Post by {sweetly bro.ken} Hollyleaf on Apr 4, 2007 19:17:17 GMT -5
Cat's Name: Snowkit
Gender: Tom
Age: 6 moons
Rank: Kit, ready to be an apprentice
Clan: RiverClan
Personality: Snowkit was once described as being "in: telligent, quisitive, trepid, genious, and flammable." He's certainly intelligent, inquisitive and intrepid, and some of his ideas are ingenious, but as for being inflammable... the world will (hopefully) never know. Questioning and learning has been his best skill. He hopes to be a great warrior someday, and the intelligence he has already will probably carry him there.
Appearance: As a sleek white cat with blue eyes, Snowkit has a striking appearance. Unfortunately, he is deaf, and communicates by way of a tail-gesture language that much of the Clan worked together to perfect.
History: Snowkit has only hazy memories of being very young. What he does recall, however, is frightening: a feeling of the other kits trying to communicate with him in a way that he didn't understand. His mother was very protective, but when the Clan's medicine cat- who he remembered as a dark gray she-cat with a twisted leg- revealed that he was deaf, she tried to teach him to hunt. Being a very young kit, he didn't care to pay attention, much to her dismay. One day, while he was playing, the other cats left the clearing without his notice. Being deaf, he didn't hear their yowls of warning- didn't notice anything until it was too late. He was picked up by a hawk and carried farther than he had ever been. Over a strip of water, he had an idea and managed to twist just far enough around to bite the hawk's talon off. It dropped him, and the wet strip of the river carried him to the RiverClan camp, before changing its direction back to the way it had gone before. He was only the first cat who smelled like yet not like LightningClan. Whatever he started out as, he is now a deaf apprentice of RiverClan.
Example of Roleplay: Snowkit bounced out of the den with the other kits. What are we going to do today? he signaled with his tail. Unfortunately, it was Hollyleaf who answered. "You're going to clean up the mess you made in my den last night," she mewed while gesturing the answer. Do we have to? asked Snowkit pleadingly. It wasn't me who went in to attack your herbs! Hollyleaf fixed him with a hard stare. "If you knew about it when your friends were playing fight-the-leaf, you have to go clean it up! Anyway, it'll be good practice for when you're apprentices." At that, he scrambled eagerly toward the den. Race you there! he signaled, already running.
Other: My second character!
Gender: Tom
Age: 6 moons
Rank: Kit, ready to be an apprentice
Clan: RiverClan
Personality: Snowkit was once described as being "in: telligent, quisitive, trepid, genious, and flammable." He's certainly intelligent, inquisitive and intrepid, and some of his ideas are ingenious, but as for being inflammable... the world will (hopefully) never know. Questioning and learning has been his best skill. He hopes to be a great warrior someday, and the intelligence he has already will probably carry him there.
Appearance: As a sleek white cat with blue eyes, Snowkit has a striking appearance. Unfortunately, he is deaf, and communicates by way of a tail-gesture language that much of the Clan worked together to perfect.
History: Snowkit has only hazy memories of being very young. What he does recall, however, is frightening: a feeling of the other kits trying to communicate with him in a way that he didn't understand. His mother was very protective, but when the Clan's medicine cat- who he remembered as a dark gray she-cat with a twisted leg- revealed that he was deaf, she tried to teach him to hunt. Being a very young kit, he didn't care to pay attention, much to her dismay. One day, while he was playing, the other cats left the clearing without his notice. Being deaf, he didn't hear their yowls of warning- didn't notice anything until it was too late. He was picked up by a hawk and carried farther than he had ever been. Over a strip of water, he had an idea and managed to twist just far enough around to bite the hawk's talon off. It dropped him, and the wet strip of the river carried him to the RiverClan camp, before changing its direction back to the way it had gone before. He was only the first cat who smelled like yet not like LightningClan. Whatever he started out as, he is now a deaf apprentice of RiverClan.
Example of Roleplay: Snowkit bounced out of the den with the other kits. What are we going to do today? he signaled with his tail. Unfortunately, it was Hollyleaf who answered. "You're going to clean up the mess you made in my den last night," she mewed while gesturing the answer. Do we have to? asked Snowkit pleadingly. It wasn't me who went in to attack your herbs! Hollyleaf fixed him with a hard stare. "If you knew about it when your friends were playing fight-the-leaf, you have to go clean it up! Anyway, it'll be good practice for when you're apprentices." At that, he scrambled eagerly toward the den. Race you there! he signaled, already running.
Other: My second character!
