Post by Nightpaw on Aug 8, 2007 15:42:11 GMT -5
Name|
Windstar
Gender|
Female
Age|
Almost 60 moons (that's 5 years human)
Clan|
Thornclan
Rank|
Leader
Description|
Her peltage is white with tiny gray dapples all over her back, the back of her head, and down her tail. The dapples look kind of like pepper. Her eyes are a green-grayish colour, and she is very slim. She creeps around almost like silent a slinky.
Personality|
Whitewind is calm and assertive, though can get angry sometimes if cats directly disobey her orders. She has a certain presence that compels cats to respect her, and her descisions are always selfless and put the clan first. She isn't the strongest and most muscular fighter, but she's quick and smart and a good warrior in battle.
History|
Whitewind's mother was from Thornclan, but her father was from Streamclan. Her mother, Freestripe, had them in the Thornclan nursery, and no one knew who the father was until Freestripe finally admitted to having mated with Sharpfang from Streamclan.
Both clans claimed the kits to be theirs, so finally they agreed that once the kits themselves were old enough, they would choose for themselves.
Whitestar (who was Whitepaw at the time) chose Thornclan, but her brother Redwhisker chose Streamclan. They meet now only at gatherings, but still have the same affection for eachother as any syblings.
Whitestar has always been competing for respect from her clanmates, but it hasn't been as hard for her as it has been for Redwhisker.
Extras|
CLICKY FOR PICKY! ... This is exactly how Windstar looks, except not as scared-looking and she's skinnier.
RP Example|
Whitestar padded into the large clearing of threetrees with her chosen clanmates behind her. With experienced grace, she leaped up onto the rock in the middle and took her place beside Palestar, the only other Leader yet to arrive. She blinked and flicked her tail in greeting, and Palestar nodded in silent acknowledgement.
Below her, the two clans were muddled together, some in groups or some in pairs. The scent of Frostclan and Thornclan mixed together entered her nostrils and, despite the cold scent of Frostclan and the sharp scent of Thornclan, the new smell was quite warm and friendly. Whitestar smiled and curled her pepper-white tail around her small white paws.
Codeword|
Secret
Windstar
Gender|
Female
Age|
Almost 60 moons (that's 5 years human)
Clan|
Thornclan
Rank|
Leader
Description|
Her peltage is white with tiny gray dapples all over her back, the back of her head, and down her tail. The dapples look kind of like pepper. Her eyes are a green-grayish colour, and she is very slim. She creeps around almost like silent a slinky.
Personality|
Whitewind is calm and assertive, though can get angry sometimes if cats directly disobey her orders. She has a certain presence that compels cats to respect her, and her descisions are always selfless and put the clan first. She isn't the strongest and most muscular fighter, but she's quick and smart and a good warrior in battle.
History|
Whitewind's mother was from Thornclan, but her father was from Streamclan. Her mother, Freestripe, had them in the Thornclan nursery, and no one knew who the father was until Freestripe finally admitted to having mated with Sharpfang from Streamclan.
Both clans claimed the kits to be theirs, so finally they agreed that once the kits themselves were old enough, they would choose for themselves.
Whitestar (who was Whitepaw at the time) chose Thornclan, but her brother Redwhisker chose Streamclan. They meet now only at gatherings, but still have the same affection for eachother as any syblings.
Whitestar has always been competing for respect from her clanmates, but it hasn't been as hard for her as it has been for Redwhisker.
Extras|
CLICKY FOR PICKY! ... This is exactly how Windstar looks, except not as scared-looking and she's skinnier.
RP Example|
Whitestar padded into the large clearing of threetrees with her chosen clanmates behind her. With experienced grace, she leaped up onto the rock in the middle and took her place beside Palestar, the only other Leader yet to arrive. She blinked and flicked her tail in greeting, and Palestar nodded in silent acknowledgement.
Below her, the two clans were muddled together, some in groups or some in pairs. The scent of Frostclan and Thornclan mixed together entered her nostrils and, despite the cold scent of Frostclan and the sharp scent of Thornclan, the new smell was quite warm and friendly. Whitestar smiled and curled her pepper-white tail around her small white paws.
Codeword|
Secret