Post by Moonlight on Mar 12, 2008 20:01:40 GMT -5
Name: Nightfrost
Gender: She-Cat.
Age: 16 Moons
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Pineclan
Family:
Bluepaw-She-cat-Sister-Starclan.
Flarestorm -Tom-Father-Starclan
Poppysnow-She-cat-Mother-Starclan
Apperance: Nightfrost pelt is in dark black and gray, with a lot bit of brown. Her eyes are neither a vibrant green nor a pale blue. She is small in size and slim. Her ears are of average size for a cat as small as she was and her tail is too. She is long limbed with sharp thorn-like claws.
Personality: Nightfrost is a very loyal cat like most other clan cats. She believes in StarClan and would do whatever they say. She enjoys spending what ever spare time she may have looking into the sky or into water thinking. She trusts her clan with her life and it would take a lot to gain her trust back once you have lost it, and even to gain it the first time. She loves all the cats in her clan and treats them all the same. If you should ever lose her trust she will treat you with mistrust and suspicion and it would be not easy task to gain that trust back. If a fight should happen to break out in her clan he would listen to both sides of the story and then judge it accordingly as a leader would. She is fair, and loyal, and cats respect her for being strong. She doesn't like when any cat in his clan lies and would appreciate it if none lied to her or any cat. She can be stern and may seem mean at times, but she acts that way for the good of the clan. She loves his clan and would do anything for them even if it meant giving up her own life. And like most other Pineclan cats Nightfrost isn't too fond of cats from other clans.
History: Nightfrost was born like every other kit, hopefully, to a mother. She was born into a litter of two. Herself, and Bluekit. His parents were Poppysnow a she-cat who was colored like him and loved by all the clan and Voleclaw a large tom respected by the clan. Her kit hood was much like that of the average kit. Playing with her sibling and "adventures" outside of the nursery. Eventually the two kits made it to apprentice hood.
Nightfrost at the time, Nightpaw, was apprenticed to Reedtail, Bluepaw was apprenticed to Weedheart. Like the two apprentices, the warriors each had different personalities. Reedtail was a noble cat, loyal to all in the clan. Weedheart was a secretive cat that trusted no one.
It was Weedheart though that worried Nightpaw. Unlike the warrior her sister was playful and sweet and she feared what the sneaky tom would do. Despite her worries she trained hard and did her best at everything she did. After awhile Nightpaw had noticed something had changed in Bluepaw. It wasn't the look of a love that she kept looking at Weedheart with. She had already known she had, had a crush on the tom since she could open her eyes. No, it was the change in her personality.
Not a moon ago was his sister playing and having fun. Now she was quiet and irritable. What had happened? Wanting to find out Nightpaww kept watch over her sister at all times except when asleep despite her protests. Early one morning Nightpaw awoke to his sister leaving the apprentice's den. Not wanting to let her know that she was awake she waited awhile before she followed her out. As quietly as she could the apprentice followed his sister through and out of camp. She was obviously going somewhere.
A bit later Weedheart joined Bluepaw seeming to not even notice Nightpaw's presence. Nightpaw watched silently as Weedheart flirted with his sister. It disgusted her. After awhile they changed the subject to killing their leader. At this the apprentice gasped alerting them to her presence. Nightpaw was frozen in place as Weedheart attacked her. Of course Weedheart being a warrior went to his advantage and soon Nightpaw was laying practically motionless on the ground. As her vision started to fade she saw Bluepaw wide eyed and shaking in fear. Shee knew then that she knew what Weedheart was truly like and before her vision faded completely she saw her run away from both Weedheart and herself.
Nightpaw had thought he was going to die, but after what felt like forever she awoke to the smell of herbs. She was in the medicine cat's den. When she had asked the medicine cat what had happened to Weedheart and Bluepaw she told him that Weedheart had left the clan. Before that, though, she told Nightpaw that Bluepaw was killed by Weedheart. When she heard that she had been devastated. She had loved Bluepaw like any sister, and now she was dead!
