Post by Ren on Oct 2, 2005 10:08:34 GMT -5
Name: Darknessstar((gah, it looks really weird, but it sounds nice))
Gender: she-cat
Age: 32 moons (2 season-cycles 8 moons)
Rank in Clan: leader of ThornClan; eight lives left
Description: She has long, elegant black fur. It is easily mussed, and at times this can make her seem fussy. Her eyes are a pale gold.
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Personality: She is incredibly stubborn, but practical for the most part--meaning, until it comes to her pride or her fur. Her sole thoughts are for what's best for her Clan and its territories; she's hardly ever even noticed toms, even when she was a foolish apprentice. An odd mix of determined tomboy and fussy salonist.((Or whatever the word is.))
Past: She was born in ThornClan, to Pureheart and Blackpelt, both of StarClan before she was even apprentice. Even as an apprentice, her mind went solely to how much she could do for her family, the cats who had taken her in and cared for her when she was young, and by the time Jeteyes died, she was fourteen moons and there was no doubt who the new deputy would be. Sadly, Redstar did not last much longer than her deputy, and Darknessstar--then Darknesspelt--was made a leader before she was even one and a half season-cycles. She made a hard decision when the Twolegs came, refusing to move to the city until several cats threatened to leave the Clan if she did not.
RP Example: "No worries, Darknesspelt," the medicine cat said cheerfully. "It's just a bit of greencough, I'm sure it'll be gone by morning." The young deputy did not seem to notice the worry that flared in the tom's eyes, for she spoke just as casually.
"That's great! I was worried for a minute there...Hey! Carrotpaw! Come on, it's time for a training session!" She felt totally happy as her apprentice looked up and padded over. Life would be normal again--life would be perfect. She had never been happier before she was made dep...
Contentment turned to horror and shock as Carrotpaw gave her a killing bite.
Darknessstar jerked awake, panting heavily, eyes gone wide with fear as they stared into the blackness at an empty factory, save for her own Clan. It was the third time she had had the dream that week...except, the first time it had been the medicine cat, the second her own leader, Redstar, that killed her. We're being torn apart, she thought sadly, one claw tracing in the dust beneath her. Her eyes went hard suddenly as she lay her head on her paws. And it's all the Twolegs fault. Someday, they will PAY. And with that vow, she fell into a restless doze.
Gender: she-cat
Age: 32 moons (2 season-cycles 8 moons)
Rank in Clan: leader of ThornClan; eight lives left
Description: She has long, elegant black fur. It is easily mussed, and at times this can make her seem fussy. Her eyes are a pale gold.
Picture:
Personality: She is incredibly stubborn, but practical for the most part--meaning, until it comes to her pride or her fur. Her sole thoughts are for what's best for her Clan and its territories; she's hardly ever even noticed toms, even when she was a foolish apprentice. An odd mix of determined tomboy and fussy salonist.((Or whatever the word is.))
Past: She was born in ThornClan, to Pureheart and Blackpelt, both of StarClan before she was even apprentice. Even as an apprentice, her mind went solely to how much she could do for her family, the cats who had taken her in and cared for her when she was young, and by the time Jeteyes died, she was fourteen moons and there was no doubt who the new deputy would be. Sadly, Redstar did not last much longer than her deputy, and Darknessstar--then Darknesspelt--was made a leader before she was even one and a half season-cycles. She made a hard decision when the Twolegs came, refusing to move to the city until several cats threatened to leave the Clan if she did not.
RP Example: "No worries, Darknesspelt," the medicine cat said cheerfully. "It's just a bit of greencough, I'm sure it'll be gone by morning." The young deputy did not seem to notice the worry that flared in the tom's eyes, for she spoke just as casually.
"That's great! I was worried for a minute there...Hey! Carrotpaw! Come on, it's time for a training session!" She felt totally happy as her apprentice looked up and padded over. Life would be normal again--life would be perfect. She had never been happier before she was made dep...
Contentment turned to horror and shock as Carrotpaw gave her a killing bite.
Darknessstar jerked awake, panting heavily, eyes gone wide with fear as they stared into the blackness at an empty factory, save for her own Clan. It was the third time she had had the dream that week...except, the first time it had been the medicine cat, the second her own leader, Redstar, that killed her. We're being torn apart, she thought sadly, one claw tracing in the dust beneath her. Her eyes went hard suddenly as she lay her head on her paws. And it's all the Twolegs fault. Someday, they will PAY. And with that vow, she fell into a restless doze.