Post by M U S E P A W on Apr 21, 2010 17:31:28 GMT -5
Name:: Rockpaw
Gender:: male
Age:: six moons
Clan/ Group:: Cloudclan
Postion:: Medicine Cat Apprentice
Description::
Personality:: Rockpaw is a smart cat. He is not easy to trick and takes pride in that fact. If you plan on trying to boss him around don't even try it. Chances are he will ignore you and do what he thinks is right anyway for he hates taking orders. He is a very stubborn cat who is very hard to pursue to do anything he does not want to do. While he may seem hard and rough on the outside he has a good heart.
Family:: Mother: Lightpelt
Father: Graytail
History:: Rockpaw was born to two warriors named Lightpelt and Graytail. He did not have any siblings yet he found ways to occupy himself and was almost never board. At first he wanted to be a great warrior, that is until he started spending time around the medicine cat den.After hanging around them for a while he found his destiny, he was going to be a medicine cat.
RolePlay Sample:: She was running, running, running. The wind in her fur and the sound of her blood roaring in her ears, nothing could go wrong. She had a good family with many siblings and loving parents. She was now a warrior along with her siblings, in fact she was one of the best in her clan. Her mother was a great warrior who was well respected in the clan. Her father was the deputy and would be leader one day. But none of them where her. She was different, better. She was Swallowflight, a brave and strong warrior of the best clan of all, Windclan. The whole clan respected her, kits looked up at her and wanted to be her, and her story would be told forever. Thats how it was and always would be, nothing would change it.
Swallow heard a loud bashing sound by what seemed like an angry yell. Not just any yell, and angry twoleg yell. The grey tabbys eyes flew open at this and she lifted her head in shock. Many feelings hit her at that moment, the first was disappointment. It had just been a dream, nothing but a dream. She would have been an apprentice by now but no, she was not. In fact she was not even in Windclan! Instead she was in her fluffy pink bed that the twolegs got for her after they captured her.
The second was curiosity, what where they doing? What could they honestly be doing that would cause this much noise and trouble? In the time that Swallow had spent with the twolegs she had learned that they did not do something for no reason. But then the answer presented its self and Swallow felt pure horror. The twolegs had taken out a cat carrier, the same cat carrier they had used to capture her. It was a pale tan plastic with metal bard at the top for putting a cat in and taking it out. They where taking her to the cutter. She had not yet been to the cutter but when the other cat that lived there named Spots went there he was different when he came back, and not in a good way. I have to get away!
Swallow quickly sprang out of her pink cotton bed when the twolegs where not looking and ran for the back door where she id under a golden-brown wood chair. And not a moment to soon because she soon heard the twolegs calling her, looking for her. She his under that chair for a good half an hour before the male twoleg called something to the other twoleg and walked to the back door. Swallow bunched up her muscles and got ready to run as the twoleg reached to open the sliding glass door.
As soon as it was open Swallow took off, running as fast as her legs could take her. The twoleg yelled something and she heard it running after her but that only made her run faster, she needed to be free again. Long after she lost the twoleg she was still running, heading to the forest. When she knew that she could run no longer she slowed to a walk, still headed to the forest. Hours later when she finally reached it she stopped to rest and hunt. She caught a scrawny mouse witch she ate in moments and slept for two hours before she continued walking. When she got up she went hunting again and caught a scrawny squirrel that she also ate in mere moments.
After that she continued on her way, heading to Windclan territory. After hours more of walking she felt like giving up, like there was no hope. But then she smelt something, the faint sent of Windclan. A huge grin spread across her face and she picked up her pace until she was running. As she passed the boarder she felt thrilled, the lost daughter of Runningclaw and Cinderfoot was home again. She continued running until she reached the camp, at that moment she came to a halt. Chances where whoever was standing guard would not recognize the pretty cinder-grey tabby, she was a kit last time she was in Windclan after all. But her pelt showed who her parents where, she had her mothers colors and her fathers stripes, plus she had an over all Windclan build.
Swallow sighed and took in a deep breath, drawing in the scents around her. She smelt over-all Windclan but also something else a cat nearby. Someone standing guard. She frowned and called in her sweet and honest voice, "I know you're there. But its okay, I'm Swallow, also known as Swallowkit before twolegs captured me. But I got away and want to come home. You see I am and Windclan cat, Cinderfoot and the deputy, Runningclaw, are my parents." Please believe me.
