Post by Biscuit on May 24, 2009 17:12:59 GMT -8
Name;; Mintleaf
Age;; Fifteen Moons
Gender;; She-cat
Clan;; Splashclan
Rank;; Queen
Appearance;;
Slim but beautiful silver furred she-cat. She has a small neat little head with long delicate whiskers and big ice blue eyes that mirror her emotions. Long but strong legs each with a set of sharp thorn-like claws. The majority of her body is covered by faded black leopard spots and her tail is ringed with black, along with a few black streaks on her forehead and cheeks.
Personality;; Mintleaf is a quiet and calm she-cat with a unique look on things. She loves to listen to others and learn new things and can be vary loyal to her clan-mates and friends. He s vary understanding and is the type of cat someone would come to for help and she trys to never judge other cats. But don't let this fool you, she is not what you would call a pushover. Threaten her kin or her clan-mates and you got a problem on your paws, she can be cold and will protect her friends to the death. She is wise beyond her years, and she will use that against any enemy.
History;; Mintleaf was born to a she-cat named Sasha and a tom called Zacky as a loner. She lived in their care with her sister, Lily, in an old barn for the majority of her kithood. Practicing hunting with her mother and fighting with her father, she was happy with their simple life. Everything seemed perfect and she wanted it to stay that way, but what you want and what happens are two different things. One night, when she was seven moons, she and her family had been settling in for a late nigh snack of a rabbit her father had caught when they heard a sniffing at the door, seconds before the fowl stench of dog swept over them. Immediately her father ordered her and her sister to climb to the hay loft and they obediently ran for the loft ladder, running faster as a storm of barking erupted behind them. It wasn't until they reached the safety of the loft that they realized their parents were not behind them, and as they looked over the edge they froze in fear. Blood splattered the ground beneath three large brown and black dogs, the limp body of a brown and black tom hung from the largest dog's jaws and a few foxleangths away a white she-cat lay, unmoving. There parents where dead. In fear the two she-cats turned and ran to the back of the hayloft, sneaking out a hole in the barn wall and slipping to the ground bellow. They ran away and traveled around for awhile before they got separated, soon after another loner found Mint and brought her to the clans territory, where she ran into a Splashclan patrol and soon joined the clan.
RolePlay Example;; The ground felt rough and painful beneath her cracked pads. She found each paw step became an effort as weariness started to wash over her. With a huff she crouched and crawled under a heather bush, grateful for the cool shade. She laid her head on her paws and looked out into the forest, her sides rising and falling softy. Her mind didn't have a chance to wander far before her eyelids started to droop. What will happen to me? The words echoed faintly in her mind as sleep overtook her and darkness surrounded her.
Age;; Fifteen Moons
Gender;; She-cat
Clan;; Splashclan
Rank;; Queen
Appearance;;
Slim but beautiful silver furred she-cat. She has a small neat little head with long delicate whiskers and big ice blue eyes that mirror her emotions. Long but strong legs each with a set of sharp thorn-like claws. The majority of her body is covered by faded black leopard spots and her tail is ringed with black, along with a few black streaks on her forehead and cheeks.
Personality;; Mintleaf is a quiet and calm she-cat with a unique look on things. She loves to listen to others and learn new things and can be vary loyal to her clan-mates and friends. He s vary understanding and is the type of cat someone would come to for help and she trys to never judge other cats. But don't let this fool you, she is not what you would call a pushover. Threaten her kin or her clan-mates and you got a problem on your paws, she can be cold and will protect her friends to the death. She is wise beyond her years, and she will use that against any enemy.
History;; Mintleaf was born to a she-cat named Sasha and a tom called Zacky as a loner. She lived in their care with her sister, Lily, in an old barn for the majority of her kithood. Practicing hunting with her mother and fighting with her father, she was happy with their simple life. Everything seemed perfect and she wanted it to stay that way, but what you want and what happens are two different things. One night, when she was seven moons, she and her family had been settling in for a late nigh snack of a rabbit her father had caught when they heard a sniffing at the door, seconds before the fowl stench of dog swept over them. Immediately her father ordered her and her sister to climb to the hay loft and they obediently ran for the loft ladder, running faster as a storm of barking erupted behind them. It wasn't until they reached the safety of the loft that they realized their parents were not behind them, and as they looked over the edge they froze in fear. Blood splattered the ground beneath three large brown and black dogs, the limp body of a brown and black tom hung from the largest dog's jaws and a few foxleangths away a white she-cat lay, unmoving. There parents where dead. In fear the two she-cats turned and ran to the back of the hayloft, sneaking out a hole in the barn wall and slipping to the ground bellow. They ran away and traveled around for awhile before they got separated, soon after another loner found Mint and brought her to the clans territory, where she ran into a Splashclan patrol and soon joined the clan.
RolePlay Example;; The ground felt rough and painful beneath her cracked pads. She found each paw step became an effort as weariness started to wash over her. With a huff she crouched and crawled under a heather bush, grateful for the cool shade. She laid her head on her paws and looked out into the forest, her sides rising and falling softy. Her mind didn't have a chance to wander far before her eyelids started to droop. What will happen to me? The words echoed faintly in her mind as sleep overtook her and darkness surrounded her.
