Post by pine on May 14, 2008 16:31:56 GMT -5
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Name: Riverspath
Gender: She-cat
Age: 34 moons
Clan: Arcticclan
Rank: Warrior
Description:
What's white and red and cold all over?
Riverspath isn't exactly alarming looking, especially from a distance. She's skinny as sapling, with long thin legs and a long, whippy tail. She's lightning fast and can jump like a serval, but when pinned beneath a larger cat she's as good as defeated - that is, unless her long neck allows her to reach up and sink her fangs into her opponent's foreleg - she has a nasty bite. There's not an once of fat on her - it's all wiry muscles, skin, and bone.
Riverspath's pelt is long but thin, and it's easy to mistake her for a shorthaired cat. The only place her ginger and white fur hangs off her body is on her belly and tail. She often shivers in the cold. Most of her pelt is striped ginger tabby, but on her chest, underbelly, muzzle, throat, and paws, it is white. On her face, there is an upside-down white V which extends further up the left side than the right.
Riverspath has a long, narrow head. There is barely a break between her forehead and muzzle. Her ears are large and wideset, further enabling heat loss. Her cheekbones are prominant, and her whiskers are white. One of her bottom canines has a large chip in it. Riverspath's eyes are slightly slanted, oval, and fierce. The left one is ice blue, and the right is a dark amber color.
Riverspath's tiny oval feet sink deep down into the snow, leaving her floundering in drifts during Leafbare. Her claws are slender and pinkish, and kept retracted to help keep their tips sharp.
Personality: What she lacks in brawn, Riverspath makes up for in attitude. She is adventurous, brave, and cunning - all good qualities for a warrior - along with being easily annoyed, rude, and usually spoiling for a fight. In spite of this, she is highly loyal to any cat that is her ally, and always keeps her word. She believes that loyalty is all a cat has - to their family, their code, their clan - whatever. She is under the general opinion that she is always right, and admits her mistakes with difficulty. Along those lines, she hates losing, and wouldn't flee from a battle until the absolute last moment.
Riverspath isn't the kind of she-cat who spends her day in the nursery by a long shot. She has to keep moving - hunting, patroling, fighting. With absolutely no experience with toms, she is awkward around them and often says stupid stuff, then gets mad at herself afterwards for being an "idiotic lovestruck she-cat".
Riverspath has a thing with grudges. She is very proud and easily insulted, but picks her battles carefully and doesn't waste her time with futile scemes. She plans out her revenge and is endlessly patient. She has no qualms at hitting below the proverbial belt, and is willing to play dirty.
When it comes to her clanmates, she has devided them up into three groups: cats to follow, equals, and cats to be bossed around. In the first category are senior warriors and the leader, Medicine Cat, and deputy. She gives them reserved respect and follows the last three's orders without question, but to a certain extent, of course. She treats her equals as she sees fit. She listens and gives them due respect, but puts what she wants before what they want. In the final (and least fortunate) category, are the kits, apprentices, and younger warriors. She expects them to do as she says, when she says it.
She hates dogs.
History: Riverspath's way back when was about 30 moons ago. For her, life started to the south on the coast. She lived in a group of lose tribes that called themsevles the Ocean Cats. She was originally called Path of River, named in the style of the area. As a young cat, she was always wandering off, and declared it was her life's ambition to get away from there - it was a "carrionplace" and too "boring" and "crowded". When she hit six moons, she turned her back on that place and hit the road, along with one of her three brothers, Flash of Sunset. Just a few days into their journey north, they were attacked by a pack of Twolegs dogs. Flash of Sunset was killed, and Path of River only survived by wedging herself in a crack between two rocks and waiting for them to go away.
After her brother's death, she continued her migration. It was what she had wanted, but she was becoming lonely. She couldn't bring herself to crawl back to her family, so she joined Arcticclan and took the name Riverspath. She met the tom Dragonecho and is falling in love - she just doesn't know it yet.
Relationships:
Mother: Sun on Water
Father: White Tailed Eagle
Brothers: Moon Below Horizon, Leaf Beneath Ice, Flash of Sunset
Friend: Dragonecho
IC: Not first Character
Motto/Themesong: Don't Get Mad, Get Even ('tis by Aerosmtih)
Name: Riverspath
Gender: She-cat
Age: 34 moons
Clan: Arcticclan
Rank: Warrior
Description:
What's white and red and cold all over?
