Post by coalwing on Jul 10, 2009 0:15:57 GMT -5
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Name: Coalwing
Gender: She-cat
Age: 14 moons
Clan: IceClan
Rank: Warrior
Description: Coalwing is a slender and rather small she-cat. Her almond shaped eyes are a brilliant golden hue. Coalwing's black and white pelt is medium length and very thick. She is mostly black with white on her mouth, chin, throat, and it leads down her chest to her stomach. Her tail tip and paws are also all white, but her pads are black. Her tail has longer, softer fur along with the fur on her paws. Her fur sticks out between her toes and helps when walking over the snow. A scar runs from the base of her left ear on the back of her head down to her left shoulder blade from an accident when she was a kit.
Personality: Coalwing is rather outgoing and very adventurous, but this tends to get her in to bad situations. She does not know when to back down or quit, but she can tell if her life is in grave danger. She would much rather bother a cat from a rival Clan than a hungry fox with a bad temper. She is loyal to an extent. She does everything her Clan needs her to do, but she will go off and do her own thing, even if it's against the Warrior Code. Coalwing is very trusting, but this can get her in to trouble as well. She will trust any cat that is nice upfront, and if the cat really isn't then they can easily use her trust against her.
History: Coalwing was born and raised in IceClan. Her father was sadly killed during a flood when she was only 4 moons old, but her mother took great care of her. As a kit, Coalwing was rather mischievous and never wanted to stay in camp. Her one sibling, a tom named Coldkit, always persuaded her to run out of camp with him so that they could go on their own patrol. It was a nice, sunny day in Spring and it was the perfect day for them to go out and break the rules. The were pouncing on falling leaves and chasing mice that they stumbled upon. Sadly, there was another hunter in the forest keeping an eye on them. Out of nowhere a hawk swooped down and tried to get a grip on Coalwing, but she was lucky enough to leave with the scar she has. The hawk swooped down for another chance at an easy catch, and Coldkit had no way of saving himself. After that incident, Coalwing was never really fond of big birds. Two moons after the hawk attack she became an apprentice. After becoming a warrior her mother had been found on a trail dead with her apprentice. They presumed a fox had attacked them.
Relationships:
Mother - Sparrowtail - Long-haired, white she-cat with light peach tabby stripes on her legs and tail with a light peach colored mask and ears. She had gray eyes. Died in a fox attack.
Father - Driftheart - Dark gray tabby tom with dark golden eyes and medium length fur. He died in a flood.
Brother - Coldkit - Dark gray tabby tom with stormy gray eyes. Died as a kit when a hawk attacked him and Coalwing.
Role-Play : Silver lined everything as the near-full moon shined down on IceClan territory. Shinning whiskers twitched with anticipation as a mouse scuttled around the undergrowth. The silent hunter would be successful tonight. Where the mouse once was a cat now stood with the poor creature in her jaws. Only golden eyes, silver whiskers, and white streaks were visible against her black fur in the dark.
"You would think with such big ears they could hear anything." Coalwing mumbled as she started to trot back to camp with her prize. The sound of little feet made the forest feel alive, even in the dead of night. The hoot of an owl startled the she-cat, making her keep low to the ground and stay in the thick brush till she was back safely at camp.
Motto/Themesong : Love is not a weakness, but a strength.
Name: Coalwing
Gender: She-cat
Age: 14 moons
Clan: IceClan
Rank: Warrior
Description: Coalwing is a slender and rather small she-cat. Her almond shaped eyes are a brilliant golden hue. Coalwing's black and white pelt is medium length and very thick. She is mostly black with white on her mouth, chin, throat, and it leads down her chest to her stomach. Her tail tip and paws are also all white, but her pads are black. Her tail has longer, softer fur along with the fur on her paws. Her fur sticks out between her toes and helps when walking over the snow. A scar runs from the base of her left ear on the back of her head down to her left shoulder blade from an accident when she was a kit.
Personality: Coalwing is rather outgoing and very adventurous, but this tends to get her in to bad situations. She does not know when to back down or quit, but she can tell if her life is in grave danger. She would much rather bother a cat from a rival Clan than a hungry fox with a bad temper. She is loyal to an extent. She does everything her Clan needs her to do, but she will go off and do her own thing, even if it's against the Warrior Code. Coalwing is very trusting, but this can get her in to trouble as well. She will trust any cat that is nice upfront, and if the cat really isn't then they can easily use her trust against her.
History: Coalwing was born and raised in IceClan. Her father was sadly killed during a flood when she was only 4 moons old, but her mother took great care of her. As a kit, Coalwing was rather mischievous and never wanted to stay in camp. Her one sibling, a tom named Coldkit, always persuaded her to run out of camp with him so that they could go on their own patrol. It was a nice, sunny day in Spring and it was the perfect day for them to go out and break the rules. The were pouncing on falling leaves and chasing mice that they stumbled upon. Sadly, there was another hunter in the forest keeping an eye on them. Out of nowhere a hawk swooped down and tried to get a grip on Coalwing, but she was lucky enough to leave with the scar she has. The hawk swooped down for another chance at an easy catch, and Coldkit had no way of saving himself. After that incident, Coalwing was never really fond of big birds. Two moons after the hawk attack she became an apprentice. After becoming a warrior her mother had been found on a trail dead with her apprentice. They presumed a fox had attacked them.
Relationships:
Mother - Sparrowtail - Long-haired, white she-cat with light peach tabby stripes on her legs and tail with a light peach colored mask and ears. She had gray eyes. Died in a fox attack.
Father - Driftheart - Dark gray tabby tom with dark golden eyes and medium length fur. He died in a flood.
Brother - Coldkit - Dark gray tabby tom with stormy gray eyes. Died as a kit when a hawk attacked him and Coalwing.
Role-Play : Silver lined everything as the near-full moon shined down on IceClan territory. Shinning whiskers twitched with anticipation as a mouse scuttled around the undergrowth. The silent hunter would be successful tonight. Where the mouse once was a cat now stood with the poor creature in her jaws. Only golden eyes, silver whiskers, and white streaks were visible against her black fur in the dark.
"You would think with such big ears they could hear anything." Coalwing mumbled as she started to trot back to camp with her prize. The sound of little feet made the forest feel alive, even in the dead of night. The hoot of an owl startled the she-cat, making her keep low to the ground and stay in the thick brush till she was back safely at camp.
Motto/Themesong : Love is not a weakness, but a strength.
