Post by silentstorm on Jan 27, 2008 15:14:42 GMT -5
Biography Form
Picture: www.spca.bc.ca/Nanaimo/Lost%20And%20Found/clyde.jpg
Name: Fernleaf
Age: 48 moons (4 years yrs)
Gender: Tom
Clan: Pineclan
Rank: Medicene cat
Description: Fernleaf has a pelt which is layered. It is dappled and each layer is darker. If you combed right under his fur would be near black. The first layer is snow white, the next is smokey, the third is a deeper gray and the last is black. The final is also unseen except for his belly which is black. He looks very unusual for a cat. His ears are lined with black. His whiskers are black and are long due to his big build. His fur is very long. He is very handsome and has a broad shoulders and a large build. For a two year old cat, he is above average in size. He has one scar on the bridge of his nose. His right back paw is broken but he has grown used to using it.
Personality: Fernleaf has a very long attention span. He wont stop healing until the cat is PURELY better. He is not the most friendly cat in general. Fernleaf is grumpy in general as he always dreamed of becoming a warrior but his broken paw stopped him. He is always on the look out for injuries. If a cat is hurt he is always putting his paw in. In truth he adores his job. Soon enough he will warm up to his job and become friendly, talkitive and gentle. He hates his family heratige as many annoy him because his mother was a rabid loner. He wishes he knew his father but he died before he was old enough to remember. He now hates fighting as it is to violent for a medicene cat. He wishes for a mate. He can have them as a male medicene cat but he is unsure if it would be true to his clan.
History: Fernleaf was very young when he was chased away by his horrific mother. His mother was a rabid loner and a vicious one at that. His father was a warrior in Pineclan. His father trusted his mother but she killed him in a huge fight just a day after Fernkit's birth. He died terribly as a slit in his throat and has never been seen in Starclan yet. Well, He may well be there but there have been no recent dreams of him. In the near future Fernleaf will get a dream from him. His father died to soon for the young kit to remember or even know him. As I said before, He wasnt exactly ABANDONED by his mother but he was chased away. The RP I have posted is on this. He ran all the way into Pineclan camp where he was found by the leader. Scared, he almost ran away but after a few hours of staying the clan voted him as a member of the clan. Fernkit was overjoyed. As an apprentice, Fernpaw learned fast but he was also very disobedient. His mentor told him not to leave camp when there was a sudden increase in birds, And everyone knew that Fernpaw LOVED birds. So he escaped from camp and chased a bird up a high tree. He found himself alone and stuck. The branch he was standing on was thin and the bark on the tree had slipped off-Causing disabilty to climb. The nearest branch was also to far to jump to. The branch snapped and he fell a great height- crippling his foot. He almost broke his leg but he got lucky and it healed. He did, however, pull it out of the socket. He finally decided to become the medicene cat apprentice. A few days after he became the apprentice his mother was found dead of rabies in the forest. A while ago his mentor died. Fernleaf works in the den now.
Role Playing Example (OPTIONAL!): Fernkit heard his mother and father yowling and howling. His father was hissing most of the time. He flicked his tail powerfully. Then he lunged at the she-cat. The other feline caught his paw and he screeched. Crimson blood spilled on the ground. He drew his paw back and didnt place it on the ground again. When he moved, he limped. Then the female closed in. She raised her paw. She swiped. A scream echoed through the forest. She had struck his throat or atleast attempted. She removed her claws from the skin and they were caked in the scarlet blood. This said she had struck. Fernkit's father breathed for a moment, blood gurgling in his throat and then it stopped abruptly-cut off by a flow of the dark red liquid. Then the rabid loner turned to the kit. Her mouth was covered in white foam. Her normally yellow and loving eyes had turned violet red. Fernkit whimpered. She moved heavily. Fernkit was far faster and he dissapeared into the foliage. He ran and ran as far and fast as his small legs could take him. He found himself in a center of cats busy with activitys. Could this be the place his father had been so many times...
