Post by .:Always:. ~*Silverstar*~ on Apr 3, 2007 22:32:10 GMT -5
Cat's Name: Rainstorm
Gender: She-cat
Age: 19 moons
Rank: Warrior
Clan: LightningClan
Personality: If Rainstorm were a Twoleg, she would probably spend a lot of time thinking about a famous speech by Winston Churchill. She lives by the words, unexpressed but so true, "Never give in!" Her stubbornness and loyalty keep her as high as she can go in the Clan's pecking order, but these virtues run deep enough to be a fault with her.
Appearance: She has white fur with strange tints to it, depending on the light, which refuses to get wet until she is fully immersed in water, after which it will refuse to get dry for days afterwards. Her amber eyes tend to stare because of her eye for detail; this is a cat whose body and mind are very much alike. Additionally, her pelt is scarred all over with the souvenirs of many battles in which she would not back down.
History: She was born very, very slowly, resisting when she was forced into the world. Once she was there, however, she was NOT disposed to exit it, as proven in her very first battle. A bulky, experienced warrior thought the small apprentice would be an easy target, only to be proven dramatically wrong. She was staunch enough to start directly in his steamroller-like path, and end up ripping his vulnerable belly into shreds. That was only the first of many moments in which this one cat triumphed by sheer willpower. The rest of her life consisted mostly of those moments, with the occasional peace thrown in for variety.
Example of Roleplay: Rainstorm padded into her Clan leader's den. "Silverstar?" she mewed. Silverstar looked up. "Yes, Rainstorm?" "RiverClan is claiming Sunningrocks. I thought you might want to know that." The leader jumped to her paws in fury and surprise. "Again?" When Rainstorm nodded, she went on. "I will need to find some warriors to go in a fighting force. Could you go ask around?" "Sure. Of course!" She bounded out of the den. This was the moment she'd been waiting for!
Other: My second character!
Gender: She-cat
Age: 19 moons
Rank: Warrior
Clan: LightningClan
Personality: If Rainstorm were a Twoleg, she would probably spend a lot of time thinking about a famous speech by Winston Churchill. She lives by the words, unexpressed but so true, "Never give in!" Her stubbornness and loyalty keep her as high as she can go in the Clan's pecking order, but these virtues run deep enough to be a fault with her.
Appearance: She has white fur with strange tints to it, depending on the light, which refuses to get wet until she is fully immersed in water, after which it will refuse to get dry for days afterwards. Her amber eyes tend to stare because of her eye for detail; this is a cat whose body and mind are very much alike. Additionally, her pelt is scarred all over with the souvenirs of many battles in which she would not back down.
History: She was born very, very slowly, resisting when she was forced into the world. Once she was there, however, she was NOT disposed to exit it, as proven in her very first battle. A bulky, experienced warrior thought the small apprentice would be an easy target, only to be proven dramatically wrong. She was staunch enough to start directly in his steamroller-like path, and end up ripping his vulnerable belly into shreds. That was only the first of many moments in which this one cat triumphed by sheer willpower. The rest of her life consisted mostly of those moments, with the occasional peace thrown in for variety.
Example of Roleplay: Rainstorm padded into her Clan leader's den. "Silverstar?" she mewed. Silverstar looked up. "Yes, Rainstorm?" "RiverClan is claiming Sunningrocks. I thought you might want to know that." The leader jumped to her paws in fury and surprise. "Again?" When Rainstorm nodded, she went on. "I will need to find some warriors to go in a fighting force. Could you go ask around?" "Sure. Of course!" She bounded out of the den. This was the moment she'd been waiting for!
Other: My second character!
