Post by jcmt on Oct 10, 2006 21:59:13 GMT -5
Name: Sunrisestreak
Gender: She~cat
Age: 22 moons
Rank: Deputy?
Clan: ThunderClan
Peltage: Sunrisestreak is a small orange tabby cat. Her paws are all white, along with her underbelly and undertail. Her chin is white as well, and so are her ears. Her tail is lighter than the rest of her body, and her paws are also. She has aqua blue eyes with green speckles around the pupil. One of her pawpads has a long white scar running down it from a fearsome battle. All of her pawpads are pink, except for her left hind one, which is black.
(Optional)Picture: sobi.org/photos/Cat/Kyoto/xa9u9300.jpg
Personality: It is very hard to describe Sunrisestreak's quickly changing personality. On a good day she's very helpful and can easily manage the patrols. On a bad day you can't really tell how she'll act. On a sad day she'll be out of camp for as long as she can be. On a stormy day she mostly stays in camp, sometimes even leaving it. If she can, that is. She doesn't really keep the same mood or personality for long, so all I can tell you are those. On unlisted days, it is extremely hard to know how she'll act.
History: Sunrisestreak didn't know her parents at all. Her father died before he even found out that his mate was pregnant; she died in kitting. Sunrisestreak was the only kit that survived the harsh leaf-bare that followed sooner than anyone expected. She always wandered out of camp without informing anyone as an apprentice, usually returning long afterward with prey. Most cats knew that she was too good a hunter to take that long to get the amount of prey that she brought back. One day a cat followed her, just to find out that she just wandered around and spoke to herself, oftentimes scolding herself for a tiny mistake; doing the wrong kind of stalking movement, saying something wrong, not bringing back enough prey. She quickly outgrew this at eight moons, but she still wandered and spoke to herself, now only scolding herself for bigger mistakes. She was always willing to lead a patrol and do things like that; she was ready to become a deputy. She was appointed deputy at seventeen moons; it seemed too early for her, oddly enough. The following four moons were very busy for her. She had less time to disappear and speak to herself alone. Sunrisestreak had less time to herself. Things were fine for her until the next battle. She was supposed to choose who went. She was helpless; who were the best warriors to pick?
Days later, now that she was finally through with choosing the warriors, Sunrisestreak finally made more time for herself. She now had the ability to choose patrols evenly.
IC: Sunrisestreak hissed at herself. How could she have been so stupid? She gazed up at the sky, blinking slowly. Nearly time to organize the next patrol. She padded through the forest blindly; her mind was on other things. Once she was close to camp she halted, remembering the stash of prey that she had made earlier. Annoyedly turning around, Sunrisestreak raced through the forest and stopped where her stash was. She picked up the mouse, the thrush, and the small rabbit that she had caught and headed back to camp, her mouth cramped. Once she got there, she stuck the kill into the fresh-kill pile and went to organize a patrol.
Password: Pickles
Gender: She~cat
Age: 22 moons
Rank: Deputy?
Clan: ThunderClan
Peltage: Sunrisestreak is a small orange tabby cat. Her paws are all white, along with her underbelly and undertail. Her chin is white as well, and so are her ears. Her tail is lighter than the rest of her body, and her paws are also. She has aqua blue eyes with green speckles around the pupil. One of her pawpads has a long white scar running down it from a fearsome battle. All of her pawpads are pink, except for her left hind one, which is black.
(Optional)Picture: sobi.org/photos/Cat/Kyoto/xa9u9300.jpg
Personality: It is very hard to describe Sunrisestreak's quickly changing personality. On a good day she's very helpful and can easily manage the patrols. On a bad day you can't really tell how she'll act. On a sad day she'll be out of camp for as long as she can be. On a stormy day she mostly stays in camp, sometimes even leaving it. If she can, that is. She doesn't really keep the same mood or personality for long, so all I can tell you are those. On unlisted days, it is extremely hard to know how she'll act.
History: Sunrisestreak didn't know her parents at all. Her father died before he even found out that his mate was pregnant; she died in kitting. Sunrisestreak was the only kit that survived the harsh leaf-bare that followed sooner than anyone expected. She always wandered out of camp without informing anyone as an apprentice, usually returning long afterward with prey. Most cats knew that she was too good a hunter to take that long to get the amount of prey that she brought back. One day a cat followed her, just to find out that she just wandered around and spoke to herself, oftentimes scolding herself for a tiny mistake; doing the wrong kind of stalking movement, saying something wrong, not bringing back enough prey. She quickly outgrew this at eight moons, but she still wandered and spoke to herself, now only scolding herself for bigger mistakes. She was always willing to lead a patrol and do things like that; she was ready to become a deputy. She was appointed deputy at seventeen moons; it seemed too early for her, oddly enough. The following four moons were very busy for her. She had less time to disappear and speak to herself alone. Sunrisestreak had less time to herself. Things were fine for her until the next battle. She was supposed to choose who went. She was helpless; who were the best warriors to pick?
Days later, now that she was finally through with choosing the warriors, Sunrisestreak finally made more time for herself. She now had the ability to choose patrols evenly.
IC: Sunrisestreak hissed at herself. How could she have been so stupid? She gazed up at the sky, blinking slowly. Nearly time to organize the next patrol. She padded through the forest blindly; her mind was on other things. Once she was close to camp she halted, remembering the stash of prey that she had made earlier. Annoyedly turning around, Sunrisestreak raced through the forest and stopped where her stash was. She picked up the mouse, the thrush, and the small rabbit that she had caught and headed back to camp, her mouth cramped. Once she got there, she stuck the kill into the fresh-kill pile and went to organize a patrol.
Password: Pickles