Family: None
Special skills/abilities: Swimming, Running and healing
Picture: www.spca.bc.ca/Nanaimo/Lost%20And%20Found/clyde.jpg
Name: Fernleaf
Age: 48 moons (4 years yrs)
Gender: Tom
Clan: Pineclan
Rank: Medicene cat
Description: Fernleaf has a pelt which is layered. It is dappled and each layer is darker. If you combed right under his fur would be near black. The first layer is snow white, the next is smokey, the third is a deeper gray and the last is black. The final is also unseen except for his belly which is black. He looks very unusual for a cat. His ears are lined with black. His whiskers are black and are long due to his big build. His fur is very long. He is very handsome and has a broad shoulders and a large build. For a two year old cat, he is above average in size. He has one scar on the bridge of his nose. His right back paw is broken but he has grown used to using it.
Personality: Fernleaf has a very long attention span. He wont stop healing until the cat is PURELY better. He is not the most friendly cat in general. Fernleaf is grumpy in general as he always dreamed of becoming a warrior but his broken paw stopped him. He is always on the look out for injuries. If a cat is hurt he is always putting his paw in. In truth he adores his job. Soon enough he will warm up to his job and become friendly, talkitive and gentle. He hates his family heratige as many annoy him because his mother was a rabid loner. He wishes he knew his father but he died before he was old enough to remember. He now hates fighting as it is to violent for a medicene cat. He wishes for a mate. He can have them as a male medicene cat but he is unsure if it would be true to his clan.
History: Fernleaf was very young when he was chased away by his horrific mother. His mother was a rabid loner and a vicious one at that. His father was a warrior in Pineclan. His father trusted his mother but she killed him in a huge fight just a day after Fernkit's birth. He died terribly as a slit in his throat and has never been seen in Starclan yet. Well, He may well be there but there have been no recent dreams of him. In the near future Fernleaf will get a dream from him. His father died to soon for the young kit to remember or even know him. As I said before, He wasnt exactly ABANDONED by his mother but he was chased away. The RP I have posted is on this. He ran all the way into Pineclan camp where he was found by the leader. Scared, he almost ran away but after a few hours of staying the clan voted him as a member of the clan. Fernkit was overjoyed. As an apprentice, Fernpaw learned fast but he was also very disobedient. His mentor told him not to leave camp when there was a sudden increase in birds, And everyone knew that Fernpaw LOVED birds. So he escaped from camp and chased a bird up a high tree. He found himself alone and stuck. The branch he was standing on was thin and the bark on the tree had slipped off-Causing disabilty to climb. The nearest branch was also to far to jump to. The branch snapped and he fell a great height- crippling his foot. He almost broke his leg but he got lucky and it healed. He did, however, pull it out of the socket. He finally decided to become the medicene cat apprentice. A few days after he became the apprentice his mother was found dead of rabies in the forest. A while ago his mentor died. Fernleaf works in the den now.
Role Playing Example (OPTIONAL!): Fernkit heard his mother and father yowling and howling. His father was hissing most of the time. He flicked his tail powerfully. Then he lunged at the she-cat. The other feline caught his paw and he screeched. Crimson blood spilled on the ground. He drew his paw back and didnt place it on the ground again. When he moved, he limped. Then the female closed in. She raised her paw. She swiped. A scream echoed through the forest. She had struck his throat or atleast attempted. She removed her claws from the skin and they were caked in the scarlet blood. This said she had struck. Fernkit's father breathed for a moment, blood gurgling in his throat and then it stopped abruptly-cut off by a flow of the dark red liquid. Then the rabid loner turned to the kit. Her mouth was covered in white foam. Her normally yellow and loving eyes had turned violet red. Fernkit whimpered. She moved heavily. Fernkit was far faster and he dissapeared into the foliage. He ran and ran as far and fast as his small legs could take him. He found himself in a center of cats busy with activitys. Could this be the place his father had been so many times...
Family: None
Special skills/abilities: Swimming, Running and healing
