Post by winterleaf on Mar 31, 2007 19:03:07 GMT -5
Name: Nightmoon
Gender: She-cat
Clan: Thornclan
Rank: Warrior
Description - Physical: Nightmoon is a tortoiseshell she-cat with well-marked dappled spots that outstand in her frosted pelt. Tangerine splotches mix with her pitch-black smudges, forming delicate and elegant shapes in her back and body. She has deep and gracefull amber, almost golden eyes, who glow just as radiantly as the sun. Nightmoon has a lambent pink muzzle with a light orange pimple around it. This pimple blurs with her dominant snowy white fur. Since her calico and ivory pelt dominate most of her body, they leave little space for other colors to form with it. All her paws are white, except for her right front paw, which is black. Beneath one of her claws, a bloody scar rests.
Picture:
^a crappy sig I made for her...
^her real pic
Personality: As a small kit and apprentice, Nightmoon had a fearful and innocent personality. She was very bashful and had few cats she could trust because of this. As she grew up, she became a sobern and mulish cat due to her terrifing experiences. Despite this, she’s feeble and bountiful with kits and loves to play with them. Since she’s so reserved, few know about her kind-hearted and friendly character. She’s fiercely loyal to her clan, even thought she sometimes doubts about her heritage. Nightmoon does her best to the comodities and risks needed to take in her new clan, since she became a warrior few moons ago. Not many Thornclanners trust her because of her rogue roots, but she knows where her loyalties lay and who she will fight for.
History: Nightmoon was born to parents she never knew, but with filthy and nasty rogues in a rotten valley. She grew up with few protection and love. Everyday she watched as bloody cats returned to their burrow after deadly rows. Some rogues mistreated her and she suffered like no other kit has. She hardily ate, for nobody cared for her. Nightmoon risked her life, until one day, a small Twoleg reached her valley and adopted her. When she was 10 moons old, she fled from her Twoleg home in search for her destiny. In the way, a monster attacked her, leaving behind the star in Nightmoon’s front paw. After this accident, she found the forrest of the clans and joined Thornclan. Not long ago, she became a warrior.
RP Example: Darkness covered the sky and only the moon shone in the sky. Sleek and slender legs held the body of a beautiful tortoiseshell cat, who’s golden amber eyes were the only ones joining the moon’s glow. The glittering lights in mid air moved as Nightmoon crept out from the warriors’ den. She lied down confortably besides it, smirking at the nest of brambles full of cats. Giving one last stare at the moon, the radiant and beaming caramel lights extinguished when Nightmoon closed her eyes and fell deeply asleep.
Password: Thunderpath mothermouth
Gender: She-cat
Clan: Thornclan
Rank: Warrior
Description - Physical: Nightmoon is a tortoiseshell she-cat with well-marked dappled spots that outstand in her frosted pelt. Tangerine splotches mix with her pitch-black smudges, forming delicate and elegant shapes in her back and body. She has deep and gracefull amber, almost golden eyes, who glow just as radiantly as the sun. Nightmoon has a lambent pink muzzle with a light orange pimple around it. This pimple blurs with her dominant snowy white fur. Since her calico and ivory pelt dominate most of her body, they leave little space for other colors to form with it. All her paws are white, except for her right front paw, which is black. Beneath one of her claws, a bloody scar rests.
Picture:
^a crappy sig I made for her...
^her real pic
Personality: As a small kit and apprentice, Nightmoon had a fearful and innocent personality. She was very bashful and had few cats she could trust because of this. As she grew up, she became a sobern and mulish cat due to her terrifing experiences. Despite this, she’s feeble and bountiful with kits and loves to play with them. Since she’s so reserved, few know about her kind-hearted and friendly character. She’s fiercely loyal to her clan, even thought she sometimes doubts about her heritage. Nightmoon does her best to the comodities and risks needed to take in her new clan, since she became a warrior few moons ago. Not many Thornclanners trust her because of her rogue roots, but she knows where her loyalties lay and who she will fight for.
History: Nightmoon was born to parents she never knew, but with filthy and nasty rogues in a rotten valley. She grew up with few protection and love. Everyday she watched as bloody cats returned to their burrow after deadly rows. Some rogues mistreated her and she suffered like no other kit has. She hardily ate, for nobody cared for her. Nightmoon risked her life, until one day, a small Twoleg reached her valley and adopted her. When she was 10 moons old, she fled from her Twoleg home in search for her destiny. In the way, a monster attacked her, leaving behind the star in Nightmoon’s front paw. After this accident, she found the forrest of the clans and joined Thornclan. Not long ago, she became a warrior.
RP Example: Darkness covered the sky and only the moon shone in the sky. Sleek and slender legs held the body of a beautiful tortoiseshell cat, who’s golden amber eyes were the only ones joining the moon’s glow. The glittering lights in mid air moved as Nightmoon crept out from the warriors’ den. She lied down confortably besides it, smirking at the nest of brambles full of cats. Giving one last stare at the moon, the radiant and beaming caramel lights extinguished when Nightmoon closed her eyes and fell deeply asleep.
Password: Thunderpath mothermouth
