Post by regret on Feb 19, 2007 11:58:32 GMT -5
Name: Tearfulregret
Gender: She-cat
Age: 24 moons
Clan: Moonclan
Rank: Warrior
Looks: Tearfulregret is a shorthaired deep black she-cat with a blueish hue to her fur. She has a powerful build for a she-cat, but you can still see that she is a she-cat. She has long legs, and graceful paws. On her left cheek she has a grey splotch. Her tail is long and it doesn’t have any markings. Her right hind foot has a white snip on the front of her toes.
Actions: Tearfulregret has had a traumatic past. Her mate recently left her and Moonclan without saying goodbye, leaving her swimming in memories. She is kind to all in her clan, but can act sometimes distant for these reasons. She respects higher ranking members of the clan and follows orders. She does not look down on lower ranking members of the clan, remembering that she too once had to work hard to earn warrior status. She is swift, sharp-witted, and loves to hunt and does well in battles. She feels a deep loyalty to protect her clan, and would willingly lay down her life for them.
Past: Tearfulregret was born in and raised in MoonClan. Her father, Silverclaw died in a valiant defense against an attack on MoonClan’s camp. Tearfulregrets’s mother, Featherheart, died in giving birth to Tearfulkit. Tearfulkit had brothers and sisters but they were killed off that following leaf-bare by the deadly green cough. Never knowing a family, Tearfulpaw poured her heart and soul into her clan. Tearfulpaw trained hard under her mentor Eaglefeather to become a warrior. Then she was finally given her warrior name Tearfulregret.
In Character: [from another site, but I figured this is an RP example as good as any]
Clearstar blinked her eyes open slowly. Morning rays of light peeked through the cave entrance. Shaking excess moss from her pelt, she gave her chest a quick lick and made her way out into the morning light. “Mosspelt will you lead this mornings dawn patrol?” Clearstar heard her deputy giving out orders.. Clearstar gazed out upon her clan, warriors were beginning to emerge from the warrior’s den, stretching and talking as they did so. Clearstar took a minute to groom herself. remember, clearstar I will always be with you.. a breeze blew through that ruffled her freshly groomed pelt, she still remembered her fathers dying words. Her blue eyes momentarily darken with grief, but she shook it off and padded down the ledge towards her deputy.
“Good morning, Clearstar,” he dipped his head in respect.
Touching his shoulder with her tail, she asked, “may I have a word?”
Clearstar had trust in her deputy, she had mentored him herself. He was a large tortishell tom with broad muscular shoulders and deep green eyes.
“There has been peace in this forest for many moons, thank Starclan! But with leaf-bare on the way we must make sure our scent markers are clear. Pray will become scarcer, so make sure that pile for fresh-kill is stocked well. Blueheart needs to begin to collect herbs for green cough and-” Clearstar was cut off by her deputy.
“Clearstar, we have begun these preparations, everything is underway, I assure you. But may I ask you a question?”
Clearstar flicked her tail, slightly annoyed that her deputy would cut her off in mid speech. “Very well.” she replied shortly.
Gazing reproachfully at his leader, he spoke, “Is everything alright? You have seemed troubled lately.. and I-”
“Lionfur, I know you mean well, but I am fine.” Just then a black ball of fur skidded right into the private meeting, colliding with the clan leader’s leg and knocking her off balance.
“Briarpaw! Watch where you are going!” Lionfur chided the young apprentice.
More amused than upset, Clearstar said calmly “That is quite alright, your mentor should have taken you out to the training hollow by now anyway.” Embarrassed, Briarpaw mumbled a quick apology and scampered away.
Turning to Lionfur once more, Clearwater said dismissively, “organize the hunting patrols.”
Knowing that he wouldn’t get anything more out of his leader, Lionfur dipped his head and walked over to a group of warriors…
Relationships/Kin: She has no family and her mate recently abandoned her. .
Other: She hates it when other clan cats stray on to MoonClan territory.
