Post by Duo~Chan on Oct 3, 2008 12:39:30 GMT -7
Name: Spottednight
Age: 18 Moons
Gender: She-Cat
Rank: New warrior
Clan: ThunderClan
Picture:
Quick Description: Medium sized she-cat with a heavily, darkly dappled pelt and ice blue eyes
Description: Spottednight is a beautiful she-cat with a dark brown dappled coat. Black spots cover her back, tail, paws and half her face. She has a white underbelly and stunning Ice Blue eyes. She usually has pride in herself so she holds herself straight and tail held high to show off her beautiful coat. Her body itself is long, ideal for speed. She has a long tail and a is also double pawed. Her claws are long and lethel though she would rather not use them.
Personality: Spottednight is quite and soft spoken. She keeps her features gentle and wears her emotions on her sleave. She has a kind heart. If she see's a mouse or vole and happens to see it's babys as well she'll let it live. After all, even those kits deserve to live. The only exception to this is in Leaf-bare or in times where the clan is starving. If and when you anger Spottednight she uses her speed and mind to over come difficult opponients. She can be a born killer or just leave you with several scars in places you wished she wouldn't. Despite how angry she can get it's easy to calm her down and at times she can be easily decieved. Overall she is greatful to ThunderClan and to life itself.
History: Spottednight was born into ThunderClan to a ThunderClan queen by the name of Dappledpelt. As a kit she was never curious as to her here father was, it never dawned on her that kits even had fathers until another queen had kits and the tom was always seeing them. When she would ask Dappledpelt about her father her mother would just look to her briefly before smile and saying, "It doesn't matter, don't worry about it." This would sadden Spottedkit but she never let it bother her too much.
As an apprentice Spottedpaw was a hard worker with a kind heart. She would often get into trouble for letting her prey go because it was either pregnant or she had seen it with babys. Her mentor couldn't understand why she did it and so Spottedpaw would usually have extra duties or get a stern talking to. Spottedpaw didn't mind either, atleast she knew that the childern would live for atleast another day.
At seventeen moons Spottedpaw earned her warrior name of Spottednight. She now does her best to bring peace to her clan and even those in other clans. Some would say she was too kind for her own good.
RP Example:
Yay! Another one of these ^^ Ok, history behind this one. Triton is a hybrid, vampire and Werewolf. This was my first post as him ever. I'm so proud of it ^^
Codeword: Fences [/size]
Age: 18 Moons
Gender: She-Cat
Rank: New warrior
Clan: ThunderClan
Picture:
Quick Description: Medium sized she-cat with a heavily, darkly dappled pelt and ice blue eyes
Description: Spottednight is a beautiful she-cat with a dark brown dappled coat. Black spots cover her back, tail, paws and half her face. She has a white underbelly and stunning Ice Blue eyes. She usually has pride in herself so she holds herself straight and tail held high to show off her beautiful coat. Her body itself is long, ideal for speed. She has a long tail and a is also double pawed. Her claws are long and lethel though she would rather not use them.
Personality: Spottednight is quite and soft spoken. She keeps her features gentle and wears her emotions on her sleave. She has a kind heart. If she see's a mouse or vole and happens to see it's babys as well she'll let it live. After all, even those kits deserve to live. The only exception to this is in Leaf-bare or in times where the clan is starving. If and when you anger Spottednight she uses her speed and mind to over come difficult opponients. She can be a born killer or just leave you with several scars in places you wished she wouldn't. Despite how angry she can get it's easy to calm her down and at times she can be easily decieved. Overall she is greatful to ThunderClan and to life itself.
History: Spottednight was born into ThunderClan to a ThunderClan queen by the name of Dappledpelt. As a kit she was never curious as to her here father was, it never dawned on her that kits even had fathers until another queen had kits and the tom was always seeing them. When she would ask Dappledpelt about her father her mother would just look to her briefly before smile and saying, "It doesn't matter, don't worry about it." This would sadden Spottedkit but she never let it bother her too much.
As an apprentice Spottedpaw was a hard worker with a kind heart. She would often get into trouble for letting her prey go because it was either pregnant or she had seen it with babys. Her mentor couldn't understand why she did it and so Spottedpaw would usually have extra duties or get a stern talking to. Spottedpaw didn't mind either, atleast she knew that the childern would live for atleast another day.
At seventeen moons Spottedpaw earned her warrior name of Spottednight. She now does her best to bring peace to her clan and even those in other clans. Some would say she was too kind for her own good.
RP Example:
Yay! Another one of these ^^ Ok, history behind this one. Triton is a hybrid, vampire and Werewolf. This was my first post as him ever. I'm so proud of it ^^
[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/font]Triton sat up with a jolt. The maroon sheets of his bed fell to his hip, reveling his bare chest. Wide, staring eyes gazed around the room. He was in a cold sweat and his heart was thundering. After a moment his eyes grew used to the dim light of his room and he saw that he was indeed alone. Leaning forward some he placed his forehead in his right hand, his fingers found their way into his hair. "It was just a dream," He murmurer to himself. "Only a dream..." The past few days he had been running a fever. He guessed that it was the reason for his vivid dreams. He couldn't wait until he was better.
For most of his life he would get random fevers. Sometimes they would last a day, others a few months. It was because of what he was, who he was. He had to accept it, there was nothing else he could do. And there was no way he was going to let the slayers inject him with an untested 'Cure'. He sat up once more as he forced his heart to take on a more steady pace. Once he was sure he could he got out of bed, wrapping the sheet around his bare waist and moved over to his bathroom. After a sweat like that he needed a shower and bad.
After his shower and drying off he pulled on a white button up pants and tight, yet comfortable, blue jeans. If it was cool out he would take a walk, maybe that would help break his fever. So with that in mind he grabbed his keys and a jean jacket. He slung the jacket over his shoulder and left his house. Outside the sun was just barely coming up and it was indeed cool out. But by the buzzing sound that accompanied him down the stairs of his porch it was going to be a hot day. With one last glance to his house, Dark green with light green shutters and a beige door, he left his property and followed the sidewalk to who knows where.
He continued to walk in his own silence, enjoying the cool morning air on his face and neck. It really was helping to make him feel better. Maybe he would lose this fever soon and he could get on with his life... Maybe. About a quarter mile from his house the sound of bike wheels could be heard in the distance. He paused listening. Whoever it was they where a short distance ahead of him. Probably around the next corner or a couple of corners away.
"This can't be happening!" A females yell filled the air. Triton paused, curious now as he heard the sound of the bike falling to the ground. He continued forward then stopped at the next street. Before him was a young girl, probably around the age of fifteen or sixteen. She wore tight bell bottoms and a black zip-up hoody. He took a step forward and kicked a rock by accident. Pausing he saw her back stiffen. "Hello?!" He continued to watch her. The sound of clattering teeth could be heard coming from her. He moved up behind her and stopped a few feet away.
"Hello," He put on a smile and held out his jacket. "You look cold. Here, this should be able to fit over your hoodie. It'll keep you warm," His tone was gentle and friendly. She could take the jacket if she wanted, if not then that was fine too. A gentle, yet cool breeze blew toward him, carrying her scent. Human. Well that wasn't so bad. Triton found humans the easiest to deal with because of their ignorance. He turned his brown gaze to the bike. "Where were you heading?" He turned his face back to her. "I wouldn't mind accompanying you there."
Codeword: Fences [/size]