Post by lolizmahjob on Nov 12, 2010 23:46:30 GMT -5
Name:: Cloverkit
Gender:: She-cat
Age:: Four moons
Clan/ Group:: DarkClan
Postion:: Kit
Description::i381.photobucket.com/albums/oo258/willow73_howrse/Warriors/Gray%20Cats/Rushkit20Riverclan20Warriors20Ca-2.jpg
A silver-gray with vibrant blue eyes. White muzzle and throat. Her fur is wispy on her chest, ruff of neck, and tail. Nose and pads are pink.
Personality:: Cheerful and unpredictable, Cloverkit is a clever young cat who only likes to fight when she can surprise others. Otherwise, she prefers to poke at things on the ground or examine bugs and bones. Some days she's loud, optimistic, and funny, while other days she's exclusively quiet. Thinking and sleeping are her pastimes of choice. Her sense of hearing is keen. If you find her when she thinks she's alone, she may start to hum to herself. She's shy when it comes to getting lots of attention. Her attention is hard to keep when she's not interested in the subject.
Family:: Not exactly sure. Nobody told her.
History:: She was reluctant to leave the comfort of the nursery, but once she was out, she was following everyone almost everywhere. She began to collect things that fell in from the sky above, her favorite items being a dried beetle, and a flame-red oak leaf. She doesn't want to get in trouble like the other kits, though.
RolePlay Sample:: Even though the role of a warrior was what she wanted to be, Cloverkit had recently taken a liking to following Blazetail on his duties, even though she sometimes begins to annoy the old red tom. When she hears a stern edge to his voice, she backs off until he's calmed down, and then quickly falls back into line. Seeing that he had dropped a sprig of horsetail, she quickly picked it up and waited for him to drop his bundle and look away. When he did so, she quietly put it back in. It was an action of the bud of helpfulness in her spirit. When she became bored of this, she wandered off into the elder's den to greet them with a purr.
Gender:: She-cat
Age:: Four moons
Clan/ Group:: DarkClan
Postion:: Kit
Description::i381.photobucket.com/albums/oo258/willow73_howrse/Warriors/Gray%20Cats/Rushkit20Riverclan20Warriors20Ca-2.jpg
A silver-gray with vibrant blue eyes. White muzzle and throat. Her fur is wispy on her chest, ruff of neck, and tail. Nose and pads are pink.
Personality:: Cheerful and unpredictable, Cloverkit is a clever young cat who only likes to fight when she can surprise others. Otherwise, she prefers to poke at things on the ground or examine bugs and bones. Some days she's loud, optimistic, and funny, while other days she's exclusively quiet. Thinking and sleeping are her pastimes of choice. Her sense of hearing is keen. If you find her when she thinks she's alone, she may start to hum to herself. She's shy when it comes to getting lots of attention. Her attention is hard to keep when she's not interested in the subject.
Family:: Not exactly sure. Nobody told her.
History:: She was reluctant to leave the comfort of the nursery, but once she was out, she was following everyone almost everywhere. She began to collect things that fell in from the sky above, her favorite items being a dried beetle, and a flame-red oak leaf. She doesn't want to get in trouble like the other kits, though.
RolePlay Sample:: Even though the role of a warrior was what she wanted to be, Cloverkit had recently taken a liking to following Blazetail on his duties, even though she sometimes begins to annoy the old red tom. When she hears a stern edge to his voice, she backs off until he's calmed down, and then quickly falls back into line. Seeing that he had dropped a sprig of horsetail, she quickly picked it up and waited for him to drop his bundle and look away. When he did so, she quietly put it back in. It was an action of the bud of helpfulness in her spirit. When she became bored of this, she wandered off into the elder's den to greet them with a purr.