Post by Ramen on Jun 30, 2009 10:37:42 GMT -5
Name:Ashcloud
Gender:She-cat
Age:27 moons
Clan:Breezeclan
Rank:Deputy
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Appearance:Unlike most full grown cats Ashcloud is small. It works to her advantage though. It means those short legs of her have to carry less weight which makes it better for her to fight. Her teeth are terribly sharp though and her claws aren't the best things in the world but can deal some damage. At times, she seems like a cheetah cub.
Her eyes are amber and seem to have no emotions contained in them but if you look hard enough you can see them. The nose on Ashcloud's face is dainty and black. It seems to be one of the few feminine things about her. Their is a white streak on the left of her nose that goes to her belly. It somewhat curls around to get there, covering some parts of her legs.
Her pelt is dark gray, almost black. She seems flawless but she has two scars to show she isn't. They are located on her left hind leg and you can see it at any time. It's one of the many battle scars she has but the others are not as well seen.Over all Ashcloud is a rather attractive she-cat.I envy the fool who chooses her as his mate.
Summary:A Small dark gray she-cat with serious amber eyes
Personality:Opinionated and strong-willed, Ashmoon is sometimes difficult to get along with. She's very passionate about the things she does and If you argue with her you best be ready for a good debate. She doesn't take them that seriously but if she has too she will.With a blunt attitude, Ashmoon will not take anything from anyone, and expects respect for her to give respect.
Though if you can get past that stuff and befriend her,she can be a very loyal and sweet cat. If you were to hurt a friend of her or her clan you should watch your back though. She can be rather mature for her age but knows when to lighten up. Many cats wonder about her bipolar attitude. She doesn't like foxes and will not tolerate them at all. It's one of the few fears she has.
To other cats outside of her clan she can act a little mean but it's only because she doesn't want them to think of her clan as inferior. To her clan mates she is like a queen caring for her kits. She doesn't baby them. Far from that she puts 'Tough Love' into a new perspective. Ashmoon doesn't treat them that harshly but if they do something she thinks wrong/unneeded/or puts everyone in danger she isn't afraid to give out her worst. That large brain of hers doesn't hold just wisdom, but a clever persona as well.
History:Kithood
Ashkit was born to Arrowtail and Shootingblaze. Her mother was from Pensiveclan while her father came from Dreadclan. A bit of a mix-up. It was completely acceptable because before either of the two met, Arrowtail was taken into Pensiveclan as an apprentice. As he grew, he earned the trust of many cats in his clan through hard work and intelligence that shines in Ashcloud to this day. He soon fell in love with Shootingblaze, an orange and white she-cat. They fell in love and mated what else could have happened?
Now this is where Ashkit's story starts. When she was born she came as a bit of a surprise. She had her fathers dark gray fur, but also a white patch from her mother. Her two brothers however, looked like Shootingblaze except with flecks of black. Many cats were slightly surprised when she earned her mothers amber eyes instead of the icy blue eyes of her father. They loved her none the less, more so her father, for he finally had someone who looked a bit like him.
Apprenticeship
She soon earned the name Ashpaw. Her mentor was Frostedleaf, who she got along with rather well. After a while, the mentors soon noticed that Ashpaw was gifted. She always seemed a tad bit better at fighting than all the others, while her brothers were great hunters. Ashpaw did her best to help everyone out. She longed to connect with her mother, who was overly kind,but died five moons earlier because of a sickness. Ashpaw wasn't as close to her mother as she felt she should be, but her father was the one she liked talking to the most. At least she hadn't become depressed like one of her brothers had.
Warrior times
After many moons spent practicing, Ashpaw earned the name of Ashcloud, for her beautiful pelt. All seemed well,but Nemesis the goddess of revenge can never allow to much good fortune. She was hunting with her father, a normal thing actually. Another cat came along as well.They were just strolling and enjoying the scenery, in a way having a silent talk about nature. Then they smelt the faint scent of a fox.
It wasn't really new but it was new enough for the fox to be in the area. The other cat ran back for help while she and her father scouted ahead.They soon came upon it's make-shift den and realized they were in over there heads. There was a pregnant female and male. Her father signaled to walk silently away but ended up making just enough noise for the male to wake up. It spotted them and attacked Ashcloud who was the closest.
