Post by shadowspirit on Feb 24, 2007 22:16:47 GMT -5
Name: Rhythmsound
Gender: She-cat
Clan: River clan
Rank: Warrior
Pic/Description: (Here)This beautiful she-cat has long silky fur.Her eyes are almond shaped and show her personality very well.She is small and lean but her muscles are big and powerful underneath the smooth fur.Her pealtage is all white with two orange splotches,one one her ears and the other on her tail.Her whole tail is two shades of orange,going in a tabby pattern down her tail.Her ears are the same,a orange tabby pattern,the color almost touches in between the two ears.Her eyes are a soft yellowy-green,in them you could see her soul if you looked hard enough.Her nose is a soft baby pink,her paw pads and black and pink.Her claws are sharp,and almost a shiny opal color.They look like diamonds when she is swimming.
Personality: Kind,gentle but fierce,powerful and strong.If she felt like it she could tear all the bark off a tree to show her anger.She can be very kind but never overprotective.Her gentleness gets her in trouble at times but she uses her beautiful charm to get out of it,almost unharmed.Her fierce additude only happens when something or someone that is very close to her is hurt/injured.She loved her clan very much.
History:
kit:As a kit she would watch the play-fights,making sure they didn't get out of control.If they did she would break it up,making the kits start a new,safer game.Learning to swim at this age she took to it quickly,her swim strokes rhythmic.
Apprentice:Becoming an apprentice she hunted and cared for the whole clan very well.Learning how to fish and all the good stuff she showed her mentor she was great at learning quickly and fast,taking to the new lesson until she was perfect.
Warrior:Earning her warrior name after the way her life works,she helped around.Fixing up the broken parts in the camp,hunting and making sure everything went right.Her world couldn't be more perfect.
IC:The clang of tooth and claw rang out through an echo in Rhythmsound's mind. The images of rusty blood spattered the floor.. Cats of her own clan, on her own land.. What a pity. She couldn't help but feel guilty for their loss, like she couldn't do anything more to help in the battle. She closed her eyes, and the images suddenly became more vibrant and violent. The fall of brother, the death of her own son from her warrior days (She never dared break the warrior code, after all!). Her tail flicked in discomfort.. It was gruesome. And then it happened. A shadow from the corner of her eye, a loud noise. Confused, she ran right into the middle of the battle just as the other cats were scattering. She whirled around, looking for the source. Her own quiet mew brought her from her befuddled thoughts, and she inhaled sharply. She looked around at the main camp. It suddenly felt so empty, but not barren. Her clan would never leave her, just as she would never leave what little remained in the camp.
Gender: She-cat
Clan: River clan
Rank: Warrior
Pic/Description: (Here)This beautiful she-cat has long silky fur.Her eyes are almond shaped and show her personality very well.She is small and lean but her muscles are big and powerful underneath the smooth fur.Her pealtage is all white with two orange splotches,one one her ears and the other on her tail.Her whole tail is two shades of orange,going in a tabby pattern down her tail.Her ears are the same,a orange tabby pattern,the color almost touches in between the two ears.Her eyes are a soft yellowy-green,in them you could see her soul if you looked hard enough.Her nose is a soft baby pink,her paw pads and black and pink.Her claws are sharp,and almost a shiny opal color.They look like diamonds when she is swimming.
Personality: Kind,gentle but fierce,powerful and strong.If she felt like it she could tear all the bark off a tree to show her anger.She can be very kind but never overprotective.Her gentleness gets her in trouble at times but she uses her beautiful charm to get out of it,almost unharmed.Her fierce additude only happens when something or someone that is very close to her is hurt/injured.She loved her clan very much.
History:
kit:As a kit she would watch the play-fights,making sure they didn't get out of control.If they did she would break it up,making the kits start a new,safer game.Learning to swim at this age she took to it quickly,her swim strokes rhythmic.
Apprentice:Becoming an apprentice she hunted and cared for the whole clan very well.Learning how to fish and all the good stuff she showed her mentor she was great at learning quickly and fast,taking to the new lesson until she was perfect.
Warrior:Earning her warrior name after the way her life works,she helped around.Fixing up the broken parts in the camp,hunting and making sure everything went right.Her world couldn't be more perfect.
IC:The clang of tooth and claw rang out through an echo in Rhythmsound's mind. The images of rusty blood spattered the floor.. Cats of her own clan, on her own land.. What a pity. She couldn't help but feel guilty for their loss, like she couldn't do anything more to help in the battle. She closed her eyes, and the images suddenly became more vibrant and violent. The fall of brother, the death of her own son from her warrior days (She never dared break the warrior code, after all!). Her tail flicked in discomfort.. It was gruesome. And then it happened. A shadow from the corner of her eye, a loud noise. Confused, she ran right into the middle of the battle just as the other cats were scattering. She whirled around, looking for the source. Her own quiet mew brought her from her befuddled thoughts, and she inhaled sharply. She looked around at the main camp. It suddenly felt so empty, but not barren. Her clan would never leave her, just as she would never leave what little remained in the camp.
