Post by Fallingmoon on Jun 2, 2009 13:34:31 GMT -8
Name;; Leapingtiger
Age;; 30 moons
Gender;; She-cat
Clan;; AshClan
Rank;; Warrior
Appearence;; Leapingtiger is a beautiful white tabby with icy blue eyes. Her eyes are blue as the sun-lit river, blue touched with white. Her nose is lighter red, a swirl of red rose petals and white clouds. Her whiskers spread out from her nose like leaping tigers, going up, then curving down. Her ears are rounded, to giving her kind of a tiger's apearance. The classic "m" on her forehead is midnight black, giving off very well on the snow-white fur. Longer fur fluffs her neck, making her fearsome when her fur fluffs up. Her shoulders and thicker than the river basically with muscles for her legs. She doesn't run with those muscles but fights and climbs with them. On her snowy white legs claw-mark like strips stratch her white fur like shadows. Her paws are rounded, with claws that say "Stay away or you'll loose an ear!" Her back is thick, white strips zig-zagging along her sides. Now her tail is snake-like almost, whipping back and forth in play or anger.
Personality;; Unlike her name Leapingtiger loves to have fun. SHe loves to play with her best friends and does chores fo rthe heck of it when an apprentice isn't fealing right. Though, her fun isn't excactly "normal." She goes into the forest alone with some cat who said something or did something she didn't like and would say something to make him or her come with her. She'd kill him or her in the forest, but first just whack the cat around a little bit. That is her maniacle fun. Then, as clever as she is, thinks of a way to blame it on something or someone else.
History;; As Leapingkit she loved to play with moss and with other kits, never hurting them unless they roll into the thorns. Ouch! Sadly, as a kit and almost an apprentice, she was scarred for life, her brother died under a fox, on a cold cold leaf-fall midnight. After apprenticeship Leapingpaw loved to do chores, but she didn't like playing with other cats so much. She did her chores and hunted her food, after a long day she would talk and with her friends and share tounges, but went into sleep almost at the same time every night. After her Warriror's vigil things started to change. She had less free-time, so conversations where cut short. Though grooming at sunhigh and sunset was still there, she would have liked more time with her best friends.
RolePlay Example;;
Age;; 30 moons
Gender;; She-cat
Clan;; AshClan
Rank;; Warrior
Appearence;; Leapingtiger is a beautiful white tabby with icy blue eyes. Her eyes are blue as the sun-lit river, blue touched with white. Her nose is lighter red, a swirl of red rose petals and white clouds. Her whiskers spread out from her nose like leaping tigers, going up, then curving down. Her ears are rounded, to giving her kind of a tiger's apearance. The classic "m" on her forehead is midnight black, giving off very well on the snow-white fur. Longer fur fluffs her neck, making her fearsome when her fur fluffs up. Her shoulders and thicker than the river basically with muscles for her legs. She doesn't run with those muscles but fights and climbs with them. On her snowy white legs claw-mark like strips stratch her white fur like shadows. Her paws are rounded, with claws that say "Stay away or you'll loose an ear!" Her back is thick, white strips zig-zagging along her sides. Now her tail is snake-like almost, whipping back and forth in play or anger.
Personality;; Unlike her name Leapingtiger loves to have fun. SHe loves to play with her best friends and does chores fo rthe heck of it when an apprentice isn't fealing right. Though, her fun isn't excactly "normal." She goes into the forest alone with some cat who said something or did something she didn't like and would say something to make him or her come with her. She'd kill him or her in the forest, but first just whack the cat around a little bit. That is her maniacle fun. Then, as clever as she is, thinks of a way to blame it on something or someone else.
History;; As Leapingkit she loved to play with moss and with other kits, never hurting them unless they roll into the thorns. Ouch! Sadly, as a kit and almost an apprentice, she was scarred for life, her brother died under a fox, on a cold cold leaf-fall midnight. After apprenticeship Leapingpaw loved to do chores, but she didn't like playing with other cats so much. She did her chores and hunted her food, after a long day she would talk and with her friends and share tounges, but went into sleep almost at the same time every night. After her Warriror's vigil things started to change. She had less free-time, so conversations where cut short. Though grooming at sunhigh and sunset was still there, she would have liked more time with her best friends.
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