Her father jumped on the fox, but not before the vile creature gave Ashcloud the visible scar she has now.The female woke up and started to attack as well. Luckily some warriors burst through the undergrowth and attacked. They soon drove away the foxes and got her father back to the medicine cat.
That was the day her father died and she thought she caused it. A few moons later she got an apprentice by the name of Dawnpaw. They grew close and Ashcloud was happy for her when she became a warrior. Ashcloud continued doing her best with things, not qiute knowing how her destiny would turn out.
The transition from Warrior to Deputy
Well it turns out that fate hadn't doomed her to a rather bad destiny.A few months later the old deputy died. Everyone was sure it would go to either Ashcloud,Silvertail,or Sunpool,all three of them having grown up together.As everyone knows the lucky cat was Ashcloud.She has served her clan well during those times as deputy.
Role Play Example:Should I get a warriors one or would this suffice?
Other:Nothing I can think of
Gender:She-cat
Age:27 moons
Clan:Breezeclan
Rank:Deputy
Picture:Click here
Appearance:Unlike most full grown cats Ashcloud is small. It works to her advantage though. It means those short legs of her have to carry less weight which makes it better for her to fight. Her teeth are terribly sharp though and her claws aren't the best things in the world but can deal some damage. At times, she seems like a cheetah cub.
Her eyes are amber and seem to have no emotions contained in them but if you look hard enough you can see them. The nose on Ashcloud's face is dainty and black. It seems to be one of the few feminine things about her. Their is a white streak on the left of her nose that goes to her belly. It somewhat curls around to get there, covering some parts of her legs.
Her pelt is dark gray, almost black. She seems flawless but she has two scars to show she isn't. They are located on her left hind leg and you can see it at any time. It's one of the many battle scars she has but the others are not as well seen.Over all Ashcloud is a rather attractive she-cat.
Summary:A Small dark gray she-cat with serious amber eyes
Personality:Opinionated and strong-willed, Ashmoon is sometimes difficult to get along with. She's very passionate about the things she does and If you argue with her you best be ready for a good debate. She doesn't take them that seriously but if she has too she will.With a blunt attitude, Ashmoon will not take anything from anyone, and expects respect for her to give respect.
Though if you can get past that stuff and befriend her,she can be a very loyal and sweet cat. If you were to hurt a friend of her or her clan you should watch your back though. She can be rather mature for her age but knows when to lighten up. Many cats wonder about her bipolar attitude. She doesn't like foxes and will not tolerate them at all. It's one of the few fears she has.
To other cats outside of her clan she can act a little mean but it's only because she doesn't want them to think of her clan as inferior. To her clan mates she is like a queen caring for her kits. She doesn't baby them. Far from that she puts 'Tough Love' into a new perspective. Ashmoon doesn't treat them that harshly but if they do something she thinks wrong/unneeded/or puts everyone in danger she isn't afraid to give out her worst. That large brain of hers doesn't hold just wisdom, but a clever persona as well.
History:Kithood
Ashkit was born to Arrowtail and Shootingblaze. Her mother was from Pensiveclan while her father came from Dreadclan. A bit of a mix-up. It was completely acceptable because before either of the two met, Arrowtail was taken into Pensiveclan as an apprentice. As he grew, he earned the trust of many cats in his clan through hard work and intelligence that shines in Ashcloud to this day. He soon fell in love with Shootingblaze, an orange and white she-cat. They fell in love and mated what else could have happened?
Now this is where Ashkit's story starts. When she was born she came as a bit of a surprise. She had her fathers dark gray fur, but also a white patch from her mother. Her two brothers however, looked like Shootingblaze except with flecks of black. Many cats were slightly surprised when she earned her mothers amber eyes instead of the icy blue eyes of her father. They loved her none the less, more so her father, for he finally had someone who looked a bit like him.
Apprenticeship
She soon earned the name Ashpaw. Her mentor was Frostedleaf, who she got along with rather well. After a while, the mentors soon noticed that Ashpaw was gifted. She always seemed a tad bit better at fighting than all the others, while her brothers were great hunters. Ashpaw did her best to help everyone out. She longed to connect with her mother, who was overly kind,but died five moons earlier because of a sickness. Ashpaw wasn't as close to her mother as she felt she should be, but her father was the one she liked talking to the most. At least she hadn't become depressed like one of her brothers had.
