Post by x.Jolly.x on Jan 5, 2008 11:15:44 GMT -5
You know me as: Mooncloud
I love you because: Female
Aging with beauty: 53 moons
I live in: Cloudclan
My duties are as followed: Warrior
I’m beautiful: Mooncloud has a beautiful white pelt scored with black stripes like the claw marks of a tiger. She has plenty of scars covering her pelt from an imprisoning a long time ago. She is as battleworn as any senior warrior. Her eyes are the colour of the full moon when it looks yellow. Mooncloud is a larger cat than most. When she was born she had been the biggest kit, and still is a big cat now. She has one ear that is white, and another that is black. Her tail is ringed white and black. One paw is horribly twisted due to an injury when she was younger. Her paws are dappled white and black. Mooncloud has gray socks on her forelegs. She has a pink nose. When the moon is behind Mooncloud, it looks like the moon is coming out of the cloud, hence the name.
Naughty and Nice: Mooncloud is, well, different. She is bold and sometimes reckless. As a younger warrior, she liked to sneak up on the apprentices to see if they could tell she was coming. She has a passion to hunt at night, when no one else is out. She may be a bit stuck up, but she still has good friends. Her lifetime has taught her many things. Where she is reckless, she now knows her limits. No longer does she sneak up on apprentices, but she does still do weird things. She is gentle when it comes to her own clan, but the leader used to give her trouble for crossing borders. Apprentices would not like it when she pounced on them, because then she would say, ’You need to work on your tracking skills!’ and take off.
My life in my eyes:
Kithood
Moonkit was as clanborn as any. She was born in the winter, one which was very cold. Her first memory was of blinking open her eyes to see a fat snow flake fall down in front of her. She had fallen asleep at the nursery entrance. Later on, she and her denmates went out to play in the snow. Moonkit was now four moons old. She had grown quite a lot. Some teased her for being a big cat. She was a large kit at birth, it was thought of as a birth defect. When Moonkit reached six moons, she eagerly awaited her apprentice ceremony. It didn’t come just yet. She had fallen ill with a late out of greencough. It was Spring, and she was the only cat infected. They quarantined her into the medicine cat’s den until she was better. Her littermates became apprentices without her, and she was sad. After she was well again, the leader gave her the apprentice ceremony she deserved. She was now known as Moonpaw.
Apprenticeship
Moonpaw had started off with a normal apprenticeship until a badger cam and attacked while she was training with her siblings in the training area. A full-grown badger was too much for half-trained apprentices to take on. The badger easily killed Pointpaw and Stolenpaw, Moonpaw’s siblings. Moonpaw was left. She looked around, then cried out to the skies, ’Help me, please!’ Her anguished cry alerted a patrol near her. Her mentor was with them. She was just being shaken around to death by the badger when they showed up. They all clawed and attacked the badger, until it ran away. The other warriors chased it out, as Moonpaw’s mentor came over to her. Moonpaw was hardly breathing, and was unconscious. Her mentor picked her up and brought her to the medicine cat’s den. She was treated and sent back to the apprentice’s den, a moon later. Her mother visited her to make sure she was okay, because of her losing her littermates. Once she was over the shock and was well again, she finished her apprentice training. At the age of 15 moons, she had her warrior name, Mooncloud.
Warrior
Mooncloud sat her vigil and everything was fine. When she went to her first gathering as a warrior, the other clans looked at her with sympathy in their eyes. She had not been to a gathering since her siblings died. She looked away from their staring eyes, and focused on the leaders. Her leader announced her warrior ceremony, and she stared at the ground. Cats were staring at her, and she hated staring eyes. A couple moons later, she was hunting by the Serenityclan border when a rogue attacked her. She was left dying on the Serenityclan border. A patrol from Cloudclan found her and brought her back to be treated. She pulled through, but was scarred for life, both physically and emotionally. After that, she had a pretty normal warrior life. Gatherings came and went, battles came and went, patrols came and went. Finally, Mooncloud was growing old. She is 53 moons, and still patrolling.
My life in your eyes:
Moonpaw was training with her siblings when she smelled a strange scent. She looked questionably at Pointpaw. ’What is that?’ Pointpaw shrugged. Then Moonpaw saw a black and white figure approach them. ’Badger!’ She ran to the side of the training area, and called to Pointpaw and Stolenpaw. ’Come on! We need to find a patrol to help us!’ There was no response. She looked behind her, and caught the vision as Stolenpaw pushed Pointpaw out of the way and got his neck broken. Moonpaw ran to Pointpaw. ’Are you okay?’ Then Pointpaw’s eyes were wide with fear. ’The badger is behind you! Move!’ Pointpaw pushed Moonpaw out of the way as Stolenpaw had moments earlier. In a flash, her world had fallen to pieces. Her siblings had died, her best friends. She cried out for help, and then everything went dark. The badger had grabbed her by the scruff and was shaking the life out of her. Next thing she knew, she was in the Medicine cat’s den. Her siblings were gone, and she felt hollow inside. ’Where are Stolenpaw and Pointpaw?’ Moonpaw cried out. There was no answer. She sat there and cried out her grief. When she was done, she laid down and slept. Uneasy dreams came, and the badger attack haunted her.
My family: Icelily [Best friend], Chickenbreath [Father] (Deceased), Skydancer [Mother] (Deceased), Pointpaw[Sister](Deceased), Stolenpaw[Brother](Deceased)
Things about me: I think she is almost ready to be an elder. When she becomes an elder, can her name be changed because of her injury?