Riverspath isn't exactly alarming looking, especially from a distance. She's skinny as sapling, with long thin legs and a long, whippy tail. She's lightning fast and can jump like a serval, but when pinned beneath a larger cat she's as good as defeated - that is, unless her long neck allows her to reach up and sink her fangs into her opponent's foreleg - she has a nasty bite. There's not an once of fat on her - it's all wiry muscles, skin, and bone.
Riverspath's pelt is long but thin, and it's easy to mistake her for a shorthaired cat. The only place her ginger and white fur hangs off her body is on her belly and tail. She often shivers in the cold. Most of her pelt is striped ginger tabby, but on her chest, underbelly, muzzle, throat, and paws, it is white. On her face, there is an upside-down white V which extends further up the left side than the right.
Riverspath has a long, narrow head. There is barely a break between her forehead and muzzle. Her ears are large and wideset, further enabling heat loss. Her cheekbones are prominant, and her whiskers are white. One of her bottom canines has a large chip in it. Riverspath's eyes are slightly slanted, oval, and fierce. The left one is ice blue, and the right is a dark amber color.
Riverspath's tiny oval feet sink deep down into the snow, leaving her floundering in drifts during Leafbare. Her claws are slender and pinkish, and kept retracted to help keep their tips sharp.
Personality: What she lacks in brawn, Riverspath makes up for in attitude. She is adventurous, brave, and cunning - all good qualities for a warrior - along with being easily annoyed, rude, and usually spoiling for a fight. In spite of this, she is highly loyal to any cat that is her ally, and always keeps her word. She believes that loyalty is all a cat has - to their family, their code, their clan - whatever. She is under the general opinion that she is always right, and admits her mistakes with difficulty. Along those lines, she hates losing, and wouldn't flee from a battle until the absolute last moment.
Riverspath isn't the kind of she-cat who spends her day in the nursery by a long shot. She has to keep moving - hunting, patroling, fighting. With absolutely no experience with toms, she is awkward around them and often says stupid stuff, then gets mad at herself afterwards for being an "idiotic lovestruck she-cat".
Riverspath has a thing with grudges. She is very proud and easily insulted, but picks her battles carefully and doesn't waste her time with futile scemes. She plans out her revenge and is endlessly patient. She has no qualms at hitting below the proverbial belt, and is willing to play dirty.
When it comes to her clanmates, she has devided them up into three groups: cats to follow, equals, and cats to be bossed around. In the first category are senior warriors and the leader, Medicine Cat, and deputy. She gives them reserved respect and follows the last three's orders without question, but to a certain extent, of course. She treats her equals as she sees fit. She listens and gives them due respect, but puts what she wants before what they want. In the final (and least fortunate) category, are the kits, apprentices, and younger warriors. She expects them to do as she says, when she says it.
She hates dogs.
History: Riverspath's way back when was about 30 moons ago. For her, life started to the south on the coast. She lived in a group of lose tribes that called themsevles the Ocean Cats. She was originally called Path of River, named in the style of the area. As a young cat, she was always wandering off, and declared it was her life's ambition to get away from there - it was a "carrionplace" and too "boring" and "crowded". When she hit six moons, she turned her back on that place and hit the road, along with one of her three brothers, Flash of Sunset. Just a few days into their journey north, they were attacked by a pack of Twolegs dogs. Flash of Sunset was killed, and Path of River only survived by wedging herself in a crack between two rocks and waiting for them to go away.
After her brother's death, she continued her migration. It was what she had wanted, but she was becoming lonely. She couldn't bring herself to crawl back to her family, so she joined Arcticclan and took the name Riverspath. She met the tom Dragonecho and is falling in love - she just doesn't know it yet.
Relationships:
Mother: Sun on Water
Father: White Tailed Eagle
Brothers: Moon Below Horizon, Leaf Beneath Ice, Flash of Sunset
Friend: Dragonecho
IC: Not first Character
Motto/Themesong: Don't Get Mad, Get Even ('tis by Aerosmtih)