Post by silkfur on Feb 22, 2009 11:24:33 GMT -8
Name: Silkit-Silkpaw-Silkfur-Silkstar
Age: 27 moons
Gender: Female
Rank: Leader
Clan: Sunclan
Eyes: Silkstars eyes a large and round, surrounded by light golden fur. Her eyes are golden as well, almost seeming to look like liquid. They are dark though, tinted with a greyish black color that somehow got mixed in with the gold. They are peircing, and when you look into them it makes you feel that ever secret you have ever had has been layed out in front of you for everyone to see. They are beautiful eyes though.
Pelt: Silkstar has long silky orange and white fur that makes warm, lush pelt in the winter. It is from her fur that she got her name, for the fur is actually like Silk, soft to the touch and reminds you almost of nursery nests. Her tail is fluffed out and orange mixed with white. It holds the longest of all her fur. Her chest is pure white, along with some of her face and other body parts of her pelt. It really is a nice pelt.
Body: Silkstar is a rather large she-cat, not in a fat overwheight way though, more in muscle way. You can tell that she has lean muscles. Her legs are not long, and her paws are tiny and white, giving her a lithe and quiet step. Her tail is long and wavy, and her teeth are an odd case. they are long in the front, sharp as a knife, while in the back they are duller, not as good for biting. She has found it easier to just dig her front teeth in as far as they will go.
Personality: Silkfur is a kind she cat though can be snappy at times. She’s always full of energy and LOVES to hunt. She doesn't like to battle, but will if she has to! If she does she fights ruthlessly! If in battle. She doesn't use her back teeth. Just dig in her long front teeth as far in as she can to draw out more blood! She is can be found sometimes alone just thinking. She is the type, that if you asked her to be deputy, she would refuse, and recommend someone else over her. She loves kits but doesn't want to have her own, yet. She did when she had just first become Silkfur, but not now! Her favourite food is squirrels, Chipmunks are her least favourite and she tries not to eat them. She likes birds and Raccoons, but they will never be her favourite. If sad she drags her tail in the dust while walking, just not using the energy needed to lift it. When really happy it usually sticks straight in the air and her eyes gleam bright! When angry. Her tail goes straight up and her fur bristles. She might also bare her teeth. She is an amazing jumper and can land on her feet every single time. Even from the greatest heights. Over the years, she has become more sophisticated, if you would call, it, and thinks things threw more often now that she is leader.
History:Kit-
As a kit, Silkkit was very hyper, having bundles and bundles of energy. She was born to a beautiful orange and white she-cat named Orangespots, and a lean and sometimes mean tomcat named Fierceclaw. They both loved each other very much, and loved her as well. There were three others in her litter, her two brothers Fishkit and Stonekit, and her sister Briarkit. Fishkit didn’t make it though; his heart stopped only a few minutes after he entered the world. Orangespots was anguished, but she moved on, knowing that she had other kits to take care of. Silkkit still does not know of Fishkit, for her eyes were not open when they buried her brother, and her parents never told her of him.
Her father was the next to go, getting a bad throat wound caused by a large fox that had strayed to far into the camp. Silkkit and her family were devastated, grieving for over a moon, but they moved on eventually, knowing that death was part of life. Silkkit grew and grew, her fur only getting slightly rougher over the moons; soon she was playing around, fighting with her siblings, and at times, making a mess.
Apprentice-
Silkpaw became an apprentice on her sixth moon, like all kits, and it was one of the most amazing days of her life. Her and her sister became close, while her brother drifted away from them, leaving camp often and not speaking to many. It was slightly sad, for the three had always been close knit, and all of a sudden they found themselves being unravelled. One night, Stonepaw came to them, talking that he was in love, and was leaving the clans. Silkpaw was shocked, but there was nothing she could do to stop him. He was gone the next morning.
Briarpaw was sad, missing her brother much, Silkpaw did her best to comfort her, but it didn’t help when suddenly their mother was taken away from them as well, caught by a falling branch in a storm that suddenly hit out of no where. They were devastated, and talked to none but their mentors for many moons. Silkpaw slowly began to move on though, but Briarpaw didn’t, she stayed sad, and one day, leaving camp to go hunting, she never came back.
Silkpaw may have lost all her family, but somehow, still, she was able to move on. She worked harder, determined to become a warrior, and finally, that day came, and Silkpaw became Silkfur.
Warrior-
Silkfur had a very exciting warrior hood so far. Hunting almost everyday and going on patrols, which always gets Silkfurs heart pounding. She fought a fox once, attacking strongly with her father’s power in her, and hunted very well, her mother’s stealth quieting her paws. She believes that inside her, there is a small part of every sibling she ever lost. She loves her clan, and is loyal to it in everyway possible.
