Post by ---->Sly-gaze-<---- on Aug 28, 2009 17:16:00 GMT -5
Name: Blazebolt
Gender: male
Age: 18 moons
Clan: Dayclan
Position Auditioning for: medicine cat
Appearance: Blazebolt is a skinny, soft ginger and white furred tom-cat. He has blazing orange fur covering most of his face and back/sides. His muzzle and whole front is white though. His tail is white and orange striped. He has unusual bright hazel eyes that stand out the most about him. He has a fairly broad head, and is quite tall, with long back legs. His tail is short though, half the length it should be. His underbelly has thick white fur, so it's more protection from an attack. He has a smooth deep voice that somehow seduces some she-cats, it's quite odd. His teeth and claws are short but sharp, and he has a VERY sensitive nose, which is good for when he's out collecting herbs.
Personality: Blazebolt is an outspoken and care giving tom-cat. He is quite humorous at times, and is indeed very kind and respectful. He is very smart, and cunning. He is good at memorizing the different kinds of herbs and can scent a wounded or sick cat twelve badger lengths away. Er, well maybe not that good. But he has an awesome nose for scenting out. He isn't the kind of cat to disobey the warrior code, he lives for it. He doesn't like trouble makers, or mean cats. He likes to sit out in the sun and groom, and also likes to go out early in the mornings to collect herbs to stock up. He's very cautious and quiet. He usually keeps to himself unless he feels he needs to cut in or explain his opinion. He loves to have debates and isn't afraid to just chill out like a warrior if their's no one to tend to right then. He's abit of a geek, but everyone loves him anyway. He has a short fuse, which he trys not to let loose, can be hard. He's not all to shy, but can get abit tong tied if he's in a tight situation. He over-reacts too much too.
Mate: uhhh, he can't have one, sorry. xP
Other: your MOM! xD just kidding!
on with the rp sample!
Blazebolt was sitting outside the medicine cats' den, just chilling out. It was about close to dawn and he hadn't gotten a bit of sleep. Starclan had been sending him dreams lately....odd dreams he had hard times interpreting...
Sometimes he thought Starclan were dumb-bells, he wondered why they couldn't just send him a straight-forward message!
But no, they had to send him bits and pieces at a time. It was quite annoying really.
He had come outside to get some air, and to clear his head. Since he didn't have an apprentice (yet) He was mostly bored now. Since it was a good season, there were no cases of whitecough or anything of that matter. Border patrols came back with no thorns in their paws or scratches, and everything was just dandy. Except for Whitenose's kit, Blazekit. He was having some trouble breathing, but he always checked on him, and he was doing fine for the most part. He wondered if Blazekit was one of those....special kinds of cases.
Well, he didn't know exactly, what special case, but he'd figure it out. He'll have to ask one of the other medicine cats at the meeting next half-moon. Poor Blazekit was only four moons anyways. He still had some more time until he was apprenticed...
{okay, how was that? ^.^'}
