Post by Sun-x-Set on Jul 28, 2007 8:11:17 GMT -5
Name: Graypaw
Age: 8 moons
Gender: she-cat
Clan: StormClan
Rank: apprentice
Description: Graypaw has short thick smoky gray, almost black fur. Her tail has long, fluffy fur that almost hides her body when she wraps it around her small form. She is small for her age and looks around six moons old. Graypaw has bright icy blue eyes. She has long legs and very narrow shoulders and big paws and jet black claws.
Short Description: Smoky she-cat with icy blue eyes and a fluffy tail.
Personality: The first thing that you need to know about Graypaw is that she hears a voice in her head. She calls the voice Linion (Lyn-E-in). And Linion is basicly her concince. But she is not crazy. Not by a long shot. Graypaw is quick, clever, smart, witty, ironic,funny, logical, and genrally just really fun to be around. She loves to laugh and will sometimes burst out laughing in dead silence when she and Linion are haveing a convorsation. No ther cat can hear Linion, and nocat knows about Linion. Not even her mother, father, brother, or sister.
History: Graypaw was born to Stormpool, the former deputy of StormClan, and Thornpelt, formely Thornstar leader of StormClan. She was the second born in a litter of three. One sister, and One brother. Her siblings and her were just a quarter of a moon old when Thornpelt had his acseident and joined the elders. Graypaw remembers that night when Stormpool got the news. She had stayed perfectly still with her navy eyes unfoucesd for a long time. Seeminly longer than any cat could stay like that. Without blinking, moving, barley breathing. When she finally did move it was a quick, jerking movement towards the entrance to the nursery. She leaned Scarletsong, the young black warrior, who had brought her the news as if she wasnt sure if she could stand. She then bolted out and towards the medicene cats den with the speed of LionClan. Her three kits did not see their mother again for some time, being nursed by the other Queen in the Nursery. Stormpool returned when they were a moon and a half old. All of them were overjoyed to see her. She nursed them and played with them when she wasnt in the elders den which was only once or twice a day. Stormpool groomed them to prefection before there Apprentice ceremony and watched proudly and nervously, and seemingly more than her kits as they were assighned mentors.
Role Playing Example: ---Not---Needed---
Crush: Claypaw (Thats right, Din!)
Codeword:
Other:
Age: 8 moons
Gender: she-cat
Clan: StormClan
Rank: apprentice
Description: Graypaw has short thick smoky gray, almost black fur. Her tail has long, fluffy fur that almost hides her body when she wraps it around her small form. She is small for her age and looks around six moons old. Graypaw has bright icy blue eyes. She has long legs and very narrow shoulders and big paws and jet black claws.
Short Description: Smoky she-cat with icy blue eyes and a fluffy tail.
Personality: The first thing that you need to know about Graypaw is that she hears a voice in her head. She calls the voice Linion (Lyn-E-in). And Linion is basicly her concince. But she is not crazy. Not by a long shot. Graypaw is quick, clever, smart, witty, ironic,funny, logical, and genrally just really fun to be around. She loves to laugh and will sometimes burst out laughing in dead silence when she and Linion are haveing a convorsation. No ther cat can hear Linion, and nocat knows about Linion. Not even her mother, father, brother, or sister.
History: Graypaw was born to Stormpool, the former deputy of StormClan, and Thornpelt, formely Thornstar leader of StormClan. She was the second born in a litter of three. One sister, and One brother. Her siblings and her were just a quarter of a moon old when Thornpelt had his acseident and joined the elders. Graypaw remembers that night when Stormpool got the news. She had stayed perfectly still with her navy eyes unfoucesd for a long time. Seeminly longer than any cat could stay like that. Without blinking, moving, barley breathing. When she finally did move it was a quick, jerking movement towards the entrance to the nursery. She leaned Scarletsong, the young black warrior, who had brought her the news as if she wasnt sure if she could stand. She then bolted out and towards the medicene cats den with the speed of LionClan. Her three kits did not see their mother again for some time, being nursed by the other Queen in the Nursery. Stormpool returned when they were a moon and a half old. All of them were overjoyed to see her. She nursed them and played with them when she wasnt in the elders den which was only once or twice a day. Stormpool groomed them to prefection before there Apprentice ceremony and watched proudly and nervously, and seemingly more than her kits as they were assighned mentors.
Role Playing Example: ---Not---Needed---
Crush: Claypaw (Thats right, Din!)
Codeword:
Other:
