Post by [Ridge] of [Sapphire] light on Jun 23, 2008 22:25:44 GMT -5
Picture -
my vision
Name -
Cottonpaw
Gender -
She-cat
Age -
4 moons
Clan -
Arcticclan
Rank -
Kit
Description -
They ash grey color of her long fur is eye catching. the lighter almost cottony color under her chin is drawing and can pull the toms in. The color seems to ripple down her back lighter and darker blending like water in a river. Her fur is as soft as the down of a bird and is as thick as snow on the ground. Her paws are normal sized but the claws are extrodinarily long. She keeps them sheathed most of the time but even then the tips stick out. Her mouth is wide and her teeth are normal. Her brownish-pink nose is extra sensitive and picks apart scent quicker than anyone she knows. Hey amber eyes are dazeling and easy to get lost in. They add to her over all beauty. Her long tail is fluffy and sometimes seems to have a mind of it's own. Cottonkit was named for her thick, grey, cotton-like fur.
Personality -
The beautiful she-cat named Cottonpaw has the heart of a lion and the tongue of a viper. She is highly just and loyal to her clan. She has a strong will and an even stronger heart. She would do anything for another person but her sharp satirical wit is often a put off to those whom she would normally call her friends. She is highly sarcastic and usually a very strong cat. She will one day be a great leader within her clan. She may not actually claim a title but she will be a leader. She is a strong decision maker and an easy laugh. She hides her emotions well but doesn't forget she has them. She seriously dislikes traitors to a clan and as a very noble and kind she-kit she feels it's her duty to run them out of the clan. If she finds out your a traitor...better watch out...
History -
Cottonkit was born into Arcticclan. Her parents Dreamsongs and Luckpounce. Luckpounce went missing and she was placed in the care of Nightwing when her mother left. Nightwing has been showing her a few fighting moves and Hunting stances in the nursery but nothing more. Cottonkit and Nightwing eagerly await for the time when Cottonkit will become Cottonpaw. Which has now happened. She is Copttonpaw and is the apprentice of Nightwing. They train daily, or had trained daily until the time when the Flood and then they left. She traveled with her suragent mother, and her clan. She traveled and worked well with the other clans and when they arrvie she hopes she will become a warrior.
Relationships -
Nightwing-friend
Dreamsongs-Mother
Mentor-Nightwing
Luckpounce-father
Windkit-Sister
Luckkit-brother
IC -
Cottonkit slipped through the nursery her claws makeing slight clicking noises on the hard earth. She paused watching the twiching thing before her. He body was in the perfect hunters crouch. He was calm and her breathing was shallow. Her amber eyes fixed on the thing. The pupils moved with the twitching mass watching move back and forth back and forth. She bunched her legs beneath her and in one smooth movement lept and landed on the black twitching tail that was her mothers. "Caught ya!" She yowled in triumph over her mothers yowl of pain. She flicked her ears forward and batted at her mothers tail a few more times.
The green eyes of Nightwing watched her adopted daughter move over the earth. she narrowed them but the twinkle in her eyes was calm and smileing. "Well done Cottonkit." Shje mewed encourageingly. "Except I heard your tail moving." She mewed and flicked her own tail.
Cottonkit rolled her eyes. "Are you sure it wasn't your own tail? Or did you forget to feel me biting it again?" She asked her voice dripping with sarcasm. She smiled up at her mother and flicked her tail. "wanna try again?" She asked and smirked slightly with her mothers nod.
Nightwing dropped her head and closed her eyes. She heard the soft clicks of Cottonkits claws as they hit the packed earth of the nursery floor. She smield to her self but soon the noise was lost to her as her daughter began to stalk her tail once more.
Cottonkit flicked her tial slowly and dropped down once she got to the other side of the nursery. If only I could find a way to keep my claws from clicking She shought to herself. She shook her head and began to move forward placing her paws easily one in front of the other. She concentrated on steping on the pad of her paws instead of on her toes and she slowly began to edge once more toward nightwings tail.