Silkfur was shocked when she became Deputy, and did the job well. To her dismay though ,her leader died soon afterwards, and she became leader. She is still on her ninth life so far, for she is a fairly new leader, only just recieving her lifes.
Kin: All her kin is dead or gone, the only living is Stonepaw, and the fate is unknown of him.
Mate: None at the moment.
Offspring:None at the moment.
Mentor/Apprentice: Mentor was named Harespring, no apprentice at the moment.
Roleplay sample-
Tails dragging in the dust, Waterskipper, Lunecry, and her blind daughter, Mistfling, slowly made there way through Thunderclan territory. Waterskipper glanced around, then back at her daughters. There burns were worse then hers, and she wished there was some way that she could comfort them. Lunecry's eyes were glinted, determined to get back to there family, and Mistflings head was hanging low, and Waterskipper knew she was losing hope.
When they had returned to Windclan after the fire, which had forced them to run away from the clan, they had found nothing, just burnt grass, old blackened prey, and almost no scents of there clan. They had then later scented Windclan scent coming from Thunderclan, though it was mixed together quite a bit with Thunderclan. They had set out in that direction, wanting to get to their clan as soon as they could. Waterskipper scented the air, tensed for the chance that a Thunderclan cat might find them instead of Windclan.
***
Lunecry paws were dragging in the dirt, fatigue making her eyelids droop. She kept going through, determination her main expression. All that she wanted was to get home, and see her family once more. Her paws where shaking, and her pelt was burnt and ragged. Her whole body had flashes of pain whenever she took a step, but she kept going, knowing that her family was only ahead of her.
***
Mistfling wasn't as determined, her body was weak, the darkness that always consumed her making her feel even more closed in then usual. She wanted to wail out in grief, and just curl up and die. Something inside her told her she would never get back to her family, and doubt was the feeling that consumed her body. One tear trickled down from her blue eye, and then disseapeared into her fur.
She scented the scent first, having her heightened scences because of being blind. She stiffened, and let out a small meow, her family froze, there loud pawsteps faultering.
Sorry if theres anything about Thunderclan in it, this is from my other site, so there could be something in here idicating the other clan types.
(From another site)
Age: 27 moons
Gender: Female
Rank: Leader
Clan: Sunclan
Eyes: Silkstars eyes a large and round, surrounded by light golden fur. Her eyes are golden as well, almost seeming to look like liquid. They are dark though, tinted with a greyish black color that somehow got mixed in with the gold. They are peircing, and when you look into them it makes you feel that ever secret you have ever had has been layed out in front of you for everyone to see. They are beautiful eyes though.
Pelt: Silkstar has long silky orange and white fur that makes warm, lush pelt in the winter. It is from her fur that she got her name, for the fur is actually like Silk, soft to the touch and reminds you almost of nursery nests. Her tail is fluffed out and orange mixed with white. It holds the longest of all her fur. Her chest is pure white, along with some of her face and other body parts of her pelt. It really is a nice pelt.
Body: Silkstar is a rather large she-cat, not in a fat overwheight way though, more in muscle way. You can tell that she has lean muscles. Her legs are not long, and her paws are tiny and white, giving her a lithe and quiet step. Her tail is long and wavy, and her teeth are an odd case. they are long in the front, sharp as a knife, while in the back they are duller, not as good for biting. She has found it easier to just dig her front teeth in as far as they will go.
Personality: Silkfur is a kind she cat though can be snappy at times. She’s always full of energy and LOVES to hunt. She doesn't like to battle, but will if she has to! If she does she fights ruthlessly! If in battle. She doesn't use her back teeth. Just dig in her long front teeth as far in as she can to draw out more blood! She is can be found sometimes alone just thinking. She is the type, that if you asked her to be deputy, she would refuse, and recommend someone else over her. She loves kits but doesn't want to have her own, yet. She did when she had just first become Silkfur, but not now! Her favourite food is squirrels, Chipmunks are her least favourite and she tries not to eat them. She likes birds and Raccoons, but they will never be her favourite. If sad she drags her tail in the dust while walking, just not using the energy needed to lift it. When really happy it usually sticks straight in the air and her eyes gleam bright! When angry. Her tail goes straight up and her fur bristles. She might also bare her teeth. She is an amazing jumper and can land on her feet every single time. Even from the greatest heights. Over the years, she has become more sophisticated, if you would call, it, and thinks things threw more often now that she is leader.
