Post by foxheartedsoul on Sept 10, 2010 22:00:56 GMT -5
Name:: Jadestorm
Gender:: She-Cat
Age:: 22 moons
Clan/ Group:: LeafClan
Postion:: Warrior
Description::
Pic: www.freewebs.com/twitchtail/Graypelt.jpg
Jadestorm padded forward. She is a small she-cat, with broad shoulders and a gentle gaze. Her pelt glistens in the moonlight, her fur is dark gray with darker stripes like a tiger's. White paws and underbelly are her lightest feature, apart from her eyes. She is short-haired with a tail like a wolf's. She notices you, her eyes focus on you, revealing a startling yet beautiful gray. She dips her head in farewell, and leaves you with only the crickets chirping.
Personality::
Jadestorm is a gentle she-cat. She is her best in battle, but not the good hunter she should be. She can be rude and nosy at times, add an attitude, but normally that's because she was woken by a jumpy kit. She is sweet and gentle. She trys her hardest, and wants to train an apprentice. Jadestorm is brave and courageous, but risky.
Family::
Mother ~ Leaftail ~ Deceased ~
Father ~ Stoneclaw ~ Deceased
Brother ~ Firepelt ~ Warrior ~ Now a Rouge/Loner
Sister ~ Dovefeather ~ Warrior
Brother ~ Mossyeyes ~ Deceased
History::
Jadestorm was born to Leaftail and Stoneclaw with her sister and brothers. She was small and weak, they thought she wouldn't make it through her first night, but she proved them wrong. She was reckless and rambunctious as an apprentice, she made many friends. Then her dream came true during a horrifying leafbare, she had just survived from a bout of greencough, she took her warrior name: Jadestorm. As a warrior, she was brave and strong, a great fighter and poor hunter.
RolePlay Sample::
Jadestorm sniffed the cold, damp morning air. It was chilly and still no prey. She padded to a calm clearing. The sun was arriving over the peak, bringing warmth over the cold land. The sunlight dappled over Jadestorm's sleek gray pelt. She felt revived and peaceful. "Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!" Something growled. Her fur was on end and her eyes blazed, flexing her claws. "Who is it?" Jadestorm barked back. Fox.
She lashed out, clawing its muzzle. When it came from the shadows, it stood as tall as Jadestorm, with a long furry tail, orange and white fur, and blazing amber eyes. The fox bit her shoulder with his sharp fangs. Jadestorm shrieked then turned to bite his leg then nipped his muzzle. I squeaked and turned tail. 'That was exhausting.' Jadestorm sighed. After a long day she walked home. The sun was at its highest, shining the land.
Gender:: She-Cat
Age:: 22 moons
Clan/ Group:: LeafClan
Postion:: Warrior
Description::
Pic: www.freewebs.com/twitchtail/Graypelt.jpg
Jadestorm padded forward. She is a small she-cat, with broad shoulders and a gentle gaze. Her pelt glistens in the moonlight, her fur is dark gray with darker stripes like a tiger's. White paws and underbelly are her lightest feature, apart from her eyes. She is short-haired with a tail like a wolf's. She notices you, her eyes focus on you, revealing a startling yet beautiful gray. She dips her head in farewell, and leaves you with only the crickets chirping.
Personality::
Jadestorm is a gentle she-cat. She is her best in battle, but not the good hunter she should be. She can be rude and nosy at times, add an attitude, but normally that's because she was woken by a jumpy kit. She is sweet and gentle. She trys her hardest, and wants to train an apprentice. Jadestorm is brave and courageous, but risky.
Family::
Mother ~ Leaftail ~ Deceased ~
Father ~ Stoneclaw ~ Deceased
Brother ~ Firepelt ~ Warrior ~ Now a Rouge/Loner
Sister ~ Dovefeather ~ Warrior
Brother ~ Mossyeyes ~ Deceased
History::
Jadestorm was born to Leaftail and Stoneclaw with her sister and brothers. She was small and weak, they thought she wouldn't make it through her first night, but she proved them wrong. She was reckless and rambunctious as an apprentice, she made many friends. Then her dream came true during a horrifying leafbare, she had just survived from a bout of greencough, she took her warrior name: Jadestorm. As a warrior, she was brave and strong, a great fighter and poor hunter.
RolePlay Sample::
Jadestorm sniffed the cold, damp morning air. It was chilly and still no prey. She padded to a calm clearing. The sun was arriving over the peak, bringing warmth over the cold land. The sunlight dappled over Jadestorm's sleek gray pelt. She felt revived and peaceful. "Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!" Something growled. Her fur was on end and her eyes blazed, flexing her claws. "Who is it?" Jadestorm barked back. Fox.
She lashed out, clawing its muzzle. When it came from the shadows, it stood as tall as Jadestorm, with a long furry tail, orange and white fur, and blazing amber eyes. The fox bit her shoulder with his sharp fangs. Jadestorm shrieked then turned to bite his leg then nipped his muzzle. I squeaked and turned tail. 'That was exhausting.' Jadestorm sighed. After a long day she walked home. The sun was at its highest, shining the land.