Post by dream on Jul 27, 2007 18:07:22 GMT -5
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Name: Dreamingcloud
Age:24 moons
Gender:She-cat
Clan:Shadeclan
Rank: Deputy
Description:Dreamingcloud is a pure white Main Coon that has a grey tail and a few speckles of silver in between her ears. Her pelt is extremely soft and fluffy, but her claws are as sharp as cactus needles. They can shred through the toughest of meats, but she prefers not to use them that often. She has a completely black nose that is moist, but can smell a mouse from almost thirteen yards away. Dreamingcloud has pale green eyes that look as soft as cotton, but she can also send an icy glare that's frightening and can send shivers down a cat's spine. Her sharp teeth can bite through almost anything. She is a lean cat, and is quite flexable. She has quick reflexes, and will claw anyone who touches or even gets near her underbelly in an instant, but she can be quite slow when she's just playing around with kits.
Short Description: White Maine coon with a dull grey tail and silver speckles inbetween her ears.
Personality:Dreamingcloud, like her name, is always day-dreaming, even when she's out hunting. She gets distracted very easily, but can stay focused in an important situation. She is somewhat lazy, but will carry her share of the work in the Clan. This white Main Coon, is very shy none the less. She can never stop stuttering around different Clan members, but once she gets used to them, she is relaxed. Even though she is really shy, she can be very stubborn, and will stand by her opinions no matter what. She has a very short temper, that will go off any time something or someone, gets on her nerves. She loves to be around kits, but is not very interested in getting a mate any time soon. She thinks that spending her time with a Tom is just pointless and just gives her another weakness that could be used against her. Although she is loud on some occasions, she does not think she is the best out of Clan mates. For some reason, Dreamingcloud has a knack of talking to herself. Whether it's on a hunting patrol or whenever she's alone in the Warrior's den. Some of the other cats think that she's a slight bit crazy, but she doesn't mind. But then again, they already thought she was crazy to start with when they entered their first battle. Dreamingstar was frozen in place at the first sight of blood. She almost ran back to camp squealing, but it had to take all her strength not to. A warrior that couldn't stand blood? Why is she a warrior then? Those were the thoughts that ran through her Clan mates minds after the battle ended. Besides the fact of being scared of the slimy red liquid, she is quite fearless.
History:The fluffy she-cat warrior has been Clanborn all her life. She was raised up by her mother and father, MorningBreeze and Cricketstorm. They were raised in Windclan as well. Dreamingcloud has kin, one of them is Angelwing and the other one is f*gileheart, being the only tom. When she was still a kit, Dreamingkit always loved to play around and chase after random things, such as a small caterpillar. She loved to chase after them, but on most occasions, she'd accidently squish em.[ xD ] Once it was time for her to become an apperentice, she was so excited. She had been waiting for this moment for six moons and finally it was her time to shine. Dreamingpaw's mentor was RainingStorm, a silver tabby with dark blue eyes. He was a little demanding over her, but she always came through for him in training. She was a fast learner, and her mentor sometimes gave her a small complement. Her training was rough, but she never complained, except for when she thought what she had to do was unreasonable. After six moons of hard work and pure sweat, she finally made it to becoming a proud warrior.
Role Playing Example:Dreamingcloud yawned lazily and opened her light green eyes slowly. It had been a long day and she thought she deserved a nap. I wonder where everyone is.. she thought. As far as she could see, there were only a few cats lingering near the fresh-kill pile. " Hm.. " she wondered aloud. " There's barely anyone in the camp.. " Suddenly, her eyes widened slightly. " The Gathering! " she exclaimed to herself. The warrior sighed inwardly. Not going again this moon, I see.. Dreamingcloud hadn't been to a Gathering in at least three moons already. " Oh well.. " she murmured. " There's always the next moon to come.. " DreamingCloud took another look around the camp, then turned her gaze upwards toward the full moon. If only I could go for once.. That'd be wonderful.. But then again, staying here is peaceful. She gave an inward sigh and started to pad over towards the fresh-kill pile to get something to please her growling belly.
