Post by Hannah / Silver on Mar 30, 2012 22:16:36 GMT -5
Name::
Duskfeather
Gender::
Male
Age::
42 moons
Clan/ Group::
Windclan
Postion::
Deputy
Description::
www.sobi.org/photos/Cat/Cairo/Cairo_011.jpg
Personality::
Duskfeather is quiet and solemn with a serious attitude towards his position as deputy. He likes to appear professional and on top of the situation by keeping an emotionless face and sitting with the utmost confidence. Duskfeather has a softer, more humorous side, but he doesn't show around his clanmates or other clans, unless he has a close relationship with them [friends/mates/etc.]. He has a soft side for kits, and usually lightens up around them, but around apprentices he is stern and expects them to be respectful. Duskfeather expects even more out of his warriors, and would never be able to live it down if they embarrassed him around the other clans.
Family::
Owlfur - Mother, deceased
Thistlewhisker- Father, deceased
History::
When Duskfeather was born, he was thought to be mute and deaf because he would never respond to anything that anyone would say. He didn't interact with most of the other kits and only occasionally went outside. When he did finally speak, his mother was completely taken by surprise. He quickly became popular among the others when he became an apprentice and showed off what he could do.
RolePlay Sample::
Duskfeather crouched down and slowly stalked a rabbit that was sniffing at something at the base of a rock, his eyes locked on the furry creature. He slowly moved around a large bush in front of him, his eyes not straying from the rabbit's body. When he was only a few fox lengths away, he dashed forward and prepared to jump at the rabbit. The rabbit's head shot up and it sped out of the way right as Duskfeather was pouncing. He gasped and tried to stop himself, but he crashed into the ground and skidded forward, smashing into the rock. Duskfeather groaned and tried to shake the stars from his vision. He managed to stand up on shaky legs and looked around, hoping that he could still pursue the rabbit. Duskfeather's tail drooped as he watched the rabbit dive into a hole farther off. He walked back to his patrol who were standing back where he had started stalking the little brown creature. Riverheart smiled at him, "Good try," He mused. Duskfeather sighed and shook his head, "No, I could have had it. I need more training," Riverheart glanced over at Darkflame, who shrugged and followed after Duskfeather.
Duskfeather
Gender::
Male
Age::
42 moons
Clan/ Group::
Windclan
Postion::
Deputy
Description::
www.sobi.org/photos/Cat/Cairo/Cairo_011.jpg
Personality::
Duskfeather is quiet and solemn with a serious attitude towards his position as deputy. He likes to appear professional and on top of the situation by keeping an emotionless face and sitting with the utmost confidence. Duskfeather has a softer, more humorous side, but he doesn't show around his clanmates or other clans, unless he has a close relationship with them [friends/mates/etc.]. He has a soft side for kits, and usually lightens up around them, but around apprentices he is stern and expects them to be respectful. Duskfeather expects even more out of his warriors, and would never be able to live it down if they embarrassed him around the other clans.
Family::
Owlfur - Mother, deceased
Thistlewhisker- Father, deceased
History::
When Duskfeather was born, he was thought to be mute and deaf because he would never respond to anything that anyone would say. He didn't interact with most of the other kits and only occasionally went outside. When he did finally speak, his mother was completely taken by surprise. He quickly became popular among the others when he became an apprentice and showed off what he could do.
RolePlay Sample::
Duskfeather crouched down and slowly stalked a rabbit that was sniffing at something at the base of a rock, his eyes locked on the furry creature. He slowly moved around a large bush in front of him, his eyes not straying from the rabbit's body. When he was only a few fox lengths away, he dashed forward and prepared to jump at the rabbit. The rabbit's head shot up and it sped out of the way right as Duskfeather was pouncing. He gasped and tried to stop himself, but he crashed into the ground and skidded forward, smashing into the rock. Duskfeather groaned and tried to shake the stars from his vision. He managed to stand up on shaky legs and looked around, hoping that he could still pursue the rabbit. Duskfeather's tail drooped as he watched the rabbit dive into a hole farther off. He walked back to his patrol who were standing back where he had started stalking the little brown creature. Riverheart smiled at him, "Good try," He mused. Duskfeather sighed and shook his head, "No, I could have had it. I need more training," Riverheart glanced over at Darkflame, who shrugged and followed after Duskfeather.
