Post by Dee Dee on Apr 6, 2012 9:04:25 GMT -5
Name::
Bubblemist
Gender::
She-cat
Age::
16 moons
Clan/ Group::
ThunderClan
Position::
Warrior
Description::
A lithe she-cat with silver-dappled fur along with pale blue eyes.
Personality::
Bubblemist is a small, shy she-cat who is the last cat you'd expect to start a fight. She is very submissive and is a major pushover, even allowing apprentices to do what they want and push her around. This hinders her unable to have an apprentice, since she is just so easy to manipulate and push around.
She does get along well with kits, however, leading other cats to believe that she'd be a better mother than a warrior.
She also has a bad fear of breaking the rules, and will become incredibly upset if she is pushed into it. She will go along with her leader's decision, even if it contradicts her own opinion. If she is scolded, she will become depressed and unmotivated, sometimes not even speaking for days at a time.
In battle, she is actually a decent fighter. However, she isn't willing to properly hurt other cats, and will hold back her true strength. She is very fast, and is able to confuse her enemies, dodging their attacks with ease, disappearing (not literally) then reappearing to surprise them.
She is a truly kind soul however, and is willing to show other cats mercy, even if they don't deserve it. She is very considerate to other Clans problems, and isn't a fan of using them against them.
She is very loyal, despite her shyness, and is willing to do almost anything for her Clan (unless it includes speaking to cats she doesn't know). She is also very intelligent, and is very good at coming up with plans and ideas, however, her shyness prevents her from sharing them.
Family::
Mother - Aquadance (Deceased)
Father - Nightshade (Deceased)
Sister - Lunarkit (Deceased)
History::
Bubblekit and Lunarkit was born to Aquadance and Nightshade, two very respected senior warriors within her Clan. Bubble kit was the runt of the litter, and was very sickly for the first few days of her life. Even when she was very small, she was incredibly shy, taking 2 moons for her mother to coax her out of the nursery. When she finally did come out of the nursery, what she didn't like, however, was the jumble of cats who would often come over and fuss over her. When this happened, she would often run back to her mother and hide.
Her father was a stern and slightly grumpy cat, who would get frustrated at how shy she was, and thought that she would never become a warrior. Bubblekit was a little scared of her father, and would often shrink into a crouch if he was around, or hide in her mother's fur. In truth, Nightshade preferred Lunarkit, who was very bouncy, playful, adventurous, and outgoing. A much better candidate for a warrior compared to her sister.
Once day, however, when the two were 4 moons old, Lunarkit managed to convince her sister to explore outside the camp without permission. Bubblekit, being a pushover, was convinced with ease.
Their exploration was fun, chasing beetles across the forest floor, jumping and playing with leaves that fell from the trees. However, the kits came across a fox's den, and Lunarkit, desperate to prove how brave she was despite her sister's protests, decided to venture inside and chase the fox away. Unfortunately, the fox showed no mercy and attacked the snowy kit, badly wounding her and playing with her half-alive. Bubblekit, greatly disturbed by her sister's blood-curdling screaming, hid. A patrol, sent out to look for the two kits, eventually found her, but were too late to save her sister. They chased the fox away, and brought Lunarkit's torn body out into the open.
Bubblekit was taken away so she could not see the mess her sister's body was in, and brought to her mother.
Her father was incredibly upset and angry at his daughter's death, and desperate to blame someone, blamed Bubblekit. He shouted and screeched at her, even threatening to claw her, but he was stopped by Aquadance, who took her kit away and tried to comfort her. Thanks to this, Bubblekit formed an intense fear of blood, as well as a fear of breaking the rules.
The young kit refused to leave the nursery for 2 moons. Her father no longer visted her, and this lead to her parents to argue, and they eventually stopped being mates. Bubblekit blamed this on herself.
The time for her apprentice ceremony came, and she was terrified. She was assigned a stern but kind tom as her mentor, hoping he would bring her out of her shell.
Her first few moons of training were shaky. She jumped at anything unfamiliar, shook at the sight of enemt patrols, and wasn't keen on battle training.
If it wasn't for her fear of blood, the Clan would have thought that she would have suited a medicne cat better.
She was held back on her warrior ceremony by a few moons, and this greatly put pressure on her when her final assesment came. She passed, and was finally given her warrior name: Bubblemist.
Now, Bubblemist has gotten over a little of her shyness, but is still unwilling to talk in front of cats she doesn't know. Her fear of blood has eased, and she is a much better hunter and fighter.
RolePlay Sample::
A little silver kit tumbled out into the open, her pale blue eyes blinking slowly as she scanned the huge clearing. Cats of all shapes and sizes busied about around her, getting started on their jobs for the day.
She glanced behind her, hoping to see her mother's lithe shape padding towards her, her bright blue eyes full of comfort like always. But she wasn't there. The kit's ears flattened against her head. "But you said you'd come with me!" her thoughts whimpered inside her head.
She tucked her silver tail in between her legs and began to back away, before anyone noticed her. She turned, about to slink back into the nursery before- WHAM!
Oof!
The little kit was squished against the forest floor, by a great lump of white fur. "Your not going back inside already are you?" her sister's voice giggled, "You've only taken two steps outside the nursery!"
"Um....if it's not too much trouble...could you...maybe....um..please get off me..Lunarkit?..." the silver kitten mewed, her voice growing quiter as she spoke.
"Oops!" Lunarkit grinned apologetically, lifting herself off of her sister. "Sorry Bubblekit!"
