Post by Lightflame on Mar 25, 2007 12:10:16 GMT -5
Name: Lightflame
Gender: She-cat
Age: 24 moons
Other accounts : None
Rank: Warrior (Meddi cat?)
Clan: Shadowclan
Description: Lightflame is a very small she-cat. She has a silky gray coat with black stripes, that glimmer like pools of blackness. She has brown almond shaped eyes that are very keen, especially in the dark. She has a large scar across her eye from a fight with another cat while she was out on hunting duty. She can easily be mistaken for a pampered kittypet because of her sleek, well kept coat. Lightflame hates to be mistaken for a kittypet though. She has long, neatly kept claws, with dagger sharp points. Her small nose is cherry blossom pink, and can sniff out a mouse a mile away. Her long claws make her an especially good hunter and tree climber. Lightflame's whiskers are all pure white, except for one that is midnight black. Lightflame has silvery white paws, hence her name LIGHT.
Personality: Lightflame is a very caring cat. When she meets someone new she will act nice, and deliver them with a friendly greeting. Most other cats think that she is weak because she is so friendly, but they are all wrong. Lightflame may be nice to cats that are nice back, but when it comes to battle she is a fierce fighter. She is also a motherly cat who wishes deeply to have kits. She'll play, groom, and talk to any kit she comes across. She'll act like it's mother until the real one comes back. She knows that if she wants to be a medicine cat though, she must forget her love for kits. She can become extremely fierce during training, and usually has to take a break to calm herself down. In any battle, Lightflame is loyal and she would die fighting for her clan. Lightflame has a strong belief in Starclan. She doesn't rely on them for everything, but when she needs their guidance, she will seek it. She follows the warrior code often, but will break it on only certain occasions, Like emergencies. Some cats think that Lightflame is miss perfect, but she is not. if a cat messes with her, she will do nothing but claw their ears of. she is young so she does get in trouble...alot. She can be stubborn, and even recless. Whenever she practices her skills she is flighty and impatiante. She is quick to jump to conclusions and usually doesn't think before acting.
Likes and Dislikes: Lightflame likes to sit on the warm emerald colored grass on a sunny day, and cloud-gaze. She enjoys to try and point out what the clouds look like. She doesn't like thunderclan, and anyone who would want to harm her clan.
History: Lightflame doesn't know much about her past. The leader of Shadowclan told her that she was found as a very young kit under the fourtrees. Lightflame hasn't ever talked much, so she had no friends. Her one true wish is to find her mother and father, and have a happy family. Lightflame is fearful though, because rumors are going around that she is part thunderclan. She wishes dearly that these were wrong, but part of her feels that they are correct. Lightflame has had one love in her life. Ebonypelt. A young, handsome thunderclan tom. He broke her heart when he fell for a riverclan she-cat. Lightflame had sworn never to love again.
Picture: cats.about.com/library/graphics/breeds/amshorthair/bluejeans_pearl.jpg
RP example:
Lightflame exited the Warrior's den with a low growl. She had herd the other Warriors talking about her last night. She couldn't miss what they were saying. Once they had said her name, she knew she had to listen. 'She's Thunderclan that Lightflame' they had said. Lightflame shook her head miserably and went out to hunt. Her white paws gently padded across the grass, not making a sound. Lightflame opened her mouth to smell better. Her ears twitched, trying to pick up some sound. Lightflame herd a fain rustling a rabbit's hop away. She crouched down low, her tail flicking up anxiously. She slowly crept forward, her almond shaped eyes focused on the rustling. Lightflame put all of her wait in her back legs, and leaped. She landed on another cat, her paw holding it down by the throat. "You're not a mouse!" she hissed. "Very clever aren't you?" Snapped the other cat. "You're not from my clan." Said Lightflame sniffing the cat. It was a young tom, about 22 moons old. He was jet black, with a white patch on his chest. He was from Thunderclan.
