Post by ●♥Cedarclaw♥ on Sept 7, 2008 16:16:05 GMT -5
name xx; Ivysoul
gender xx; She-cat
clan xx; Thunderclan
rank xx; Warrior
description xx; Ivysoul's pelt consists of mainly white, to a light tan. The color increases in darkness as it nears her tail, and large dark rings glide down her tail, ending with a faint black spot. Near her front legs, there are faint light gray and black stripes, etching their way up to her belly. Ivysoul's eyes are a deep, crystal clear blue, showing the meaning of her name. When she gazes at a cat, eye to eye, they feel like her eyes are digging into the depths of their souls.
picture xx; xx;;Ivysoul
personality xx; Ivysoul. Ivysoul can be described in many ways, but, she is mostly known for her patience, and her kindness. Ivysoul's patience can be never ending, and, for some cats, very irritating. Ivysoul never raises her voice, her voice a smooth whisper, but loud, and clear, all at the same time. Ivysoul is more known for her thoughts, rather than her actions, using her mind for bright and sometimes complicated ideas. She has a wide mind full of ideas and she is never reluctant to share them. Her kindness. Her kindness toward all cats, is like a mothers kindness to her newborn kits. Undying, and extremely strong. She fights like a warrior in battle, but in camp, she acts like a completely different cat, acknowledging every cat that passes by, and never lets up the chance to play, or help kits and apprentices.
history xx; Ivysoul is a true born Thunderclan warrior, her mother and father both loyal to the clan. Ivykit was a quiet kit, playfighting when asked, but most of the time, quiet, thoughts of becoming a warrior thick in her head, all of the time. Her short six moons as a kit flew by, and soon later, she was made Ivypaw. The dreaded work of an apprentice didn't bother Ivypaw, she did it with an upbeat attitude, made a few friends, and, eventually was made a warrior. Her name suited the way she looked at people. Ivysoul would tilt her head, and look directly into a cats eyes, seeming to glance directly into their souls. Of course, she did it out of habit, she always tilted her head to the side, a trait of her mother. But her eyes, her blue eyes were so eerie, so..dazzling. She is still a young warrior, and completes her duties with, as always, a positive attitude.
ic xx;(In Character) Ivysoul padded out of the warriors den, a yawn splitting open her maw, showing bright, sharp, teeth. Her blue eyes scanned the almost deserted clearing, trying to find some cat, any cat, to talk to. She sneezed, shaking her head, and irritably rubbed her paw over her maw, as if to make the fuzziness in her eyes go away. "Hello?" the she-cat called out softly, her eyes curious. She sighed, her shoulders tensing, as she lightly trotted out of the camp. The pretty she-cat neared a lone stream near the edge of Thunderclan territory, and looked down. There were a few fish, so she got herself in the right position, and caught one swiftly, killing it with a deep bite. Rarely were fish deposited into the fresh-kill pile, so she smiled to herself, her eyes misty, the world clear around her. She found a shady tree nearby, and let the cool wind ruffle her fur. Leaffall was coming soon, and she shivered, her spine seeming to quiver along with her whiskers and tail. Only time would tell, if the clans would make it through the winter. She closed her eyes drowsily, and soon later, fell into a deep sleep.
When she awoke, she was startled, the sun high in the sky. She shook her head, to clear away the dreams she had had, and got up stiffly, stretching each one of her limbs, slowly. She picked up the fish, now warm in her mouth, and began, at a slow walk, back toward the camp.
codeword xx; Twilight <3
gender xx; She-cat
clan xx; Thunderclan
rank xx; Warrior
description xx; Ivysoul's pelt consists of mainly white, to a light tan. The color increases in darkness as it nears her tail, and large dark rings glide down her tail, ending with a faint black spot. Near her front legs, there are faint light gray and black stripes, etching their way up to her belly. Ivysoul's eyes are a deep, crystal clear blue, showing the meaning of her name. When she gazes at a cat, eye to eye, they feel like her eyes are digging into the depths of their souls.
picture xx; xx;;Ivysoul
personality xx; Ivysoul. Ivysoul can be described in many ways, but, she is mostly known for her patience, and her kindness. Ivysoul's patience can be never ending, and, for some cats, very irritating. Ivysoul never raises her voice, her voice a smooth whisper, but loud, and clear, all at the same time. Ivysoul is more known for her thoughts, rather than her actions, using her mind for bright and sometimes complicated ideas. She has a wide mind full of ideas and she is never reluctant to share them. Her kindness. Her kindness toward all cats, is like a mothers kindness to her newborn kits. Undying, and extremely strong. She fights like a warrior in battle, but in camp, she acts like a completely different cat, acknowledging every cat that passes by, and never lets up the chance to play, or help kits and apprentices.
history xx; Ivysoul is a true born Thunderclan warrior, her mother and father both loyal to the clan. Ivykit was a quiet kit, playfighting when asked, but most of the time, quiet, thoughts of becoming a warrior thick in her head, all of the time. Her short six moons as a kit flew by, and soon later, she was made Ivypaw. The dreaded work of an apprentice didn't bother Ivypaw, she did it with an upbeat attitude, made a few friends, and, eventually was made a warrior. Her name suited the way she looked at people. Ivysoul would tilt her head, and look directly into a cats eyes, seeming to glance directly into their souls. Of course, she did it out of habit, she always tilted her head to the side, a trait of her mother. But her eyes, her blue eyes were so eerie, so..dazzling. She is still a young warrior, and completes her duties with, as always, a positive attitude.
ic xx;(In Character) Ivysoul padded out of the warriors den, a yawn splitting open her maw, showing bright, sharp, teeth. Her blue eyes scanned the almost deserted clearing, trying to find some cat, any cat, to talk to. She sneezed, shaking her head, and irritably rubbed her paw over her maw, as if to make the fuzziness in her eyes go away. "Hello?" the she-cat called out softly, her eyes curious. She sighed, her shoulders tensing, as she lightly trotted out of the camp. The pretty she-cat neared a lone stream near the edge of Thunderclan territory, and looked down. There were a few fish, so she got herself in the right position, and caught one swiftly, killing it with a deep bite. Rarely were fish deposited into the fresh-kill pile, so she smiled to herself, her eyes misty, the world clear around her. She found a shady tree nearby, and let the cool wind ruffle her fur. Leaffall was coming soon, and she shivered, her spine seeming to quiver along with her whiskers and tail. Only time would tell, if the clans would make it through the winter. She closed her eyes drowsily, and soon later, fell into a deep sleep.
When she awoke, she was startled, the sun high in the sky. She shook her head, to clear away the dreams she had had, and got up stiffly, stretching each one of her limbs, slowly. She picked up the fish, now warm in her mouth, and began, at a slow walk, back toward the camp.
codeword xx; Twilight <3
