Post by Pale on Jun 14, 2007 13:07:59 GMT -5
Name: Oakclaw
Clan: Frostclan
Age: 14 moons
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Tom
Description – Physical: Oakclaw is a russian-blue tom with a darker silver coat who blutches with his outline and preponent dark blue pelt. He has deep and beaming sapphire eyes with frivolous white nimble mottles around them. Oakclaw has a steady body, especialized on hunting and fighting. His paws are fluffed and tufted with a smooth amber tinge darkening at one point it turns to a golden hue which blurs with his fur. Peach flecks color his belly that are hardily visible.
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Description - Personality: Oakclaw is a soft and sympathetic cat, but he covers his real personality with a severe and flinty one. He’s strict and demanding with others, such as apprentices and few-experienced warriors. He’s usually stubborn and a bit coited. But he’s tender and benevolent with small ones, such as kits. He’s willing to listen to other’s opinions and values them grantly, but would rather do things his own way. Despite so, all the cats in Frostclan trust Oakclaw, for he’s a wise and worthy member of the clan.
History: Althought Oakclaw’s roots are clear, his parent’s ubication is unknown. As a kit, Oakkit lived happily with both of them in the Frostclan camp. But his father always had a daring nature, and his mother a proud character. Everyday he fled from the camp to help a gang rogues out in their living. One day his mate followed him. She soon discovered what he was doing. But she never returned to the camp, for she was too ashamed of what her mate had done to face her clanmates again. Oakclaw grew alone, but with the aid of his true friends, he became a warrior.
Rp Example: A gleaming silver moonlight rised in the horizon. Icy mist bounded aimslesly and fell harshly to the shallow grass. Shadows covered the forrest as a feline’s pelt shone like silk. Oakclaw pondered weak and weary back to the Frostclan camp, hearing little quaints of rabbits, mice, and voles. The hunting patrol had just finished. He dreaded for a rest. A sudden Frostclan scent hitted her nose blands at full speed. Oakclaw lifted them in the air to follow it easier. As he walked deeper into the forrest, migled fragrance of lusty ferns departed from tree to another. Then he knew she was getting nearer her cozy camp. Leaves rustled below his paws. Minutes later, Oakclaw was kneeling in the cushy warriors’ nest made of brambles. Giving one last glance at the soothing camp, Oakclaw slackly closed his eyes, and the golden glossy lights that once glew, vanished.
Was Rped by Winterstar
Clan: Frostclan
Age: 14 moons
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Tom
Description – Physical: Oakclaw is a russian-blue tom with a darker silver coat who blutches with his outline and preponent dark blue pelt. He has deep and beaming sapphire eyes with frivolous white nimble mottles around them. Oakclaw has a steady body, especialized on hunting and fighting. His paws are fluffed and tufted with a smooth amber tinge darkening at one point it turns to a golden hue which blurs with his fur. Peach flecks color his belly that are hardily visible.
Picture:
Description - Personality: Oakclaw is a soft and sympathetic cat, but he covers his real personality with a severe and flinty one. He’s strict and demanding with others, such as apprentices and few-experienced warriors. He’s usually stubborn and a bit coited. But he’s tender and benevolent with small ones, such as kits. He’s willing to listen to other’s opinions and values them grantly, but would rather do things his own way. Despite so, all the cats in Frostclan trust Oakclaw, for he’s a wise and worthy member of the clan.
History: Althought Oakclaw’s roots are clear, his parent’s ubication is unknown. As a kit, Oakkit lived happily with both of them in the Frostclan camp. But his father always had a daring nature, and his mother a proud character. Everyday he fled from the camp to help a gang rogues out in their living. One day his mate followed him. She soon discovered what he was doing. But she never returned to the camp, for she was too ashamed of what her mate had done to face her clanmates again. Oakclaw grew alone, but with the aid of his true friends, he became a warrior.
Rp Example: A gleaming silver moonlight rised in the horizon. Icy mist bounded aimslesly and fell harshly to the shallow grass. Shadows covered the forrest as a feline’s pelt shone like silk. Oakclaw pondered weak and weary back to the Frostclan camp, hearing little quaints of rabbits, mice, and voles. The hunting patrol had just finished. He dreaded for a rest. A sudden Frostclan scent hitted her nose blands at full speed. Oakclaw lifted them in the air to follow it easier. As he walked deeper into the forrest, migled fragrance of lusty ferns departed from tree to another. Then he knew she was getting nearer her cozy camp. Leaves rustled below his paws. Minutes later, Oakclaw was kneeling in the cushy warriors’ nest made of brambles. Giving one last glance at the soothing camp, Oakclaw slackly closed his eyes, and the golden glossy lights that once glew, vanished.
Was Rped by Winterstar