Gender:: male
Age:: six moons
Clan/ Group:: Cloudclan
Postion:: Medicine Cat Apprentice
Description::
Personality:: Rockpaw is a smart cat. He is not easy to trick and takes pride in that fact. If you plan on trying to boss him around don't even try it. Chances are he will ignore you and do what he thinks is right anyway for he hates taking orders. He is a very stubborn cat who is very hard to pursue to do anything he does not want to do. While he may seem hard and rough on the outside he has a good heart.
Family:: Mother: Lightpelt
Father: Graytail
History:: Rockpaw was born to two warriors named Lightpelt and Graytail. He did not have any siblings yet he found ways to occupy himself and was almost never board. At first he wanted to be a great warrior, that is until he started spending time around the medicine cat den.After hanging around them for a while he found his destiny, he was going to be a medicine cat.
RolePlay Sample:: She was running, running, running. The wind in her fur and the sound of her blood roaring in her ears, nothing could go wrong. She had a good family with many siblings and loving parents. She was now a warrior along with her siblings, in fact she was one of the best in her clan. Her mother was a great warrior who was well respected in the clan. Her father was the deputy and would be leader one day. But none of them where her. She was different, better. She was Swallowflight, a brave and strong warrior of the best clan of all, Windclan. The whole clan respected her, kits looked up at her and wanted to be her, and her story would be told forever. Thats how it was and always would be, nothing would change it.
Swallow heard a loud bashing sound by what seemed like an angry yell. Not just any yell, and angry twoleg yell. The grey tabbys eyes flew open at this and she lifted her head in shock. Many feelings hit her at that moment, the first was disappointment. It had just been a dream, nothing but a dream. She would have been an apprentice by now but no, she was not. In fact she was not even in Windclan! Instead she was in her fluffy pink bed that the twolegs got for her after they captured her.
The second was curiosity, what where they doing? What could they honestly be doing that would cause this much noise and trouble? In the time that Swallow had spent with the twolegs she had learned that they did not do something for no reason. But then the answer presented its self and Swallow felt pure horror. The twolegs had taken out a cat carrier, the same cat carrier they had used to capture her. It was a pale tan plastic with metal bard at the top for putting a cat in and taking it out. They where taking her to the cutter. She had not yet been to the cutter but when the other cat that lived there named Spots went there he was different when he came back, and not in a good way. I have to get away!
Swallow quickly sprang out of her pink cotton bed when the twolegs where not looking and ran for the back door where she id under a golden-brown wood chair. And not a moment to soon because she soon heard the twolegs calling her, looking for her. She his under that chair for a good half an hour before the male twoleg called something to the other twoleg and walked to the back door. Swallow bunched up her muscles and got ready to run as the twoleg reached to open the sliding glass door.
As soon as it was open Swallow took off, running as fast as her legs could take her. The twoleg yelled something and she heard it running after her but that only made her run faster, she needed to be free again. Long after she lost the twoleg she was still running, heading to the forest. When she knew that she could run no longer she slowed to a walk, still headed to the forest. Hours later when she finally reached it she stopped to rest and hunt. She caught a scrawny mouse witch she ate in moments and slept for two hours before she continued walking. When she got up she went hunting again and caught a scrawny squirrel that she also ate in mere moments.
After that she continued on her way, heading to Windclan territory. After hours more of walking she felt like giving up, like there was no hope. But then she smelt something, the faint sent of Windclan. A huge grin spread across her face and she picked up her pace until she was running. As she passed the boarder she felt thrilled, the lost daughter of Runningclaw and Cinderfoot was home again. She continued running until she reached the camp, at that moment she came to a halt. Chances where whoever was standing guard would not recognize the pretty cinder-grey tabby, she was a kit last time she was in Windclan after all. But her pelt showed who her parents where, she had her mothers colors and her fathers stripes, plus she had an over all Windclan build.
Swallow sighed and took in a deep breath, drawing in the scents around her. She smelt over-all Windclan but also something else a cat nearby. Someone standing guard. She frowned and called in her sweet and honest voice, "I know you're there. But its okay, I'm Swallow, also known as Swallowkit before twolegs captured me. But I got away and want to come home. You see I am and Windclan cat, Cinderfoot and the deputy, Runningclaw, are my parents." Please believe me.