Codewords: Poison Tears Crash Down
Gender: She-cat
Age: 24 moons
Clan: Moonclan
Rank: Warrior
Looks: Tearfulregret is a shorthaired deep black she-cat with a blueish hue to her fur. She has a powerful build for a she-cat, but you can still see that she is a she-cat. She has long legs, and graceful paws. On her left cheek she has a grey splotch. Her tail is long and it doesn’t have any markings. Her right hind foot has a white snip on the front of her toes.
Actions: Tearfulregret has had a traumatic past. Her mate recently left her and Moonclan without saying goodbye, leaving her swimming in memories. She is kind to all in her clan, but can act sometimes distant for these reasons. She respects higher ranking members of the clan and follows orders. She does not look down on lower ranking members of the clan, remembering that she too once had to work hard to earn warrior status. She is swift, sharp-witted, and loves to hunt and does well in battles. She feels a deep loyalty to protect her clan, and would willingly lay down her life for them.
Past: Tearfulregret was born in and raised in MoonClan. Her father, Silverclaw died in a valiant defense against an attack on MoonClan’s camp. Tearfulregrets’s mother, Featherheart, died in giving birth to Tearfulkit. Tearfulkit had brothers and sisters but they were killed off that following leaf-bare by the deadly green cough. Never knowing a family, Tearfulpaw poured her heart and soul into her clan. Tearfulpaw trained hard under her mentor Eaglefeather to become a warrior. Then she was finally given her warrior name Tearfulregret.
In Character: [from another site, but I figured this is an RP example as good as any]
Clearstar blinked her eyes open slowly. Morning rays of light peeked through the cave entrance. Shaking excess moss from her pelt, she gave her chest a quick lick and made her way out into the morning light. “Mosspelt will you lead this mornings dawn patrol?” Clearstar heard her deputy giving out orders.. Clearstar gazed out upon her clan, warriors were beginning to emerge from the warrior’s den, stretching and talking as they did so. Clearstar took a minute to groom herself. remember, clearstar I will always be with you.. a breeze blew through that ruffled her freshly groomed pelt, she still remembered her fathers dying words. Her blue eyes momentarily darken with grief, but she shook it off and padded down the ledge towards her deputy.
“Good morning, Clearstar,” he dipped his head in respect.
Touching his shoulder with her tail, she asked, “may I have a word?”
Clearstar had trust in her deputy, she had mentored him herself. He was a large tortishell tom with broad muscular shoulders and deep green eyes.
“There has been peace in this forest for many moons, thank Starclan! But with leaf-bare on the way we must make sure our scent markers are clear. Pray will become scarcer, so make sure that pile for fresh-kill is stocked well. Blueheart needs to begin to collect herbs for green cough and-” Clearstar was cut off by her deputy.
“Clearstar, we have begun these preparations, everything is underway, I assure you. But may I ask you a question?”
Clearstar flicked her tail, slightly annoyed that her deputy would cut her off in mid speech. “Very well.” she replied shortly.
Gazing reproachfully at his leader, he spoke, “Is everything alright? You have seemed troubled lately.. and I-”
“Lionfur, I know you mean well, but I am fine.” Just then a black ball of fur skidded right into the private meeting, colliding with the clan leader’s leg and knocking her off balance.
“Briarpaw! Watch where you are going!” Lionfur chided the young apprentice.
More amused than upset, Clearstar said calmly “That is quite alright, your mentor should have taken you out to the training hollow by now anyway.” Embarrassed, Briarpaw mumbled a quick apology and scampered away.
Turning to Lionfur once more, Clearwater said dismissively, “organize the hunting patrols.”
Knowing that he wouldn’t get anything more out of his leader, Lionfur dipped his head and walked over to a group of warriors…
Relationships/Kin: She has no family and her mate recently abandoned her. .
Other: She hates it when other clan cats stray on to MoonClan territory.
Codewords: Poison Tears Crash Down
