Post by Sparrow on Jul 27, 2009 23:10:19 GMT -5
Name: Sparrowsong
Gender: Female
Age: 18 Moons
Clan: LeafClan
Appearance: She has a lithe and lean body with long legs for chasing down swift prey. She has a short and thick waterproof pale brown tabby coat for swimming, she got that from her mother. She has tall pointed ears that she uses to hear the slightest movement before the chase. She has small but quick white pawspaws that she puts to good use. She has sharp teeth and claws, with pale, baby blue/teal/darker blue eyes like non other cat. She has a black nose and a tail as fluffy as a fox's, that she got from her mother.
Personality: A mischievous and hyper little kit, a little ball of brown fluff. Even as a full grown warrior she's still hyper, but can control herself and is starting to settle down... for now. But he can sometimes use her hyperness to his advantage in battle, she can get a sudden burst of power in nearly defeated state. She may appear to be a loyal and kind warrior who follows the code, but it does slip her mind. In battle she can turn into this bloodthirsty cat who you might not want to be around. She struggles with herself, trying not to let it show, but with each fight... and each kill, she turns more bloodthirsty. She shows some signs of leadership skills but she needs to mature and learn, she is still young and foolish, but hopefully with time this will change.
Family: Mother: Talconstream. Father: Falcontooth. Sister: Swallowflight. Mate: N/A. Kits: N/A
History: She was born somewhere in RainClan land, since her mother was RainClan. Her father was with the mother. After Talconstream (mother) gave birth Falcontooth (father) took Sparrowsong and Swallowflight (only sibling) back to camp. He said that she was his kit, but he would not reveal who the mother was. To this day no one knows about Talconstream and Falcontooth's love, they only see each other at gatherings now, they have no more kits, but some cats wonder... Sparrowsong was trying to learn the hunter's crouch since she was first born, and she always hunted other kits tails. When she became an apprentice with Swallowflight she trained hardest in the Clan and was a very strong fighter and tracker-one of the best in the Clan. But with each battle, and each kill, she became more bloodthirsty, she has been trying to fight to be something she's not... or is she? She soon earned her warrior name with her sister by her side. She was appointed Razorstar's second deputy, and after Razorstar died Skystar became leader, Sparrowsong was a young deputy and not experienced enough for the job, and she was fine with that. Now she faces her own problems, as well as her deputy duties, family issues, and fighting what she believes she's not...
Mate: N/A
RolePlay Sample: Sparrowsong lept at the white tom with a fierce side that only showed in battle. She scored her claws down his side as he yowled. He fell back with force as she jumped off him. He snarled then rushed at her, she dodged to the side. He snarled again and lept at her face, she got blown back by his power, he was strong and may have long claws, but she had one thing no MoonClan cat had; her hyperness, which reflected into speed.
So she used that to her advantage, which made her a good warrior, and deputy. She kicked him off using her hind paws and lept on top of him, scoring her claws across his belly, thin scarlet blood lines started seeping out from his white fur. Just then she caught the dark leader of MoonClan, Demonstar leap at the leader of her Clan, Razorstar. Demonstar won the battle, he was bigger and Razorstar was already weak, it was her last life. He pinned her then ripped his claws through her throat. She fell back motionless.
"No!" She howled, pushing the white tom aside and charging at Demonstar. The snickering dark leader was taken by surprise at her move. She pulled him to the ground with her force. She was apprentice size compared to him, he was so big he could be the great rock!
Quick as lightening she opened her mouth and was about to close in around his neck. He froze, her teeth were less then a paw length away from his blood and flesh. A MoonClan leader for a LeafClan leader, seemed fair, right?
With snake like movements she snapped off him and landed a tail length away. He hauled himself up from the dust. "You stupid cat... you could have killed me!" He snickered.
"A good warrior doesn't have to kill to be honored." And with that she left him laying in the dust, she walked away from him, past all the gloating MoonClan warriors, and the retreating LeafClan cats. LeafClan had won the battle this time, and she knew she wouldn't be the next leader, she was far too young. But the next battle with MoonClan would be MoonClan's biggest regret.
