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Post by oO . flare . Oo on Jan 5, 2008 14:00:10 GMT
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WHITEFOOT
thirteen moons ; she-cat ; thunderclan
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ASHFIRE
twenty-three moons ; tom cat ; shadowclan
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Post by oO . flare . Oo on Jan 6, 2008 13:12:53 GMT
[[ » whitefoot
» whitefoot
» she-cat
» thirteen moons
» warrior
» thunderclan
» bio »
» Whitefoot is a rather happy cat most of the time, but she is usually alone and hasn't got any friends. She is kind and caring to all cats, even to rouges. Anyone who met her would think she was a Medicine Cat, but that would be wrong to say because she wanted to feel the sun on her fur when hunting, and the feeling of rushing into battle with ArticClan warriors by her side. Sometimes she can be rather sarcastic to her friends. She is rather calm in most battles, in any united battles, she always have a feeling she might attack someone. When greeting Elders of Senior Warriors, Whitefoot always says, 'Good Morning/Evening/Afternoon Great Warrior/Elder of ThunderClan'. Well, not always, mostly. Some say she is just saying that for fun, but the truth is, she wants to be friends with them, fight to the end for them.
» Whitefoot is rather small for her age, her frame is rather sturdy for her small size. Whitefoot's eyes are a simple dark green, the one on the left is slightly lighter than the other eye. Whitefoot's throat is white and begins large at first, then it gets smaller until her chest, which is white. Whitefoot's fur is a pale ginger, her head fur a darker ginger. The tail is ginger with gingery white circles. Her nose is a delicate pink, like a pink rose. Her whiskers are averege size, pehaps a little longer. Whitefoot is a long-haired cat, fur always longer in Leaf-bare.
» [Kit-hood]
Whitefoot was born to Two-legs, and she spent most of her time in the cold garden. She usually sneaked out at night to look around the territories before her. One in particular had caught her green eyes. The land of ThunderClan. She spent two moons more, dreaming about living there. When she had to be taken to the Cutter, she ran off and into a sturdy white cat. She shied away in horror, what was going to happen? The huge white cat simply grabbed her by the scruff and took her deep into the territory she wanted to live in...
At the beautiful camp of ArticClan, she was dropped before a smaller cat than the white one. The cat quickly said, 'she may join.' Whatever did the cat mean?
She was quickly shoved to a tree stump of some sort...
A ceremony was held for her, and she was a member of ThunderClan. And an apprentice at that!
» [Apprentice-hood]
She had a tough life as an apprentice. Everyone laughed at her and tormented her. The words, 'Once a Kittypet always a Kittypet', outraged her. She raced at the sayer, bowling him over. But she hurt her paw on the attack. One of the Senior Warriors' stopped the fight and told Whitepaw that she HAD to stay in camp for a couple of days...
For three days, she limped around, her paw stung like a wasp sting. She was taunted, but not all the time. Most apprentices stayed away from her, making Whitepaw lonely...
On a solo hunting mission; three moons later, she caught enough prey to fill half of a monster! The cats looked at her in surprise and praised her, but still no one wanted to be her friend.
Then the leader called her into the den...
» [Beginning of Warrior-hood]
She was happier. A Warrior of ThunderClan! She still felt lonely, and she slept away from the Warriors' in a isolated corner. She felt lonelier than anyone! Still, she had fun times by herself. But it wasn't enough... She rarely went to Gatherings, passing her permission to someone else. No one knows why, she had only been to Gathering's three times when she was an apprentice, and once when a warrior...
She was out hunting when she bumped into someone. Someone who could be her friend, she was too shy to ask if they could be friends...
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Post by oO . flare . Oo on Jan 6, 2008 13:17:48 GMT
[[ » ashfire
» ashfire
» tom
» twenty-three moons
» warrior
» shadowclan
» » bio »
» He may seem your average ShadowClan Warrior, but he really brings pain in battle. Ashfire is dark and mysterious, and not much of his past is known. He never talks much, he prefers the silent treatment. Some say that he can probe into other minds. This isn't true, of course. Ashfire is brave, and will do anything to help Hazestar. He wants to take over the forest, whatever it takes. Evil, you must say? Oh, he is. Very evil. Will even kill to get to his goal. He is very talented when hunting. He stalks his prey with great accuracy and balance.
» A smokey ash grey pelt coats this warrior. It is dark, and great for hiding in the shadows. His fur is sleek and long haired. His eyes, well, the left is green and the other is blue. Odd... Ashfire's legs are long, some may say WindClan long. His claws are longer than the average warrior's, but normal all the same. Ashfire's tail is tipped with silvery white, like a star from StarClan. He bears a scar above his eye because he got into a scrap with a fox.
» {_ashkit.thorn
He wasn't called Ashkit then. He was named Thorn for his sharp claws. Ashfire was born far west, in a dark forest full of shadows, inhabited with the clans of dark. His Clan was called BloodClan. And this Clan, was the remains of the clan who invaded the five clan's territory. His mother was the mate to Bone, and he went down against Leopardstar. And his mother was Bone's mate's kit. So, his great grandfather was Bone. Odd, isn't it? His mother was the one who valued Ashfire as the best warrior after Bone's death. But, she was dying. At Ashfire's age of seven moons, she died.
» {_thorn.ashpaw
He wandered the land, then met up with a few shadowclan cats. He saw what was Hazestar then, but the leader didn't watch him. One of the apprentices attacked Ashfire, but Ashfire accidently bit off the apprentice's tail tip. He kept on muttering sorry to the warriors, but they were actually impressed. The apprentice was too, in fact. The patrol took him off to the camp, where he was to meet with the current shadowclan leader. The leader gave him a harsh telling off, but ended with the invitation to join shadowclan. Ashfire was giddy with joy, and he accepted with pleasure. Thus his life in ShadowClan began.
In the few moons as an apprentice, Ashfire had a tough time. He was feeling lonely all the time. (Now I can't concentrate, DONALD DUCK IS NOT WEARING UNDERWEAR!) ShadowClan had a battle with SkyClan when Ashfire was eleven moons old for no reason. And Ashfire was helping shadowclan win! After the battle, Ashfire was made a warrior. He was very happy after that.
» {_ashfire.dread
He was nicknamed Dread, for winning the battle. Every cat honoured him, and he was treated with much respect. The leader invited him as deputy, but he refused. Ashfire said their was another time and he was too young. That was true, because the tom was only fifteen moons old. And now that 'Dread' is older, he eyes the position of Deputy in ShadowClan.
He was feeling a little bored one night, so he took a patrol of his friends to try finding a fox. ThunderClan and the other Rival Clans would think this was mouse-brained, but ShadowClan didn't. They finally found one, and Ashfire had tackled it only to get scarred across his right eye. Then the patrol turnd tail and fled.
Bone, Ashfire's grandfather, sometimes meets the warrior in his dreams...
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Post by wowposter on Nov 16, 2008 7:23:20 GMT
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