Post by twilightwind on Mar 1, 2008 20:28:52 GMT -5
Name: Twilightwind
Age: 19 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: StormClan
Position: Warrior.
Personality: Twilightwind is a feisty she-cat with a sweet disposition. She is always ready for a challenge and shows respect for every cat older then her in the camp. She was always thought of herself to be very outgoing. Twilightwind was always very flirty and yet subtle around toms. She always has friends and trains on being her best. Twilightwind enjoys being alone once or twice to think about her past, present, and future.
Cat Description: Twilightwind is a brown she-cat with a sleek, slender body. Her coat consists of many brown shades. Her lower body is a light brown and she has a long tail. Her paws are a darker brown and her claws are very sharp. Her neat middle half is a beige color and she is lean and has a good deal of muscle for a she-cat, but it doesn't protrude through her pelt. Her face is the mix of all browns on her. Twilightwind has striking green eyes, which are usually filled with hope and determination.
History:Twilightwind is a half-blood cat. Her parents were apprentices when they met at there first Gathering. Heatherclaw of StormClan and Stormfire of RippleClan. They took there relationship very seriously, and vowed to never tell their daughter of her past. Her future lies in the fate of StarClan for now, but things could happen. As a kit, she lived in the nursery with her mother. She never had another sibling, but she liked it that way. The other kits were great company, but she loved her mother best. Her mother is a loyal StormClan warrior and has always kept Stormfire a secret. The 2 cats have gone their separate ways, but Stormfire has kept his eye on Twilightwind's training by questioning Heatherclaw at Gatherings. Stormfire has vowed to Heatherclaw that finding a new mate is impossible, but Heatherclaw never thought that could be kept.
Role-Playing Example: Twilightwind's striking eyes stayed fixed on the rouge. Hissing voliently, her body twisted to match that of a snake. She lunged at the muscular tom with claws unsheated and eyes blazing. With full power, she lashed at his throat with power and watched him fall dead. Not daring to sheath her claws, bloody claw tracks lead back to the camp.
Age: 19 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: StormClan
Position: Warrior.
Personality: Twilightwind is a feisty she-cat with a sweet disposition. She is always ready for a challenge and shows respect for every cat older then her in the camp. She was always thought of herself to be very outgoing. Twilightwind was always very flirty and yet subtle around toms. She always has friends and trains on being her best. Twilightwind enjoys being alone once or twice to think about her past, present, and future.
Cat Description: Twilightwind is a brown she-cat with a sleek, slender body. Her coat consists of many brown shades. Her lower body is a light brown and she has a long tail. Her paws are a darker brown and her claws are very sharp. Her neat middle half is a beige color and she is lean and has a good deal of muscle for a she-cat, but it doesn't protrude through her pelt. Her face is the mix of all browns on her. Twilightwind has striking green eyes, which are usually filled with hope and determination.
History:Twilightwind is a half-blood cat. Her parents were apprentices when they met at there first Gathering. Heatherclaw of StormClan and Stormfire of RippleClan. They took there relationship very seriously, and vowed to never tell their daughter of her past. Her future lies in the fate of StarClan for now, but things could happen. As a kit, she lived in the nursery with her mother. She never had another sibling, but she liked it that way. The other kits were great company, but she loved her mother best. Her mother is a loyal StormClan warrior and has always kept Stormfire a secret. The 2 cats have gone their separate ways, but Stormfire has kept his eye on Twilightwind's training by questioning Heatherclaw at Gatherings. Stormfire has vowed to Heatherclaw that finding a new mate is impossible, but Heatherclaw never thought that could be kept.
Role-Playing Example: Twilightwind's striking eyes stayed fixed on the rouge. Hissing voliently, her body twisted to match that of a snake. She lunged at the muscular tom with claws unsheated and eyes blazing. With full power, she lashed at his throat with power and watched him fall dead. Not daring to sheath her claws, bloody claw tracks lead back to the camp.