Post by Frostsparkle on Jun 12, 2011 6:56:20 GMT -5
Name:: Frostsparkle
Gender:: She-cat
Age:: Sixteen Moons
Clan/ Group:: Leafclan
Position:: Warrior
Description:: Frostsparkle has a snow-white pelt with silver flecks. Her eyes are forest-green, and are always filled with warmth. Her paws are light-gray, as well as the tip of her tail, and her ears are jet-black. There is a scar on her scruff, forming an upside-down 'V'. Her fur is soft and always well-kept, and she makes sure that it stays that way throughout the day.
Personality:: She is a kind and understanding cat. She usually follows the rules, but she will always do what she believes is right. She cares deeply about her friends and companions, even when they try to push her away. She can be quite pessimistic at times, negativity poisoning her sweet words, but she would do anything to cheer her friends up. Though she is fast to forgive, she is easily angered and will eternally doubt the loyalty of any cat who crosses her. She's in love with the thought of love, and she would often dream of the day when she finally finds it.
Family:: Apparently, the only family she knows is Athena, and she's dead.
History:: Frostsparkle wasn't Clan-born. The first home she had ever known was the outskirts of the forest. She grew up with her sister, Athena, who was a rogue. When Athena died of a mysterious sickness, most likely Greencough, Frostsparkle wandered the world, afraid that harm would come to her. Later on, though, she wandered unknowingly into Leafclan's camp. Desperate for survival, she asked to join, claiming that she was no kittypet nor rogue, that she would gladly accept the Warrior Code into her life.
RolePlay Sample::
(This was taken from an RP.. If I have to create one on the spot, tell me..)
Tea glared at the Murkrow with disgust. Encased within its left talon was a necklace made of a silver chain and a bright blue stone at the very middle.
"Give that back to me, Caesar," Tea growled, her voice sharp and demanding.
"Well, 'ya bettah' take i' from me, love," Caesar mocked, his voice rising and falling like the sea's waves.
"I'm warning you, Caesar. Give it back. Now," Tea growled under her breath. She was trying to intimidate the Murkrow, but she knew deep inside that it would only amuse him more.
"Or wha', love? You be purrin' your way to gettin' this here thingy?" Caesar cakled. "You don't scare me, little kitty. You be noth'n but a scaredy cat!"
"Grave mistake, you useless bird..."
Tea's forehead was then glowing different colors, as if it held a rainbow within it. She crouched down low, obviously ready to attack, but Caesar's eyes were closed as he fell to the ground, laughing hysterically.
"Defend yourself, Murkrow, or this will be the last day a laugh escapes your beak," Tea barked. She wanted a fight. She needed it.
"This be the last day I laugh? Ooh, 'ya got me shakin' to my knees!" The Murkrow didn't even open his eyes to look at her. "Tell me another joke, lass. Go on, young 'un, make my day!"
Tea growled, then she sprang, head forward. Just as her opponent opened his eyes, it was already too late. He was thrown against the thin tree behind him, which threatend to fall.
"You will pay for what you said, Murkrow," Tea hissed. She opened her mouth, attempting to use Blizzard, but as the white snow escaped her, it stopped in mid-air.
"What in Arceus's name is happening?" Tea glared at the snow, then at Caesar, who refused to move. Even the three, which was on its way down, stopped in its fall.
She saw something bright from the corner of her eye, but when she turned, it disappeared.
That was when she heard a voice. It calmed her, it made the bristling fur on her chest lie flat, and it told her to head for the Graveyard, which was just South from where she stood. She didn't know where it came from, nor who sent it.
"Who's there?" No voice answered, just silence. Tea looked up, and saw three Pidgeys floating still, their wings as steady as stone.
What is going on? The question continued to repeat itself in her thoughts. She closed her eyes and shook her head. This was weird even for her. What was happening? Why was she the only one moving?
She headed South, towards the Graveyard, but not before grabbing the necklace from the frozen Murkrow's talons, which gave way without much protest. She placed it around her neck with her tail, then walked on, hoping that somebody could give her answers.