Post by Fawnheart on Jan 2, 2008 11:42:53 GMT -5
{Name}Fawnheart
{Rank}Deputy
{Clan}Riverclan
{Age}17moons
{Gender}She-Cat
{Personality}Fawnheart is a very quite cat. She doesn't like any unnecessary fighting or battles, but she'll do whatever she can to protect her clan. Fawnheart has some patience for other cats, she is calm, and she sometimes speaks before she thinks. She can sometimes be quick tempered but not usually. She is also very loyal to her clan. She also has a very nasty temper only if you provoke her though.
{Appearance}Fawnheart is a beautiful sandy colored she-cat, with two white paws her front right paw and her back left paw. Her muzzle is white along with her chest, the tip of her ears are white and she has two white stripes going down her eyes. If there is any sand any where and you are fighting her be careful, you never know where she might be hiding. She has beautiful ice blue eyes, and unlike most cats she isn't blind. She has long legs and short sleek fur.
{History}When Fawnheart was born she was born with ice blue eyes. Her clan believed she was blind, though she wasn't. She always worked hard too prove herself that she wasn't weak and helpless like some cats thought of her. In every battle that she was in she had fought that of Lionclan against Bloodclan. Though she had seen most of her friends fall in battle and not rise, along with her family. She had too get past that grief and try too move on. But the death of her friend Shadowheart she has always and still does blame herself for his death. She always kept telling herself, that if she hadn't been pinned to the ground so easily then Shadowheart my still be alive.
{Rp example} (This is a battle that she's in)
Fawnheart spun around just in time too see a tom twice her size leap at her. She hit the ground with a thud, all of the air vanishing from her lungs. She gasped for air, she soon saw her friend Shadowheart leap at the tom and pull him off of her. She watched in horror as the tom locked his jaws in her friends throat. With a yowl of rage she lept at the tom aiming her blow somewhere close to the throat. Fawnheart felt the tom realease her friend. She hissed at the tom, they both lunged at each other. This time when she aimed her death blow to the throat she hit her mark and the tom fell and did not rise. As Fawnheart watched she realized that these cats meant too kill. Fawnheart looked back at her friend Shadowheart, she padded over too him and put her nose in his pelt. She could feel is breathing getting slower until had finally stopped, "May Starclan light your path my dear friend." She whispered too him. Then with that she turned back into the fight, she watched as Dreamstar was pinned to the ground, she lept at the cat holding her down, the cat let out a yelp of surprise. As she raked her claws down his shoulders. In return the tom raked his claws down her back, shoulder, and muzzle. She let out a yelp of pain, she aimed her death blow and she hit her mark. Once the battle was over she padded back toward her friend Shadowheart and laid there, next to her friend, as he joined the ranks of Starclan. "If I hadn't been pinned down so easily maybe you would still be alive, Shadowheart." Fawnheart mewed sadly to her friend and put her nose back into his pelt for one last time before she got up and padded back into camp.
{Rank}Deputy
{Clan}Riverclan
{Age}17moons
{Gender}She-Cat
{Personality}Fawnheart is a very quite cat. She doesn't like any unnecessary fighting or battles, but she'll do whatever she can to protect her clan. Fawnheart has some patience for other cats, she is calm, and she sometimes speaks before she thinks. She can sometimes be quick tempered but not usually. She is also very loyal to her clan. She also has a very nasty temper only if you provoke her though.
{Appearance}Fawnheart is a beautiful sandy colored she-cat, with two white paws her front right paw and her back left paw. Her muzzle is white along with her chest, the tip of her ears are white and she has two white stripes going down her eyes. If there is any sand any where and you are fighting her be careful, you never know where she might be hiding. She has beautiful ice blue eyes, and unlike most cats she isn't blind. She has long legs and short sleek fur.
{History}When Fawnheart was born she was born with ice blue eyes. Her clan believed she was blind, though she wasn't. She always worked hard too prove herself that she wasn't weak and helpless like some cats thought of her. In every battle that she was in she had fought that of Lionclan against Bloodclan. Though she had seen most of her friends fall in battle and not rise, along with her family. She had too get past that grief and try too move on. But the death of her friend Shadowheart she has always and still does blame herself for his death. She always kept telling herself, that if she hadn't been pinned to the ground so easily then Shadowheart my still be alive.
{Rp example} (This is a battle that she's in)
Fawnheart spun around just in time too see a tom twice her size leap at her. She hit the ground with a thud, all of the air vanishing from her lungs. She gasped for air, she soon saw her friend Shadowheart leap at the tom and pull him off of her. She watched in horror as the tom locked his jaws in her friends throat. With a yowl of rage she lept at the tom aiming her blow somewhere close to the throat. Fawnheart felt the tom realease her friend. She hissed at the tom, they both lunged at each other. This time when she aimed her death blow to the throat she hit her mark and the tom fell and did not rise. As Fawnheart watched she realized that these cats meant too kill. Fawnheart looked back at her friend Shadowheart, she padded over too him and put her nose in his pelt. She could feel is breathing getting slower until had finally stopped, "May Starclan light your path my dear friend." She whispered too him. Then with that she turned back into the fight, she watched as Dreamstar was pinned to the ground, she lept at the cat holding her down, the cat let out a yelp of surprise. As she raked her claws down his shoulders. In return the tom raked his claws down her back, shoulder, and muzzle. She let out a yelp of pain, she aimed her death blow and she hit her mark. Once the battle was over she padded back toward her friend Shadowheart and laid there, next to her friend, as he joined the ranks of Starclan. "If I hadn't been pinned down so easily maybe you would still be alive, Shadowheart." Fawnheart mewed sadly to her friend and put her nose back into his pelt for one last time before she got up and padded back into camp.