A moon later Nightpaw was able to the the medicine cat's den and two moons after that she was made into a warrior. Nightpaw became Nightcloud. Though she was made a warrior, the young cat still mourned over the loss of her sister. She would have continued to mourn with their parents, but their mother died from sickness while Nighfrost was injured, and their father was killed by a fox.
RP Sample: Nightfrost opened her green and blue eyes as the sun shone into the Warrior's den. Sitting up the small she-cat yawned, her fangs glistening slightly as the sunlight hit them. After yawning Nightfrost rose to her paws and proceeded to stretch. Once she finished stretching the Pineclan Warrior padded out of the den and into the light of the morning. Looking around the camp Nightfrost noticed that the cats were gathering by the nursery. Before going down to see what was going on the warrior shook her fur slightly to rid it of any dust.
Once done with that Nightfrost headed over to where the cats had gathered. "What's going on?" The small cat asked, her voice going over those of the other cats.
"It's Poppypelt, Nightfrost," One warrior replied looking at the Pineclan she-cat with sadness in his eyes. Eyes widening Nightfrost pushed through the cats before coming to the entrance of the nursery. Right there lay her former apprentice, unmoving with her single surviving kit Leopardkit by her side.
Nightfrost was devastated. First her sister Bluepaw had been killed, and now her former apprentice Poppypelt had died. "Move her to the center of camp so that we can all mourn her properly," Nightfrost murmured, unheathing her claws in grief, to a couple of the closer warriors. They nodded before setting to the task although she was the younger warrior. Going over to her former apprentices kit, Nightfrost sat beside him as they watched her former apprentice's body being carried to the center of camp. "Come on Leopardkit let's go mourn for your mother," Nightfrost whispered looking down at the kit before she rose to her paws and walked over to the dead warrior, Leopardkit at her heels. Once there the she-cat crouched down before putting her nose in the cold fur of her former apprentice, Pebblepaw doing the same. Closing her eyes, the Pineclan mourned for the loss of her former apprentice, and her closest friend.
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Gender: She-Cat.
Age: 16 Moons
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Pineclan
Family:
Bluepaw-She-cat-Sister-Starclan.
Flarestorm -Tom-Father-Starclan
Poppysnow-She-cat-Mother-Starclan
Apperance: Nightfrost pelt is in dark black and gray, with a lot bit of brown. Her eyes are neither a vibrant green nor a pale blue. She is small in size and slim. Her ears are of average size for a cat as small as she was and her tail is too. She is long limbed with sharp thorn-like claws.
Personality: Nightfrost is a very loyal cat like most other clan cats. She believes in StarClan and would do whatever they say. She enjoys spending what ever spare time she may have looking into the sky or into water thinking. She trusts her clan with her life and it would take a lot to gain her trust back once you have lost it, and even to gain it the first time. She loves all the cats in her clan and treats them all the same. If you should ever lose her trust she will treat you with mistrust and suspicion and it would be not easy task to gain that trust back. If a fight should happen to break out in her clan he would listen to both sides of the story and then judge it accordingly as a leader would. She is fair, and loyal, and cats respect her for being strong. She doesn't like when any cat in his clan lies and would appreciate it if none lied to her or any cat. She can be stern and may seem mean at times, but she acts that way for the good of the clan. She loves his clan and would do anything for them even if it meant giving up her own life. And like most other Pineclan cats Nightfrost isn't too fond of cats from other clans.
History: Nightfrost was born like every other kit, hopefully, to a mother. She was born into a litter of two. Herself, and Bluekit. His parents were Poppysnow a she-cat who was colored like him and loved by all the clan and Voleclaw a large tom respected by the clan. Her kit hood was much like that of the average kit. Playing with her sibling and "adventures" outside of the nursery. Eventually the two kits made it to apprentice hood.
Nightfrost at the time, Nightpaw, was apprenticed to Reedtail, Bluepaw was apprenticed to Weedheart. Like the two apprentices, the warriors each had different personalities. Reedtail was a noble cat, loyal to all in the clan. Weedheart was a secretive cat that trusted no one.