Crush:N/A
Other: n/a
Name: Dreamingcloud
Age:24 moons
Gender:She-cat
Clan:Shadeclan
Rank: Deputy
Description:Dreamingcloud is a pure white Main Coon that has a grey tail and a few speckles of silver in between her ears. Her pelt is extremely soft and fluffy, but her claws are as sharp as cactus needles. They can shred through the toughest of meats, but she prefers not to use them that often. She has a completely black nose that is moist, but can smell a mouse from almost thirteen yards away. Dreamingcloud has pale green eyes that look as soft as cotton, but she can also send an icy glare that's frightening and can send shivers down a cat's spine. Her sharp teeth can bite through almost anything. She is a lean cat, and is quite flexable. She has quick reflexes, and will claw anyone who touches or even gets near her underbelly in an instant, but she can be quite slow when she's just playing around with kits.
Short Description: White Maine coon with a dull grey tail and silver speckles inbetween her ears.
Personality:Dreamingcloud, like her name, is always day-dreaming, even when she's out hunting. She gets distracted very easily, but can stay focused in an important situation. She is somewhat lazy, but will carry her share of the work in the Clan. This white Main Coon, is very shy none the less. She can never stop stuttering around different Clan members, but once she gets used to them, she is relaxed. Even though she is really shy, she can be very stubborn, and will stand by her opinions no matter what. She has a very short temper, that will go off any time something or someone, gets on her nerves. She loves to be around kits, but is not very interested in getting a mate any time soon. She thinks that spending her time with a Tom is just pointless and just gives her another weakness that could be used against her. Although she is loud on some occasions, she does not think she is the best out of Clan mates. For some reason, Dreamingcloud has a knack of talking to herself. Whether it's on a hunting patrol or whenever she's alone in the Warrior's den. Some of the other cats think that she's a slight bit crazy, but she doesn't mind. But then again, they already thought she was crazy to start with when they entered their first battle. Dreamingstar was frozen in place at the first sight of blood. She almost ran back to camp squealing, but it had to take all her strength not to. A warrior that couldn't stand blood? Why is she a warrior then? Those were the thoughts that ran through her Clan mates minds after the battle ended. Besides the fact of being scared of the slimy red liquid, she is quite fearless.
History:The fluffy she-cat warrior has been Clanborn all her life. She was raised up by her mother and father, MorningBreeze and Cricketstorm. They were raised in Windclan as well. Dreamingcloud has kin, one of them is Angelwing and the other one is f*gileheart, being the only tom. When she was still a kit, Dreamingkit always loved to play around and chase after random things, such as a small caterpillar. She loved to chase after them, but on most occasions, she'd accidently squish em.[ xD ] Once it was time for her to become an apperentice, she was so excited. She had been waiting for this moment for six moons and finally it was her time to shine. Dreamingpaw's mentor was RainingStorm, a silver tabby with dark blue eyes. He was a little demanding over her, but she always came through for him in training. She was a fast learner, and her mentor sometimes gave her a small complement. Her training was rough, but she never complained, except for when she thought what she had to do was unreasonable. After six moons of hard work and pure sweat, she finally made it to becoming a proud warrior.
Role Playing Example:Dreamingcloud yawned lazily and opened her light green eyes slowly. It had been a long day and she thought she deserved a nap. I wonder where everyone is.. she thought. As far as she could see, there were only a few cats lingering near the fresh-kill pile. " Hm.. " she wondered aloud. " There's barely anyone in the camp.. " Suddenly, her eyes widened slightly. " The Gathering! " she exclaimed to herself. The warrior sighed inwardly. Not going again this moon, I see.. Dreamingcloud hadn't been to a Gathering in at least three moons already. " Oh well.. " she murmured. " There's always the next moon to come.. " DreamingCloud took another look around the camp, then turned her gaze upwards toward the full moon. If only I could go for once.. That'd be wonderful.. But then again, staying here is peaceful. She gave an inward sigh and started to pad over towards the fresh-kill pile to get something to please her growling belly.
Crush:N/A
Other: n/a