The same white tom charged at her as she walked away, he scored his claws down her side. She crouched low, sucking in the pain, it hurt, yes, of course. They MoonClan warriors had gathered and were snickering behind her, laughing. She could not let it show, she could not let them think they had the last laugh just because they won. She turned around and with a sudden burst she snarled at the tom before scraping her claws along his side. "How does it feel?" She growled coolly in his ear, she could smell the blood pooling beside him. He would die soon if he did not get treated.
She backed off, she didn't want to be a bloodthirsty cat, she could not be... She was shaking... She could have killed the MoonClan leader, but she hadn't, she had remembered the warrior code then, but she almost lost grip of it there... She could never do that again...
Name: Smallflower
Gender: Female
Age: 17 Moons, a fairly young medicine cat
Clan: LeafClan
Position Auditioning For: Temp. LeafClan MedCat
Appearance: Long haired she-cat- unusually small -with different coloured brown tabby mixes covering her pelt. She had a small cherry-like nose, long pointed ears with tufts of fur, small delicate white paws, a long fluffy fox-like tail, and mixed forest green eyes. A very light, soft singing-like voice.
Personality: As soft as a new-born kit's fur, gentle like she were handling the lives of her own kits, mature even though young but as if she were a medicine cat for uncountable seasons, caring like a queen cares for her kits, compassionate like fire as if every thing she decides is the fate of her Clan... Quiet, calm, collected, tends to keep to herself.
Mate: N/A
Other:
"Smallflower!" Mistyheart screeched her name as if a whole hoard of badgers were invading the nursery. Without words Smallflower abandoned making the marigold mixtures and raced to-wards the blue-gray queen. Terror tore threw Mistyheart's gaze, as she clawed up the earth below her with her claws. The fire in the queens gaze was only triggered when one thing happened.
She looked down, on the poor, tiny, helpless bundle of fur beneath her. She inhaled deeply, "What happened?" She asked right before she scooped up the silverly-white tabby she-kit. She raced to-wards the medicine den, already pretty sure of what happened. As she exploded into the den she quickly placed the small she-kit- named Larkkit -on the layer of moss she had made into a nest in case of an emergencies like this. She darted across the hallowed-out rock beside the hallowed-out tree and popped inside. Emerging a heartbeat later with yarrow and a spiky borage leaf.
She hurried into the medicine den again, and looked down at the she-kit, she didn't have much time left. "Larkkit? Can you hear me?" She mewed quickly and they opened the small kits mouth with her paw. She quickly finished chewing the yarrow, careful not to swallow any. She spit it out, and quickly pushed it as far as she could, down the kit's throat. She closed Larkkit's open mouth with her paw, and with the other, lifting her neck and rubbing her paw over her throat, forcing the yarrow to go down. Once it was swallow she placed the borage leaf under the kit's mouth, waiting.
One... Two... Three... and there! Just then Larkkit retracted onto the borage leaf. Smallflower sighed thankfully before scooping up the leaf and disposing of it. Mistyheart had been watching the whole time, her eyes wide with horror.
"Its okay, Mistyheart," she soothed the blue-gray queen. She walked out of the medicine den and grabbed a pawful of thyme from the storage. She returned and saw Mistyheart now sitting, her eyes still wide. She pushed the thyme leaves to-wards the queen. Mistyheart looked over to her, confused. She nodded, as Mistyheart began to lap them up with her pink tongue.
She looked to the side and saw Larkkit's sister and brother padding in nervously, they were scared for their sister. "She's going to be fine," she assured them. Jaykit and Heronkit sighed relief and curled up beside their sister, Mistyheart curling around them all. She wondered what would have happened if she hadn't saved Larkkit's life, one less Clanmate, one less future warrior. One less member of the small family. She looked down on Mistyheart and her three kits... Seeing them happily sleeping together, knowing she saved Larkkit from death, this is what a medicine cat lived for... This is what she lived for.
