it shines brightly. When she earned her warrior name, she was going to be called Windflame due to the almost glowing, fiery colour of her stomach. She has ginger stripes on her pale ears and long, black whiskers. Her icy blue eyes are cold and seem heartless, but sparkle when she is happy. Wintear is a small, lean cat who doesn't appear to eat enough, but in fact eats a lot. She has a long, thin tail that tapers at the end. Her body is covered in single ginger hairs giving her a sort of speckled appearance.
{History} Windtear had a difficult start as a kit. She was born in the middle of a hailstorm, and two moons later lost her way from her mother in heavy rain. She found an empty rabbit warren and crawled inside. There she stayed for a further twelve moons, hunting voles and field mice who happened to stray her way. But the life she was living didn't satisfy her, and she felt an urgent pull inside her, back to the clans. She watched RiverClan for a couple of moons before returning to them as a warrior's apprentice. She earned her warrior name, but was separated from the clan once more in a fierce battle. She wandered around watching, waiting for them, for thirteen moons... Now she has returned once more...
{RP Example} Windtear flew across the stream, scattering pebbles as she ran. Her fellow warrior, Seafang, a dark pelted tom cat, lifted his head and smirked at her.
"Running from ghosts again?" He grinned, a little mockingly.
Windtear shook her head, returning to sit beside him. She sighed and lifted a silky cream paw, beginning to lick it.
"I don't know", she muttered, "This time the dream seemed really real. I saw Frostwhisper this time, appearing to me with a message, but I can't... I can't seem to remember what the message was." She looked at Seafang with piercing eyes, ears flattened a little to show him she wasn't in the mood to mess around. Then her eyes glazed over, and she slid to the ground, twitching. Her mouth opened, and she began to speak in a low, rattling voice, murmuring to herself.
"It is coming... Two... Twoleg storm is coming..."
Now Seafang knew something was wrong...