It was Weedheart though that worried Nightpaw. Unlike the warrior her sister was playful and sweet and she feared what the sneaky tom would do. Despite her worries she trained hard and did her best at everything she did. After awhile Nightpaw had noticed something had changed in Bluepaw. It wasn't the look of a love that she kept looking at Weedheart with. She had already known she had, had a crush on the tom since she could open her eyes. No, it was the change in her personality.
Not a moon ago was his sister playing and having fun. Now she was quiet and irritable. What had happened? Wanting to find out Nightpaww kept watch over her sister at all times except when asleep despite her protests. Early one morning Nightpaw awoke to his sister leaving the apprentice's den. Not wanting to let her know that she was awake she waited awhile before she followed her out. As quietly as she could the apprentice followed his sister through and out of camp. She was obviously going somewhere.
A bit later Weedheart joined Bluepaw seeming to not even notice Nightpaw's presence. Nightpaw watched silently as Weedheart flirted with his sister. It disgusted her. After awhile they changed the subject to killing their leader. At this the apprentice gasped alerting them to her presence. Nightpaw was frozen in place as Weedheart attacked her. Of course Weedheart being a warrior went to his advantage and soon Nightpaw was laying practically motionless on the ground. As her vision started to fade she saw Bluepaw wide eyed and shaking in fear. Shee knew then that she knew what Weedheart was truly like and before her vision faded completely she saw her run away from both Weedheart and herself.
Nightpaw had thought he was going to die, but after what felt like forever she awoke to the smell of herbs. She was in the medicine cat's den. When she had asked the medicine cat what had happened to Weedheart and Bluepaw she told him that Weedheart had left the clan. Before that, though, she told Nightpaw that Bluepaw was killed by Weedheart. When she heard that she had been devastated. She had loved Bluepaw like any sister, and now she was dead!
A moon later Nightpaw was able to the the medicine cat's den and two moons after that she was made into a warrior. Nightpaw became Nightcloud. Though she was made a warrior, the young cat still mourned over the loss of her sister. She would have continued to mourn with their parents, but their mother died from sickness while Nighfrost was injured, and their father was killed by a fox.
RP Sample: Nightfrost opened her green and blue eyes as the sun shone into the Warrior's den. Sitting up the small she-cat yawned, her fangs glistening slightly as the sunlight hit them. After yawning Nightfrost rose to her paws and proceeded to stretch. Once she finished stretching the Pineclan Warrior padded out of the den and into the light of the morning. Looking around the camp Nightfrost noticed that the cats were gathering by the nursery. Before going down to see what was going on the warrior shook her fur slightly to rid it of any dust.
Once done with that Nightfrost headed over to where the cats had gathered. "What's going on?" The small cat asked, her voice going over those of the other cats.
"It's Poppypelt, Nightfrost," One warrior replied looking at the Pineclan she-cat with sadness in his eyes. Eyes widening Nightfrost pushed through the cats before coming to the entrance of the nursery. Right there lay her former apprentice, unmoving with her single surviving kit Leopardkit by her side.
Nightfrost was devastated. First her sister Bluepaw had been killed, and now her former apprentice Poppypelt had died. "Move her to the center of camp so that we can all mourn her properly," Nightfrost murmured, unheathing her claws in grief, to a couple of the closer warriors. They nodded before setting to the task although she was the younger warrior. Going over to her former apprentices kit, Nightfrost sat beside him as they watched her former apprentice's body being carried to the center of camp. "Come on Leopardkit let's go mourn for your mother," Nightfrost whispered looking down at the kit before she rose to her paws and walked over to the dead warrior, Leopardkit at her heels. Once there the she-cat crouched down before putting her nose in the cold fur of her former apprentice, Pebblepaw doing the same. Closing her eyes, the Pineclan mourned for the loss of her former apprentice, and her closest friend.
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