Post by christmasdove on Dec 28, 2007 3:06:09 GMT -5
[+] Clan Mistclan
[+] Rank Medicine Cat
[+] Age 48 Moons
[+] Gender Tom
[+] Description Wolventail is a handsome black tom with light blue eyes. He has a patch of white on his chest barely visible. He has a muscular body with very strong legs. His long black tail is very fluffy. Wolventails’s parents are both dead. He wishes in his mind that they were alive to be able to see him become medicine cat. Wolventail can be a bit grumpy at some point in time. Wolventail does his best to keep peace between clans but, with his luck he knows that peace won’t last long. That fighting will break out between the clans. He hopes that one day all the clans would be able to get along. He knows that starclan holds their fate.
[+] History Wolventail was always a Mistclan cat. Both of his parents have died, but Wolventail harvests kindness from both of his parents. He does his best to try to make sure that all of his parents love is in his heart. Like 'Firestar,' Wolventail does his best to keep peace between clans.
[+] Other None
(Role Playing example *Note: this is a role play intro from my forum that I own)
Living in a cave wasn’t all cracked up to be. Christmastar woke up when sunlight streamed into the cave’s entrance as well as the tiny bit of holes through the roof of the leaders den. She ended up stretching. The beautiful deep red dappled she cat leader blinked her bright green eyes to get some sleepers out of them as well as swiping her paws over her eyes a few times. Christmastar ended up cleaning her fur. Sniffing the air after words she noticed a dark gray mouse from one of the apprentices perhaps or one of the warriors could have brought it to her den. She soon ended up starting to slowly tear into it.
When she finished her mouse she kicked the remains aside. The wonderful she-cat leader stood up and started to pad out of the leaders den. Sniffing the air again she started to sense some of the other cats rising from their sleep as well. Cherishstone soon ended up waking up. The wonderful white cat stood and stretched. She soon ended up padding out of the warriors den with pride in her lovely light blue eyes. Cherishstone sniffed the air before heading over to the fresh-kill pile she ended up smelling Christmastar her brilliant leader. Looking up to where Christmastar was standing on Tundracliff, “Morning Christmastar,” Cherishstone called up to her leader.
“How are you this fine morning?” Christmastar asked Cherishstone. Cherishstone started thinking then looked back up at her leader, “I’m doing alright and you?” Cherishstone asked her leader. Christmastar smiled, ‘I am glad that I knew Cherishstone can be trusted.’ She thought. “I’m doing alright.” Christmastar mewed.
[+] Rank Medicine Cat
[+] Age 48 Moons
[+] Gender Tom
[+] Description Wolventail is a handsome black tom with light blue eyes. He has a patch of white on his chest barely visible. He has a muscular body with very strong legs. His long black tail is very fluffy. Wolventails’s parents are both dead. He wishes in his mind that they were alive to be able to see him become medicine cat. Wolventail can be a bit grumpy at some point in time. Wolventail does his best to keep peace between clans but, with his luck he knows that peace won’t last long. That fighting will break out between the clans. He hopes that one day all the clans would be able to get along. He knows that starclan holds their fate.
[+] History Wolventail was always a Mistclan cat. Both of his parents have died, but Wolventail harvests kindness from both of his parents. He does his best to try to make sure that all of his parents love is in his heart. Like 'Firestar,' Wolventail does his best to keep peace between clans.
[+] Other None
(Role Playing example *Note: this is a role play intro from my forum that I own)
Living in a cave wasn’t all cracked up to be. Christmastar woke up when sunlight streamed into the cave’s entrance as well as the tiny bit of holes through the roof of the leaders den. She ended up stretching. The beautiful deep red dappled she cat leader blinked her bright green eyes to get some sleepers out of them as well as swiping her paws over her eyes a few times. Christmastar ended up cleaning her fur. Sniffing the air after words she noticed a dark gray mouse from one of the apprentices perhaps or one of the warriors could have brought it to her den. She soon ended up starting to slowly tear into it.
When she finished her mouse she kicked the remains aside. The wonderful she-cat leader stood up and started to pad out of the leaders den. Sniffing the air again she started to sense some of the other cats rising from their sleep as well. Cherishstone soon ended up waking up. The wonderful white cat stood and stretched. She soon ended up padding out of the warriors den with pride in her lovely light blue eyes. Cherishstone sniffed the air before heading over to the fresh-kill pile she ended up smelling Christmastar her brilliant leader. Looking up to where Christmastar was standing on Tundracliff, “Morning Christmastar,” Cherishstone called up to her leader.
“How are you this fine morning?” Christmastar asked Cherishstone. Cherishstone started thinking then looked back up at her leader, “I’m doing alright and you?” Cherishstone asked her leader. Christmastar smiled, ‘I am glad that I knew Cherishstone can be trusted.’ She thought. “I’m doing alright.” Christmastar mewed.