Name: Falcontooth
Age: 28 Moons
Gender: Male
Appearance: Dark brown tabby tom, long dark stripes running along his flank. Pointed ears, a short tail, short legs, pointed face, long whiskers, good nose, large hind-quarters. Greenish eyes like a leaf in Newleaf.
Personality: Brave, loyal, fierce, a good hunter and very swift, cares and values for his love ones over his own life.
Family: Mother: ???. Father: ???. Siblings: None Mate: Talconstream (RainClan). Kits: Sparrowsong, Swallowflight
History: He had been a loyal LeafClan warrior his whole life, until of course he met Talconstream. They soon fell in love and had two kits, Sparrowsong the current LeafClan deputy, and Swallowflight a popular LeafClan warrior.
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Mate: Talconstream (RainClan)
Other: No one to this day knows of Talconstream and Falcontooth's love, and Sparrowsong and Swallowflight still don't know anything about their mother.
Name: Swallowflight
Age: 18 Moons
Gender: Female
Appearance: A dark brown tabby she-cat with hazel/golden eyes, a raspberry coloured nose. A white muzzle and cream around her tabby pelt, and a pale brown base coat.
Personality: Brave, loyal, fierce, a good hunter and very swift.
Family: Mother: Talconstream. Father: Falcontooth. Sister: Sparrowsong. Mate: N/A. Kits: N/A
History: She was born in MoonClan camp with her sister, Sparrowsong. But right after they were born her mother and father left the kits in care of MoonClan and ran off.
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Mate: N/A
Other: N/A
Name: Bladesoul
Age: 25 Moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: LeafClan
Clan Position: Warrior
Appearance: His is a light gray tom with thick fur that falls over him in layers. His legs turn darker gray and slowly to black as they hit his paws, this same pattern is also visible on his tail, face and ears.
Personality: Softer then his former mate, Razorstar. He isn't harsh or has sharp movements, instead soft and more calm movements.
Family: Mother: ??? Father: ??? Brothers/Sisters: N/A Mate: Razorstar Kits: Sablekit & Ospreykit.
History: Before his mate left him he was happier, his soft personality still showing, but he was happier with his kits about to come and everything was all good. Then Razorstar died in battle. He has been very unlively ever since his mate died, he barely speaks, even to his own kits. And he only goes out when asked.
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Mate: Formally Razorstar (she walks with the stars now...)
Name: Sablekit (storm)
Age: 6 Moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: LeafClan
Clan Position: Apprentices
Appearance: A short haired black tom. His fur has a bluey tint to it. He has dark sable coloured eyes. Black claws, teeth and whiskers like his brother.
Personality: Has more of his father's personality then Spearkit, he acts softer but his general personality is his mothers. He's still very quick and has sharp movements when stalking prey or battling an enemy Clan.
Family: Mother: Razorstar Father: Bladesoul Brother: Ospreykit Mate: N/A Kits: N/A
History: Then Razorstar went and died in battle a few sunraises after her new kits were born. After she died Sablekit and Ospreykit were raised by another queen. His own father barely talks to him or his brother at this point, they don't know much about anything and just wanna discover the world as young kits do.
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Imagine him bigger...
Mate: N/A
Name: Ospreykit (spots)
Age: 6 Moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: LeafClan
Clan Position: Apprentice
Appearance: He has a white base like his mother. And he has brown and black spots on top. He has glossy black claws, teeth and whiskers.
Personality: A strong, confident kit, though he may be too confident. A good stalker, which he got from his mother.
Family: Mother: Razorstar Father: Bladesoul Brother: Sablekit Mate: N/A Kits: N/A
History: Then Razorstar went and died in battle a few sunraises after her new kits were born. After she died Ospreykit and Sablekit were raised by another queen. His own father barely talks to him or his brother at this point, they don't know much about anything and just wanna discover the world as young kits do.
Kit/Apprentice/Warrior: Picture:
(Imagine him a bit bigger as he grows, sorry couldn't find another picture)
Mate: N/A