Codewords: Poison tears crash down
I love you because: Female
Aging with beauty: 53 moons
I live in: Cloudclan
My duties are as followed: Warrior
I’m beautiful: Mooncloud has a beautiful white pelt scored with black stripes like the claw marks of a tiger. She has plenty of scars covering her pelt from an imprisoning a long time ago. She is as battleworn as any senior warrior. Her eyes are the colour of the full moon when it looks yellow. Mooncloud is a larger cat than most. When she was born she had been the biggest kit, and still is a big cat now. She has one ear that is white, and another that is black. Her tail is ringed white and black. One paw is horribly twisted due to an injury when she was younger. Her paws are dappled white and black. Mooncloud has gray socks on her forelegs. She has a pink nose. When the moon is behind Mooncloud, it looks like the moon is coming out of the cloud, hence the name.
Naughty and Nice: Mooncloud is, well, different. She is bold and sometimes reckless. As a younger warrior, she liked to sneak up on the apprentices to see if they could tell she was coming. She has a passion to hunt at night, when no one else is out. She may be a bit stuck up, but she still has good friends. Her lifetime has taught her many things. Where she is reckless, she now knows her limits. No longer does she sneak up on apprentices, but she does still do weird things. She is gentle when it comes to her own clan, but the leader used to give her trouble for crossing borders. Apprentices would not like it when she pounced on them, because then she would say, ’You need to work on your tracking skills!’ and take off.
My life in my eyes:
Kithood
Moonkit was as clanborn as any. She was born in the winter, one which was very cold. Her first memory was of blinking open her eyes to see a fat snow flake fall down in front of her. She had fallen asleep at the nursery entrance. Later on, she and her denmates went out to play in the snow. Moonkit was now four moons old. She had grown quite a lot. Some teased her for being a big cat. She was a large kit at birth, it was thought of as a birth defect. When Moonkit reached six moons, she eagerly awaited her apprentice ceremony. It didn’t come just yet. She had fallen ill with a late out of greencough. It was Spring, and she was the only cat infected. They quarantined her into the medicine cat’s den until she was better. Her littermates became apprentices without her, and she was sad. After she was well again, the leader gave her the apprentice ceremony she deserved. She was now known as Moonpaw.
Apprenticeship
Moonpaw had started off with a normal apprenticeship until a badger cam and attacked while she was training with her siblings in the training area. A full-grown badger was too much for half-trained apprentices to take on. The badger easily killed Pointpaw and Stolenpaw, Moonpaw’s siblings. Moonpaw was left. She looked around, then cried out to the skies, ’Help me, please!’ Her anguished cry alerted a patrol near her. Her mentor was with them. She was just being shaken around to death by the badger when they showed up. They all clawed and attacked the badger, until it ran away. The other warriors chased it out, as Moonpaw’s mentor came over to her. Moonpaw was hardly breathing, and was unconscious. Her mentor picked her up and brought her to the medicine cat’s den. She was treated and sent back to the apprentice’s den, a moon later. Her mother visited her to make sure she was okay, because of her losing her littermates. Once she was over the shock and was well again, she finished her apprentice training. At the age of 15 moons, she had her warrior name, Mooncloud.
Warrior
Mooncloud sat her vigil and everything was fine. When she went to her first gathering as a warrior, the other clans looked at her with sympathy in their eyes. She had not been to a gathering since her siblings died. She looked away from their staring eyes, and focused on the leaders. Her leader announced her warrior ceremony, and she stared at the ground. Cats were staring at her, and she hated staring eyes. A couple moons later, she was hunting by the Serenityclan border when a rogue attacked her. She was left dying on the Serenityclan border. A patrol from Cloudclan found her and brought her back to be treated. She pulled through, but was scarred for life, both physically and emotionally. After that, she had a pretty normal warrior life. Gatherings came and went, battles came and went, patrols came and went. Finally, Mooncloud was growing old. She is 53 moons, and still patrolling.
My life in your eyes:
Moonpaw was training with her siblings when she smelled a strange scent. She looked questionably at Pointpaw. ’What is that?’ Pointpaw shrugged. Then Moonpaw saw a black and white figure approach them. ’Badger!’ She ran to the side of the training area, and called to Pointpaw and Stolenpaw. ’Come on! We need to find a patrol to help us!’ There was no response. She looked behind her, and caught the vision as Stolenpaw pushed Pointpaw out of the way and got his neck broken. Moonpaw ran to Pointpaw. ’Are you okay?’ Then Pointpaw’s eyes were wide with fear. ’The badger is behind you! Move!’ Pointpaw pushed Moonpaw out of the way as Stolenpaw had moments earlier. In a flash, her world had fallen to pieces. Her siblings had died, her best friends. She cried out for help, and then everything went dark. The badger had grabbed her by the scruff and was shaking the life out of her. Next thing she knew, she was in the Medicine cat’s den. Her siblings were gone, and she felt hollow inside. ’Where are Stolenpaw and Pointpaw?’ Moonpaw cried out. There was no answer. She sat there and cried out her grief. When she was done, she laid down and slept. Uneasy dreams came, and the badger attack haunted her.
My family: Icelily [Best friend], Chickenbreath [Father] (Deceased), Skydancer [Mother] (Deceased), Pointpaw[Sister](Deceased), Stolenpaw[Brother](Deceased)
Things about me: I think she is almost ready to be an elder. When she becomes an elder, can her name be changed because of her injury?
Codewords: Poison tears crash down