Bubblemist
Gender::
She-cat
Age::
16 moons
Clan/ Group::
ThunderClan
Position::
Warrior
Description::
A lithe she-cat with silver-dappled fur along with pale blue eyes.
Personality::
Bubblemist is a small, shy she-cat who is the last cat you'd expect to start a fight. She is very submissive and is a major pushover, even allowing apprentices to do what they want and push her around. This hinders her unable to have an apprentice, since she is just so easy to manipulate and push around.
She does get along well with kits, however, leading other cats to believe that she'd be a better mother than a warrior.
She also has a bad fear of breaking the rules, and will become incredibly upset if she is pushed into it. She will go along with her leader's decision, even if it contradicts her own opinion. If she is scolded, she will become depressed and unmotivated, sometimes not even speaking for days at a time.
In battle, she is actually a decent fighter. However, she isn't willing to properly hurt other cats, and will hold back her true strength. She is very fast, and is able to confuse her enemies, dodging their attacks with ease, disappearing (not literally) then reappearing to surprise them.
She is a truly kind soul however, and is willing to show other cats mercy, even if they don't deserve it. She is very considerate to other Clans problems, and isn't a fan of using them against them.
She is very loyal, despite her shyness, and is willing to do almost anything for her Clan (unless it includes speaking to cats she doesn't know). She is also very intelligent, and is very good at coming up with plans and ideas, however, her shyness prevents her from sharing them.
Family::
Mother - Aquadance (Deceased)
Father - Nightshade (Deceased)
Sister - Lunarkit (Deceased)
History::
Bubblekit and Lunarkit was born to Aquadance and Nightshade, two very respected senior warriors within her Clan. Bubble kit was the runt of the litter, and was very sickly for the first few days of her life. Even when she was very small, she was incredibly shy, taking 2 moons for her mother to coax her out of the nursery. When she finally did come out of the nursery, what she didn't like, however, was the jumble of cats who would often come over and fuss over her. When this happened, she would often run back to her mother and hide.
Her father was a stern and slightly grumpy cat, who would get frustrated at how shy she was, and thought that she would never become a warrior. Bubblekit was a little scared of her father, and would often shrink into a crouch if he was around, or hide in her mother's fur. In truth, Nightshade preferred Lunarkit, who was very bouncy, playful, adventurous, and outgoing. A much better candidate for a warrior compared to her sister.
Once day, however, when the two were 4 moons old, Lunarkit managed to convince her sister to explore outside the camp without permission. Bubblekit, being a pushover, was convinced with ease.
Their exploration was fun, chasing beetles across the forest floor, jumping and playing with leaves that fell from the trees. However, the kits came across a fox's den, and Lunarkit, desperate to prove how brave she was despite her sister's protests, decided to venture inside and chase the fox away. Unfortunately, the fox showed no mercy and attacked the snowy kit, badly wounding her and playing with her half-alive. Bubblekit, greatly disturbed by her sister's blood-curdling screaming, hid. A patrol, sent out to look for the two kits, eventually found her, but were too late to save her sister. They chased the fox away, and brought Lunarkit's torn body out into the open.
Bubblekit was taken away so she could not see the mess her sister's body was in, and brought to her mother.
Her father was incredibly upset and angry at his daughter's death, and desperate to blame someone, blamed Bubblekit. He shouted and screeched at her, even threatening to claw her, but he was stopped by Aquadance, who took her kit away and tried to comfort her. Thanks to this, Bubblekit formed an intense fear of blood, as well as a fear of breaking the rules.
The young kit refused to leave the nursery for 2 moons. Her father no longer visted her, and this lead to her parents to argue, and they eventually stopped being mates. Bubblekit blamed this on herself.
The time for her apprentice ceremony came, and she was terrified. She was assigned a stern but kind tom as her mentor, hoping he would bring her out of her shell.
Her first few moons of training were shaky. She jumped at anything unfamiliar, shook at the sight of enemt patrols, and wasn't keen on battle training.
If it wasn't for her fear of blood, the Clan would have thought that she would have suited a medicne cat better.
She was held back on her warrior ceremony by a few moons, and this greatly put pressure on her when her final assesment came. She passed, and was finally given her warrior name: Bubblemist.
Now, Bubblemist has gotten over a little of her shyness, but is still unwilling to talk in front of cats she doesn't know. Her fear of blood has eased, and she is a much better hunter and fighter.
RolePlay Sample::
A little silver kit tumbled out into the open, her pale blue eyes blinking slowly as she scanned the huge clearing. Cats of all shapes and sizes busied about around her, getting started on their jobs for the day.
She glanced behind her, hoping to see her mother's lithe shape padding towards her, her bright blue eyes full of comfort like always. But she wasn't there. The kit's ears flattened against her head. "But you said you'd come with me!" her thoughts whimpered inside her head.
She tucked her silver tail in between her legs and began to back away, before anyone noticed her. She turned, about to slink back into the nursery before- WHAM!
Oof!
The little kit was squished against the forest floor, by a great lump of white fur. "Your not going back inside already are you?" her sister's voice giggled, "You've only taken two steps outside the nursery!"
"Um....if it's not too much trouble...could you...maybe....um..please get off me..Lunarkit?..." the silver kitten mewed, her voice growing quiter as she spoke.
"Oops!" Lunarkit grinned apologetically, lifting herself off of her sister. "Sorry Bubblekit!"
(I think I went over the top with the writing, so I'll apologize for the extra long app!)
