Post by alkaryco on Apr 2, 2010 16:12:20 GMT -5
Name:: Hollyheart
Gender:: she-cat
Age:: 24 moons
Clan/ Group:: DarkClan
Postion:: Warrior
Description:: mostly black black-and-white she-cat with bright green eyes and a torn right ear. She has a fluffy pelt and short, overly fluffy tail.
Personality:: Hollyheart is the violent one of the family, always ready for a good fight. She hardly thinks the warrior code is up to par and breaks it as much as possible, including hunting trips outside the territory and taking a field day for fighting rogues. Riverstrike does his best to keep her in line, but he needn't to much longer, because she's calming down entering her second year of life and is becoming more loyal to her Clan. Needless to say, she may end up dead even still, but after the death of the rest of her family including their surrogant mother, she tries to be there for her brothers, however hard it can be for her.
Family:: Hollyheart has two brothers, Falconbite and Riverstrike. The rest of her family was killed before she was apprenticed.
History::Her mother and father were killed in a battle before she became an apprentice and she hardly remembers them. She was taken care of along with her brothers by a queen that had lost her kits to a fox. After they were apprenticed, she went out to find the fox, resulting in her death. Hollyheart was not a good apprentice, just about driving her mentor crazy. She ignored Clan boundaries and initiated an attack on a border patrol because one of them gave her a nasty look. She is also the reason that hers and her brothers' mentors died on a border patrol. She had dragged her brothers into another of her mousebrained schemes and they had both been punished. In result their mentors, without apprentices to train, went on patrol and were killed by enemy warriors. She later found out that the reason was because they had found her scent on their territory. After becoming a warrior, Hollyheart left camp during the night. Only Falconbite saw her leave. At the next Gathering, the cats that were on the patrol that had slaughtered the mentors were reported found floating in a stream, dead and rotting. Falconbite had his suspicions, but they were never confirmed. After that, she and Falconbite got along well. She cheered for him when he became deputy and apart from their sibling rivalries have been close ever since. (Riverstrike has gotten along with both siblings from the start)
RolePlay Sample:: Hollypaw slunk through RainClan undergrowth silently as she could, her brothers not far behind.
"Aren't we there yet?" Riverpaw complained, flicking his damp gray paw lazily into the air. "It seems like it should be easier to get to the Moonfall than this."
Falconpaw grinned (as much as a cat can, of course) as he rounded a corner, finally hearing the sound of distant running water. "I hear it!" he whooped, dashing ahead with his sister on his left shoulder and Riverpaw trailing behind.
It wasn't that Riverpaw was slow, but he was the most careful of the three and was scenting for RainClan cats. "Remind me again why we took a detour through RainClan?" he muttered.
Hollypaw jerked her head around. "Why not? What's more fun than being on enemy territory at the dark of night and..."
Riverpaw heard a banging up ahead and his eyes widened. "Hollypaw? Falconpaw?"
That's when he saw it. A black she-cat with a white head that shone like the moon. "Oh, foxdung," he cursed.
Gender:: she-cat
Age:: 24 moons
Clan/ Group:: DarkClan
Postion:: Warrior
Description:: mostly black black-and-white she-cat with bright green eyes and a torn right ear. She has a fluffy pelt and short, overly fluffy tail.
Personality:: Hollyheart is the violent one of the family, always ready for a good fight. She hardly thinks the warrior code is up to par and breaks it as much as possible, including hunting trips outside the territory and taking a field day for fighting rogues. Riverstrike does his best to keep her in line, but he needn't to much longer, because she's calming down entering her second year of life and is becoming more loyal to her Clan. Needless to say, she may end up dead even still, but after the death of the rest of her family including their surrogant mother, she tries to be there for her brothers, however hard it can be for her.
Family:: Hollyheart has two brothers, Falconbite and Riverstrike. The rest of her family was killed before she was apprenticed.
History::Her mother and father were killed in a battle before she became an apprentice and she hardly remembers them. She was taken care of along with her brothers by a queen that had lost her kits to a fox. After they were apprenticed, she went out to find the fox, resulting in her death. Hollyheart was not a good apprentice, just about driving her mentor crazy. She ignored Clan boundaries and initiated an attack on a border patrol because one of them gave her a nasty look. She is also the reason that hers and her brothers' mentors died on a border patrol. She had dragged her brothers into another of her mousebrained schemes and they had both been punished. In result their mentors, without apprentices to train, went on patrol and were killed by enemy warriors. She later found out that the reason was because they had found her scent on their territory. After becoming a warrior, Hollyheart left camp during the night. Only Falconbite saw her leave. At the next Gathering, the cats that were on the patrol that had slaughtered the mentors were reported found floating in a stream, dead and rotting. Falconbite had his suspicions, but they were never confirmed. After that, she and Falconbite got along well. She cheered for him when he became deputy and apart from their sibling rivalries have been close ever since. (Riverstrike has gotten along with both siblings from the start)
RolePlay Sample:: Hollypaw slunk through RainClan undergrowth silently as she could, her brothers not far behind.
"Aren't we there yet?" Riverpaw complained, flicking his damp gray paw lazily into the air. "It seems like it should be easier to get to the Moonfall than this."
Falconpaw grinned (as much as a cat can, of course) as he rounded a corner, finally hearing the sound of distant running water. "I hear it!" he whooped, dashing ahead with his sister on his left shoulder and Riverpaw trailing behind.
It wasn't that Riverpaw was slow, but he was the most careful of the three and was scenting for RainClan cats. "Remind me again why we took a detour through RainClan?" he muttered.
Hollypaw jerked her head around. "Why not? What's more fun than being on enemy territory at the dark of night and..."
Riverpaw heard a banging up ahead and his eyes widened. "Hollypaw? Falconpaw?"
That's when he saw it. A black she-cat with a white head that shone like the moon. "Oh, foxdung," he cursed.
welcome to Darkclan, and dont break too many rules 