Post by Silverpelt on Jun 29, 2008 16:30:06 GMT -5
I'm trying to up my standards ^.^ hope you like it
Name: Silverpaw
Clan: Shadowclan
Age: 8 moons
Gender: she-cat
Eye Color: Bright Blue
Pelt Color: Silver with darker stripes
Personality: Silverpaw is a secretive cat. She usually hides her feelings. She is very sweet and gentle to those very close to her. But, when confronted by somecat whom she doesn't really like, she'll usually send them away with a hiss. Sometimes, she'll even give them a cuff over the ears if they bother her too much. She only does this to the other apprentices, and sometimes the older kits.
Silverpaw is very respectful of the warriors in her clan. She will usually follow their orders, sometimes she'll question them before obeying. She is especially respectful of the Leader. She looks up to her leader, and wants to be just like them.
Description:
Silverpaw is a small, slender she-cat. Her silver fur is soft, and well-kept. Her pelt sparkles in the sunshine. Her eyes are a pretty sapphire blue, and they shine like sunlight on water. She has a small, soft pink nose, and short white whiskers. She has small, delicate white paws from which her very sharp claws unsheathe during battle. Her tail is long, and thin, tipped with white.
History: Silverpaw was born a kittypet, but she doesn't know that. Her mother was out in the forest as she was kitting. The nameless kit was left alone in the forest, because her mother accidentally dropped her while carrying the other two kits back to the nest.
She was found by a patrol. It was the middle of leafbare, and she was curled up, mewling pitifully as the cold settled into her fur.The Shadowclan cats brought her back to the camp, and nobody ever knew where she came from.
Silverkit was very mischievous. She was sneakier than most of the other kits. She would often lead them out on little adventures. They often dug up fresh-kill that the warriors and apprentices buried. The apprentices usually went back to their nests hungry. And, the kits slept soundly, never bothered by what they'd done. But sometimes Silverpaw still feels guilty about it. She doesn't know about the others, though, so she keeps quiet.
Silverpaw was apprenticed a little early, maybe a quarter moon early. But it hadn't stopped her from being a skilled apprentice. She worked just as hard as the older apprentices. She always felt the need to work harder than the others, and to be noticed. She loved to be praised for a job well-done, and she loved the way some of the cats in her clan fussed over her because of how well she did.
RP Example:
Soft white paws kissed the ground lightly as the silver tabby walked into the Shadowclan camp. She had just been out hunting. her paws were sore, but she was proud of herself. She had caught a raven. Silverpaw glanced around with narrowed blue eyes, and bent over the pile of fresh-kill, setting down the raven. Should i take something to the medicinecat, or should I just go back to the apprentice den to eat? she wondered, as she picked up a vole. The delicious scent drifted up her nostrils, and she could feel her mouth watering. I'll just go eat first. I have to go to battle-training after this. She padded over to sit beside the Apprentices den. Silverpaws stomach gave a low growl, and she took a bite out of the vole. It was a nice big vole, all she would need for today. She continued to eat, and glanced at the sky. It was nearing sun-high. I'd better hurry... she thought. I'll be late for battle training... She hurried to finish the vole.
Name: Silverpaw
Clan: Shadowclan
Age: 8 moons
Gender: she-cat
Eye Color: Bright Blue
Pelt Color: Silver with darker stripes
Personality: Silverpaw is a secretive cat. She usually hides her feelings. She is very sweet and gentle to those very close to her. But, when confronted by somecat whom she doesn't really like, she'll usually send them away with a hiss. Sometimes, she'll even give them a cuff over the ears if they bother her too much. She only does this to the other apprentices, and sometimes the older kits.
Silverpaw is very respectful of the warriors in her clan. She will usually follow their orders, sometimes she'll question them before obeying. She is especially respectful of the Leader. She looks up to her leader, and wants to be just like them.
Description:
Silverpaw is a small, slender she-cat. Her silver fur is soft, and well-kept. Her pelt sparkles in the sunshine. Her eyes are a pretty sapphire blue, and they shine like sunlight on water. She has a small, soft pink nose, and short white whiskers. She has small, delicate white paws from which her very sharp claws unsheathe during battle. Her tail is long, and thin, tipped with white.
History: Silverpaw was born a kittypet, but she doesn't know that. Her mother was out in the forest as she was kitting. The nameless kit was left alone in the forest, because her mother accidentally dropped her while carrying the other two kits back to the nest.
She was found by a patrol. It was the middle of leafbare, and she was curled up, mewling pitifully as the cold settled into her fur.The Shadowclan cats brought her back to the camp, and nobody ever knew where she came from.
Silverkit was very mischievous. She was sneakier than most of the other kits. She would often lead them out on little adventures. They often dug up fresh-kill that the warriors and apprentices buried. The apprentices usually went back to their nests hungry. And, the kits slept soundly, never bothered by what they'd done. But sometimes Silverpaw still feels guilty about it. She doesn't know about the others, though, so she keeps quiet.
Silverpaw was apprenticed a little early, maybe a quarter moon early. But it hadn't stopped her from being a skilled apprentice. She worked just as hard as the older apprentices. She always felt the need to work harder than the others, and to be noticed. She loved to be praised for a job well-done, and she loved the way some of the cats in her clan fussed over her because of how well she did.
RP Example:
Silverpaw
Soft white paws kissed the ground lightly as the silver tabby walked into the Shadowclan camp. She had just been out hunting. her paws were sore, but she was proud of herself. She had caught a raven. Silverpaw glanced around with narrowed blue eyes, and bent over the pile of fresh-kill, setting down the raven. Should i take something to the medicinecat, or should I just go back to the apprentice den to eat? she wondered, as she picked up a vole. The delicious scent drifted up her nostrils, and she could feel her mouth watering. I'll just go eat first. I have to go to battle-training after this. She padded over to sit beside the Apprentices den. Silverpaws stomach gave a low growl, and she took a bite out of the vole. It was a nice big vole, all she would need for today. She continued to eat, and glanced at the sky. It was nearing sun-high. I'd better hurry... she thought. I'll be late for battle training... She hurried to finish the vole.