Post by longfang on May 28, 2009 17:49:38 GMT -8
Two mysterious figures were watching her. One was as black as the night, and as shady as the past. She was the demon of the night, as dark as fear itself. She was watching with her green emerald eyes, as cold as the frosted snow. The other was pure white, like a cloud, and as kind as can be. He was as close to an angel it could be, and as loyal and pure as love. His eyes, blue as they were, looked guilty, as if they held a dark secret.Name:LongFang
Age:22 moons
Gender:Female
Rank:Deputy
Clan:ElmClanEyes:(please be descriptive)Emerald green that contain almost no feeling.None.
Pelt:(at least four lines)Pure black. In the sunlight it looks gray. She has a scar on her shoulder and one on her leg. It is very sleek and glossy. She has strong but small legs, and always seems like she will fall in the trees.
Body:(describe your cats body)Rather large, but it seems very small in the darkness. Her legs are lithe and strong.
Personality:Four lines please.Amazingly good fighter, but doesn't kill unless ordered. Loyal to friends and doesn't take orders unless you ask nicely. Always calm but grumpy in the morning. Very fond of riddles and brain teasers. Doesn't make friends easily, but when she does, she is loyal to the very end. She never shows any emotion towards others.
History:(optional)She was born in ShadowClan, and her mother was killed by a badger when she could barely hunt. She has a brother, Shortwhisker, who was killed by a badger. She has a sister named Emberfur, but she chose to leave ShadowClan and no one knows where she is. She never knew her father, but he was a ShadowClan warrior and LongFang suspects he died. After her mother and brother died, she and Emberfur went their seperate ways. LongFang was in ShadowClan for many moons, but no one knows her because she likes to keep to herself, but she has earned ShadowClan's trust many times over. But to this day, she doesn't know where Ember has gone and wonders, every moment of her life, where she is.
Kin:Shortwhisker(dead), Emberfur(dead), and her parents.
Mate:None.
Offspring:None,
Mentor/Apprentice:Roleplayer:LongFang
Roleplay Sample:(For your first cat only, please have it be at least a paragraph(4-7 sentences) Thanks)
They looked at each other, and as if by some telepathic means, they shook their heads and padded in.
Does she ever do anything but wonder like everything is hers? NightShade thought scathingly.
We shouldn't be spying on her. Cloudheart was feeling guilty.
"Hello LongFang!" Cloudheart was the opposite of NightShade, innocent and kind.
"What are you doing?"NightShade hissed. She was the total opposite of her brother, cold and unyeilding.
They sat down simuteounesly(did I spell that right?) and waited for her to respond.
Cloudheart was politely looking at her with a smile, but NightShade was staring at her as an eagle stares at it's prey.
As they were waiting for her to respond, each had their own dark thoughts about her.
NightShade was thinking, What an idiot. Does she ever speak?
I could be going on Patrol. Cloudheart was thinking. This is a waste of time.
Their eyes were intense, fiery eyes, that bore into her. They were like drills, constantly opening holes, and they saw into her intermost thoughts, as much as she wanted to hide them.