Warrior times
After many moons spent practicing, Ashpaw earned the name of Ashcloud, for her beautiful pelt. All seemed well,but Nemesis the goddess of revenge can never allow to much good fortune. She was hunting with her father, a normal thing actually. Another cat came along as well.They were just strolling and enjoying the scenery, in a way having a silent talk about nature. Then they smelt the faint scent of a fox.
It wasn't really new but it was new enough for the fox to be in the area. The other cat ran back for help while she and her father scouted ahead.They soon came upon it's make-shift den and realized they were in over there heads. There was a pregnant female and male. Her father signaled to walk silently away but ended up making just enough noise for the male to wake up. It spotted them and attacked Ashcloud who was the closest.
Her father jumped on the fox, but not before the vile creature gave Ashcloud the visible scar she has now.The female woke up and started to attack as well. Luckily some warriors burst through the undergrowth and attacked. They soon drove away the foxes and got her father back to the medicine cat.
That was the day her father died and she thought she caused it. A few moons later she got an apprentice by the name of Dawnpaw. They grew close and Ashcloud was happy for her when she became a warrior. Ashcloud continued doing her best with things, not qiute knowing how her destiny would turn out.
The transition from Warrior to Deputy
Well it turns out that fate hadn't doomed her to a rather bad destiny.A few months later the old deputy died. Everyone was sure it would go to either Ashcloud,Silvertail,or Sunpool,all three of them having grown up together.As everyone knows the lucky cat was Ashcloud.She has served her clan well during those times as deputy.
Role Play Example:Should I get a warriors one or would this suffice?
What was he even doing in a cementary? Well I certainly can't explain how his mind works now can I?Really and truly,he was here because he felt like it. He had heard some of the other faeries talking about it.The place was a great meeting spot for others like them.No humans seemed to go here except for a few who's scents seemed to mingle everywhere.He was actually glad about that. Their scent abused his poor cat nose. Well he is a shapeshifter. Of course it was hard to turn into an actual animal. The first time he did, he went into a come for a few months. He's had years of practice though. He can only do one form though. everyone else he knows of can do two now. He sees no reason to have another animal form though.
Did you actually think he was going to change into his little black cat form right now? He would probably change right back after a few hours. It's not like he had clothes when he changed back either.You think they magically appear? It was a hassle to turn into an animal,but the perks were nice. Heightened senses,girls fawned over you,and you could get away with alot. For Jacob,the cons outweighed the pros.
He had already moved away from the satyrs. His feet just pulled him in the direction of a scent. Human. Almost all 'mythical beings' could tell a humans scent from a supernatural scent. It wasn't extremely hard at all.He saw the girl. She was standing at a tombstone,watching the satyrs he had been sitting with only moments ago. He tilted his head and was just about to yell at the pink-haired girl. Well that's the only characteristic he could see of her. That's when he heard the music. It was beautiful and Jacob almost broke into a run towards it. Thank god he was great at controlling himself.He calmed down slightly before weighting the options in his head.'Scaring a little human who shouldn't be here or asking for an encore of that song?'He was never that good with decisions.
Did you actually think he was going to change into his little black cat form right now? He would probably change right back after a few hours. It's not like he had clothes when he changed back either.You think they magically appear? It was a hassle to turn into an animal,but the perks were nice. Heightened senses,girls fawned over you,and you could get away with alot. For Jacob,the cons outweighed the pros.
He had already moved away from the satyrs. His feet just pulled him in the direction of a scent. Human. Almost all 'mythical beings' could tell a humans scent from a supernatural scent. It wasn't extremely hard at all.He saw the girl. She was standing at a tombstone,watching the satyrs he had been sitting with only moments ago. He tilted his head and was just about to yell at the pink-haired girl. Well that's the only characteristic he could see of her. That's when he heard the music. It was beautiful and Jacob almost broke into a run towards it. Thank god he was great at controlling himself.He calmed down slightly before weighting the options in his head.'Scaring a little human who shouldn't be here or asking for an encore of that song?'He was never that good with decisions.
Other:Nothing I can think of