Post by Blazestar on Dec 29, 2006 12:17:38 GMT -5
- Character Info -
Name:
Dawnpaw//feather
Gender:
She-Cat
Clan:
CaveClan
Position:
Apprentice
Age:
Just turned 6 moons
Personallity:
Dawnpaw is calm and shy. She is kind and gentle, and would never hurt anyone without the most detailed reason. She is very helpful, and loves to venture out in the forest. She loves to sit in trees and run fast. Running fast calms her down. She loves to be with other cats, but not to many. She strongly believes in StarClan.
Description/Pic:
Dawnpaw has a pelt that looks like the dawn sky. She has, what seems to be, a feather on her chest. A small, white one. She has violet eyes, that have a penetrating stare. Her eyes also have silver sparks in them. Her tail is long and thin, and she has long whiskers.Dawnpaw has a white and black pad. The other three are pink.
Kin:
Unknown
History:
kithood
Dawnpaw was once a rogue named Krystal. Her mother, Frost, and her father, Stone, were both killed in a terrible fire. She ran away, thinking her sister and brother had died as well. ((Mind you, she is 2 moons old.)) Dawnpaw ventured around the forest, lost, hungry. She sniffed the air one day, and scented some fresh-kill. As she followed the scent, she fainted from hunger and weakness. When she woke up she was in a strange place. A Clan Patrol found her buried under the snow. Now she lay in the Medicine Cats Den. Alone. Forever.
apprenticehood
Dawnpaw was appointed to Runningfoot for mentoring. She wasn't fully accepted into the Clan, but decided to live there anyway. Runningfoot grew to like his apprentice. They became the best of friends. One day, during training, Dawnpaw and Runningfoot, now like father and daughter, had to cross the Thunderpath. As they ran, Runningfoot tripped. He lay in pain on the road from a brocken leg. Dawnpaw rushed to his side to help him, but he sent her away. Just then, a monster came and crushed Dawnpaw's mentor's body. ((This is what will happen cept I only made up a name...I would like her menotr to be a boy that dies.))
warriorhood
Dawnfeather became a warrior at the age of 12 moons. As she sat her vigil, a band of rogues attacked. She warned the camp, and they fought ferosciosly. Dawnfeather now goes to the edge of the Thunderpath. Just waiting, for runningfoot to come. ((What will happen))
Role-Play Sample:
Dawnpaw woke up, her eyes blinking slowly, heavy with sleep. The sun poured through a hole in the Warriors Den which lit it up like a candle in the night. She slowly, but gracefully, got to her paws. Padding out of the den, the moss that dangled from her fur like morning dew on a single blade of grass, floated to the earth like a feather. She trotted over to the fresh-kill pile, where she chose a nice starling. She carried the morsel over to the corner of camp, where she laid peacefully, eating her meal. Today was a new day.
Crush:
Would like one...
Other:
N/A
Name:
Dawnpaw//feather
Gender:
She-Cat
Clan:
CaveClan
Position:
Apprentice
Age:
Just turned 6 moons
Personallity:
Dawnpaw is calm and shy. She is kind and gentle, and would never hurt anyone without the most detailed reason. She is very helpful, and loves to venture out in the forest. She loves to sit in trees and run fast. Running fast calms her down. She loves to be with other cats, but not to many. She strongly believes in StarClan.
Description/Pic:
Dawnpaw has a pelt that looks like the dawn sky. She has, what seems to be, a feather on her chest. A small, white one. She has violet eyes, that have a penetrating stare. Her eyes also have silver sparks in them. Her tail is long and thin, and she has long whiskers.Dawnpaw has a white and black pad. The other three are pink.
Kin:
Unknown
History:
kithood
Dawnpaw was once a rogue named Krystal. Her mother, Frost, and her father, Stone, were both killed in a terrible fire. She ran away, thinking her sister and brother had died as well. ((Mind you, she is 2 moons old.)) Dawnpaw ventured around the forest, lost, hungry. She sniffed the air one day, and scented some fresh-kill. As she followed the scent, she fainted from hunger and weakness. When she woke up she was in a strange place. A Clan Patrol found her buried under the snow. Now she lay in the Medicine Cats Den. Alone. Forever.
apprenticehood
Dawnpaw was appointed to Runningfoot for mentoring. She wasn't fully accepted into the Clan, but decided to live there anyway. Runningfoot grew to like his apprentice. They became the best of friends. One day, during training, Dawnpaw and Runningfoot, now like father and daughter, had to cross the Thunderpath. As they ran, Runningfoot tripped. He lay in pain on the road from a brocken leg. Dawnpaw rushed to his side to help him, but he sent her away. Just then, a monster came and crushed Dawnpaw's mentor's body. ((This is what will happen cept I only made up a name...I would like her menotr to be a boy that dies.))
warriorhood
Dawnfeather became a warrior at the age of 12 moons. As she sat her vigil, a band of rogues attacked. She warned the camp, and they fought ferosciosly. Dawnfeather now goes to the edge of the Thunderpath. Just waiting, for runningfoot to come. ((What will happen))
Role-Play Sample:
Dawnpaw woke up, her eyes blinking slowly, heavy with sleep. The sun poured through a hole in the Warriors Den which lit it up like a candle in the night. She slowly, but gracefully, got to her paws. Padding out of the den, the moss that dangled from her fur like morning dew on a single blade of grass, floated to the earth like a feather. She trotted over to the fresh-kill pile, where she chose a nice starling. She carried the morsel over to the corner of camp, where she laid peacefully, eating her meal. Today was a new day.
Crush:
Would like one...
Other:
N/A
