Post by trissea on Feb 17, 2007 17:15:02 GMT -5
Name: Shakenleaf
Gender: Tom
Age: 24 moons (give or take)
Clan: MoonClan
Rank: Warrior
Looks:
Shakenleaf is a black-ish colored tom, although his color is better described as smokey. He has the brightest yellow eyes in the clan, almost a milky yellow-white. All over his fur are rings of a lighter gray, strange coloring for any cat. He has a dull, ragged coat, since he doesnt care much what any cat thinks of him, he rarely washes thouroughly. He has a good armour of season-hardened muscles that ripple under his pelt, which seems strange as he appears sickly or malnourished. He doesn't have mch fat on him, but he's certainly not thin.
Actions: Shakenleaf is an outgoing cat, and speaks his mind openly. He doesnt really care what others think of him, but really, deep down inside he strives to be loved. He has always wanted to have a mate, and dreampt himself one that was fiercely loyal, and passionately in love with him, as he would befor her. He sometimes talks too much, which can get him in trouble. This is usually caused by an anxiety that a situation is going unaccording to the plan, or an exitement that is too much for him to control.
Past: Shakenleaf was born a normal Clancat, his mother and father both died when he was younger. He had two sisters, Greyface and Coldstripe, who are both alive and well. As an apprentice, he met a cat at the boreder named Shaa, a kittypet. Shaa and Shakenleaf became great friends, but after Shakenleaf was made a warrior, Shaa never returned to the place where they'd met.
In Character: Shakenleaf stepped silently amongst the wet leaves, not making a sound as he stalked the pheasant before him. The bird pecked at a blueberry bush root, then looke up, tilting its head and letting out a lilting call. Shakenleaf froze, blending in with the shadows; all but his milky eyes. The bird waited a few moments, then went back to looking for foodstuffs. Shakenleaf leapt at the bird, claws out, mouth open, paws outstretched. He didn't make a sound as he landed with a muffled thud on the prey, sinking his ivory fangs into the pheasant's neck. Scarlet blood leaked out of his mouth, and the pheasant let out one last cry. The long, sad cry for help shook the forest to its roots. With this kill, the forest would change- for better or for worse.
Relationships/Kin: Greyface, Coldstripe
Other: I'll make the two sisters eventually, unless someone would like to make Greyface.
Codewords: Poison Tears Crash Down
Gender: Tom
Age: 24 moons (give or take)
Clan: MoonClan
Rank: Warrior
Looks:
Shakenleaf is a black-ish colored tom, although his color is better described as smokey. He has the brightest yellow eyes in the clan, almost a milky yellow-white. All over his fur are rings of a lighter gray, strange coloring for any cat. He has a dull, ragged coat, since he doesnt care much what any cat thinks of him, he rarely washes thouroughly. He has a good armour of season-hardened muscles that ripple under his pelt, which seems strange as he appears sickly or malnourished. He doesn't have mch fat on him, but he's certainly not thin.
Actions: Shakenleaf is an outgoing cat, and speaks his mind openly. He doesnt really care what others think of him, but really, deep down inside he strives to be loved. He has always wanted to have a mate, and dreampt himself one that was fiercely loyal, and passionately in love with him, as he would befor her. He sometimes talks too much, which can get him in trouble. This is usually caused by an anxiety that a situation is going unaccording to the plan, or an exitement that is too much for him to control.
Past: Shakenleaf was born a normal Clancat, his mother and father both died when he was younger. He had two sisters, Greyface and Coldstripe, who are both alive and well. As an apprentice, he met a cat at the boreder named Shaa, a kittypet. Shaa and Shakenleaf became great friends, but after Shakenleaf was made a warrior, Shaa never returned to the place where they'd met.
In Character: Shakenleaf stepped silently amongst the wet leaves, not making a sound as he stalked the pheasant before him. The bird pecked at a blueberry bush root, then looke up, tilting its head and letting out a lilting call. Shakenleaf froze, blending in with the shadows; all but his milky eyes. The bird waited a few moments, then went back to looking for foodstuffs. Shakenleaf leapt at the bird, claws out, mouth open, paws outstretched. He didn't make a sound as he landed with a muffled thud on the prey, sinking his ivory fangs into the pheasant's neck. Scarlet blood leaked out of his mouth, and the pheasant let out one last cry. The long, sad cry for help shook the forest to its roots. With this kill, the forest would change- for better or for worse.
Relationships/Kin: Greyface, Coldstripe
Other: I'll make the two sisters eventually, unless someone would like to make Greyface.
Codewords: Poison Tears Crash Down