History:Kit-
As a kit, Silkkit was very hyper, having bundles and bundles of energy. She was born to a beautiful orange and white she-cat named Orangespots, and a lean and sometimes mean tomcat named Fierceclaw. They both loved each other very much, and loved her as well. There were three others in her litter, her two brothers Fishkit and Stonekit, and her sister Briarkit. Fishkit didn’t make it though; his heart stopped only a few minutes after he entered the world. Orangespots was anguished, but she moved on, knowing that she had other kits to take care of. Silkkit still does not know of Fishkit, for her eyes were not open when they buried her brother, and her parents never told her of him.
Her father was the next to go, getting a bad throat wound caused by a large fox that had strayed to far into the camp. Silkkit and her family were devastated, grieving for over a moon, but they moved on eventually, knowing that death was part of life. Silkkit grew and grew, her fur only getting slightly rougher over the moons; soon she was playing around, fighting with her siblings, and at times, making a mess.
Apprentice-
Silkpaw became an apprentice on her sixth moon, like all kits, and it was one of the most amazing days of her life. Her and her sister became close, while her brother drifted away from them, leaving camp often and not speaking to many. It was slightly sad, for the three had always been close knit, and all of a sudden they found themselves being unravelled. One night, Stonepaw came to them, talking that he was in love, and was leaving the clans. Silkpaw was shocked, but there was nothing she could do to stop him. He was gone the next morning.
Briarpaw was sad, missing her brother much, Silkpaw did her best to comfort her, but it didn’t help when suddenly their mother was taken away from them as well, caught by a falling branch in a storm that suddenly hit out of no where. They were devastated, and talked to none but their mentors for many moons. Silkpaw slowly began to move on though, but Briarpaw didn’t, she stayed sad, and one day, leaving camp to go hunting, she never came back.
Silkpaw may have lost all her family, but somehow, still, she was able to move on. She worked harder, determined to become a warrior, and finally, that day came, and Silkpaw became Silkfur.
Warrior-
Silkfur had a very exciting warrior hood so far. Hunting almost everyday and going on patrols, which always gets Silkfurs heart pounding. She fought a fox once, attacking strongly with her father’s power in her, and hunted very well, her mother’s stealth quieting her paws. She believes that inside her, there is a small part of every sibling she ever lost. She loves her clan, and is loyal to it in everyway possible.
Silkfur was shocked when she became Deputy, and did the job well. To her dismay though ,her leader died soon afterwards, and she became leader. She is still on her ninth life so far, for she is a fairly new leader, only just recieving her lifes.
Kin: All her kin is dead or gone, the only living is Stonepaw, and the fate is unknown of him.
Mate: None at the moment.
Offspring:None at the moment.
Mentor/Apprentice: Mentor was named Harespring, no apprentice at the moment.
Roleplay sample-
Tails dragging in the dust, Waterskipper, Lunecry, and her blind daughter, Mistfling, slowly made there way through Thunderclan territory. Waterskipper glanced around, then back at her daughters. There burns were worse then hers, and she wished there was some way that she could comfort them. Lunecry's eyes were glinted, determined to get back to there family, and Mistflings head was hanging low, and Waterskipper knew she was losing hope.
When they had returned to Windclan after the fire, which had forced them to run away from the clan, they had found nothing, just burnt grass, old blackened prey, and almost no scents of there clan. They had then later scented Windclan scent coming from Thunderclan, though it was mixed together quite a bit with Thunderclan. They had set out in that direction, wanting to get to their clan as soon as they could. Waterskipper scented the air, tensed for the chance that a Thunderclan cat might find them instead of Windclan.
***
Lunecry paws were dragging in the dirt, fatigue making her eyelids droop. She kept going through, determination her main expression. All that she wanted was to get home, and see her family once more. Her paws where shaking, and her pelt was burnt and ragged. Her whole body had flashes of pain whenever she took a step, but she kept going, knowing that her family was only ahead of her.
***
Mistfling wasn't as determined, her body was weak, the darkness that always consumed her making her feel even more closed in then usual. She wanted to wail out in grief, and just curl up and die. Something inside her told her she would never get back to her family, and doubt was the feeling that consumed her body. One tear trickled down from her blue eye, and then disseapeared into her fur.
She scented the scent first, having her heightened scences because of being blind. She stiffened, and let out a small meow, her family froze, there loud pawsteps faultering.
Sorry if theres anything about Thunderclan in it, this is from my other site, so there could be something in here idicating the other clan types.
(From another site)