Motto/Themesong -
none
my vision
Name -
Cottonpaw
Gender -
She-cat
Age -
4 moons
Clan -
Arcticclan
Rank -
Kit
Description -
They ash grey color of her long fur is eye catching. the lighter almost cottony color under her chin is drawing and can pull the toms in. The color seems to ripple down her back lighter and darker blending like water in a river. Her fur is as soft as the down of a bird and is as thick as snow on the ground. Her paws are normal sized but the claws are extrodinarily long. She keeps them sheathed most of the time but even then the tips stick out. Her mouth is wide and her teeth are normal. Her brownish-pink nose is extra sensitive and picks apart scent quicker than anyone she knows. Hey amber eyes are dazeling and easy to get lost in. They add to her over all beauty. Her long tail is fluffy and sometimes seems to have a mind of it's own. Cottonkit was named for her thick, grey, cotton-like fur.
Personality -
The beautiful she-cat named Cottonpaw has the heart of a lion and the tongue of a viper. She is highly just and loyal to her clan. She has a strong will and an even stronger heart. She would do anything for another person but her sharp satirical wit is often a put off to those whom she would normally call her friends. She is highly sarcastic and usually a very strong cat. She will one day be a great leader within her clan. She may not actually claim a title but she will be a leader. She is a strong decision maker and an easy laugh. She hides her emotions well but doesn't forget she has them. She seriously dislikes traitors to a clan and as a very noble and kind she-kit she feels it's her duty to run them out of the clan. If she finds out your a traitor...better watch out...
History -
Cottonkit was born into Arcticclan. Her parents Dreamsongs and Luckpounce. Luckpounce went missing and she was placed in the care of Nightwing when her mother left. Nightwing has been showing her a few fighting moves and Hunting stances in the nursery but nothing more. Cottonkit and Nightwing eagerly await for the time when Cottonkit will become Cottonpaw. Which has now happened. She is Copttonpaw and is the apprentice of Nightwing. They train daily, or had trained daily until the time when the Flood and then they left. She traveled with her suragent mother, and her clan. She traveled and worked well with the other clans and when they arrvie she hopes she will become a warrior.
Relationships -
Nightwing-friend
Dreamsongs-Mother
Mentor-Nightwing
Luckpounce-father
Windkit-Sister
Luckkit-brother
IC -
Cottonkit slipped through the nursery her claws makeing slight clicking noises on the hard earth. She paused watching the twiching thing before her. He body was in the perfect hunters crouch. He was calm and her breathing was shallow. Her amber eyes fixed on the thing. The pupils moved with the twitching mass watching move back and forth back and forth. She bunched her legs beneath her and in one smooth movement lept and landed on the black twitching tail that was her mothers. "Caught ya!" She yowled in triumph over her mothers yowl of pain. She flicked her ears forward and batted at her mothers tail a few more times.
The green eyes of Nightwing watched her adopted daughter move over the earth. she narrowed them but the twinkle in her eyes was calm and smileing. "Well done Cottonkit." Shje mewed encourageingly. "Except I heard your tail moving." She mewed and flicked her own tail.
Cottonkit rolled her eyes. "Are you sure it wasn't your own tail? Or did you forget to feel me biting it again?" She asked her voice dripping with sarcasm. She smiled up at her mother and flicked her tail. "wanna try again?" She asked and smirked slightly with her mothers nod.
Nightwing dropped her head and closed her eyes. She heard the soft clicks of Cottonkits claws as they hit the packed earth of the nursery floor. She smield to her self but soon the noise was lost to her as her daughter began to stalk her tail once more.
Cottonkit flicked her tial slowly and dropped down once she got to the other side of the nursery. If only I could find a way to keep my claws from clicking She shought to herself. She shook her head and began to move forward placing her paws easily one in front of the other. She concentrated on steping on the pad of her paws instead of on her toes and she slowly began to edge once more toward nightwings tail.
Motto/Themesong -
none