Post by Braveheart on Jan 24, 2009 21:46:59 GMT -5
Name: Icepaw
Gender:she-cat
Age:11 moons
Clan:FallenClan
Rank:apprentice
Description:Icepaw is a slender white she-cat. Her eyes are a deep blue, and twinkle in the starlight. Her tail and pelt are fluffy. Her claws are a light shade of gray.
Personality: Icepaw is a fun-loving, thoughtful apprentice. At least, that's how she would describe herself. The truth be told, Icepaw is all those things. And much more. She is defensive, stubborn, and loves to joke. Her personality wins over many cats.
History: Icepaw was born a true clan cat, and by the time she was 3 moons old, she had already heard the elder's best stories enough that she could probably recite them in her sleep, snuck out on patrol, and offically became the naughtiest cat in the clan. Her bright spirit was never crushed, no matter how many times she failed again and again. Finally, she just decided that she was given a great honor, and she gave it up. Well, not really.
Rp Example: A streak of light blinded Icepaw. " OW!" She yelled, unsheathing her claws and scrabbling at the light. " Calm down, sweety!" Her mother's voice echoed inside Icepaw's head. Icepaw's blue eyes darkened, and she glared menacingly at her mother's eyes. " What? Toadpaw got his pelt sprayed by a skunk?" She hissed. " I was having my hunting assessment! I was going to become a warrior! And yet here you are, being so overprotective! It really gets annoying. Please, just let me live a normal life! PLEASE!" Icepaw begged, her eyes pleading.
Codeward:darknessfalls8
Gender:she-cat
Age:11 moons
Clan:FallenClan
Rank:apprentice
Description:Icepaw is a slender white she-cat. Her eyes are a deep blue, and twinkle in the starlight. Her tail and pelt are fluffy. Her claws are a light shade of gray.
Personality: Icepaw is a fun-loving, thoughtful apprentice. At least, that's how she would describe herself. The truth be told, Icepaw is all those things. And much more. She is defensive, stubborn, and loves to joke. Her personality wins over many cats.
History: Icepaw was born a true clan cat, and by the time she was 3 moons old, she had already heard the elder's best stories enough that she could probably recite them in her sleep, snuck out on patrol, and offically became the naughtiest cat in the clan. Her bright spirit was never crushed, no matter how many times she failed again and again. Finally, she just decided that she was given a great honor, and she gave it up. Well, not really.
Rp Example: A streak of light blinded Icepaw. " OW!" She yelled, unsheathing her claws and scrabbling at the light. " Calm down, sweety!" Her mother's voice echoed inside Icepaw's head. Icepaw's blue eyes darkened, and she glared menacingly at her mother's eyes. " What? Toadpaw got his pelt sprayed by a skunk?" She hissed. " I was having my hunting assessment! I was going to become a warrior! And yet here you are, being so overprotective! It really gets annoying. Please, just let me live a normal life! PLEASE!" Icepaw begged, her eyes pleading.
Codeward:darknessfalls8