Sorry, the original one I was just a gueast, but now I logged on so read this one.
Gender: She-cat
Age: 24 moons
Other accounts : None
Rank: Warrior (Meddi cat?)
Clan: Shadowclan
Description: Lightflame is a very small she-cat. She has a silky gray coat with black stripes, that glimmer like pools of blackness. She has brown almond shaped eyes that are very keen, especially in the dark. She has a large scar across her eye from a fight with another cat while she was out on hunting duty. She can easily be mistaken for a pampered kittypet because of her sleek, well kept coat. Lightflame hates to be mistaken for a kittypet though. She has long, neatly kept claws, with dagger sharp points. Her small nose is cherry blossom pink, and can sniff out a mouse a mile away. Her long claws make her an especially good hunter and tree climber. Lightflame's whiskers are all pure white, except for one that is midnight black. Lightflame has silvery white paws, hence her name LIGHT.
Personality: Lightflame is a very caring cat. When she meets someone new she will act nice, and deliver them with a friendly greeting. Most other cats think that she is weak because she is so friendly, but they are all wrong. Lightflame may be nice to cats that are nice back, but when it comes to battle she is a fierce fighter. She is also a motherly cat who wishes deeply to have kits. She'll play, groom, and talk to any kit she comes across. She'll act like it's mother until the real one comes back. She knows that if she wants to be a medicine cat though, she must forget her love for kits. She can become extremely fierce during training, and usually has to take a break to calm herself down. In any battle, Lightflame is loyal and she would die fighting for her clan. Lightflame has a strong belief in Starclan. She doesn't rely on them for everything, but when she needs their guidance, she will seek it. She follows the warrior code often, but will break it on only certain occasions, Like emergencies. Some cats think that Lightflame is miss perfect, but she is not. if a cat messes with her, she will do nothing but claw their ears of. she is young so she does get in trouble...alot. She can be stubborn, and even recless. Whenever she practices her skills she is flighty and impatiante. She is quick to jump to conclusions and usually doesn't think before acting.
Likes and Dislikes: Lightflame likes to sit on the warm emerald colored grass on a sunny day, and cloud-gaze. She enjoys to try and point out what the clouds look like. She doesn't like thunderclan, and anyone who would want to harm her clan.
History: Lightflame doesn't know much about her past. The leader of Shadowclan told her that she was found as a very young kit under the fourtrees. Lightflame hasn't ever talked much, so she had no friends. Her one true wish is to find her mother and father, and have a happy family. Lightflame is fearful though, because rumors are going around that she is part thunderclan. She wishes dearly that these were wrong, but part of her feels that they are correct. Lightflame has had one love in her life. Ebonypelt. A young, handsome thunderclan tom. He broke her heart when he fell for a riverclan she-cat. Lightflame had sworn never to love again.
Picture: cats.about.com/library/graphics/breeds/amshorthair/bluejeans_pearl.jpg
RP example:
Lightflame exited the Warrior's den with a low growl. She had herd the other Warriors talking about her last night. She couldn't miss what they were saying. Once they had said her name, she knew she had to listen. 'She's Thunderclan that Lightflame' they had said. Lightflame shook her head miserably and went out to hunt. Her white paws gently padded across the grass, not making a sound. Lightflame opened her mouth to smell better. Her ears twitched, trying to pick up some sound. Lightflame herd a fain rustling a rabbit's hop away. She crouched down low, her tail flicking up anxiously. She slowly crept forward, her almond shaped eyes focused on the rustling. Lightflame put all of her wait in her back legs, and leaped. She landed on another cat, her paw holding it down by the throat. "You're not a mouse!" she hissed. "Very clever aren't you?" Snapped the other cat. "You're not from my clan." Said Lightflame sniffing the cat. It was a young tom, about 22 moons old. He was jet black, with a white patch on his chest. He was from Thunderclan.
Sorry, the original one I was just a gueast, but now I logged on so read this one.
