Post by Clemintine on Apr 17, 2014 20:46:41 GMT -6
Brightfeather
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APPEARANCE
- Very petite cat meaning small build and short, she has long fur that makes up for her size. Overly long tail that is fluffy also her ears are long and pointed.She is white with light grey tabbyish fur until her front shoulders, the fur turns a light orange and travels down her legs. All four of her paws are white and her face is white except a black nose and streak that goes up her face and to the left. She has two rings near the end of her tail. Her eyes are a soft sky blue and she has long whiskers. Her tongue is a soft pink but has a few black spots because of her pelt.
PERSONALITY
Brightfeather is kind and enjoys the company of her clan mates she sticks up for her clan and those she believes in with her entire being, she believes in cats that she trusts and hopes they would never lie to her which tends to make her gullible. Her imagination knows no limits and she is fast and frisky, she can be very hostile to the other clans and is known by other clans for her fierce loyalty towards clan mates and sharp tongue towards the other clans. Though she may be frail she has a big heart and is very helpful to others but likes to make a game out of it by picking on other cats and tricking them very easily. She has the personality of the Cheshire cat. She is very rambunctious and gets in to trouble a lot more then a normal cat should but can get out of it just as easily as she got into it, she is overly curious and adventurous which makes her get into dangerous situations and not even know she is in a dangerous situation. She is a bad judge of character and believes everyone has good in them. She doesn't like to be used and can give you a stern talking to if she thinks you have done wrong.
HISTORY
- Brightfeather was born a loner as was her mother but her father was a rogue who she never got the chance to meet and never will. When she was born her mother never spent a lot of time around she was mainly gone but came back frequently to feed and check up on her kit. Her mother left to continue her life as a true loner once Brightfeather was old enough to take care of herself, her mother believed that loners should always be alone. Brightfeather was OK with this but at times got lonely, she played with kitty pets and a few rogues here and there but they never stayed around long or she found herself wandering to a different territory.
Brightfeather came across a rogue who informed her of the new clans forming, she had never heard of clans before of course so naturally she was curious. For a moon she wandered around the forest and other areas searching for these new clans growing bored and lonely she decided to return to her old nest, on the way she had to cross a river. A clan cat was patrolling near the river.
She meet the patrol group unaware that these cats were apart of the new clans. They could see that the little she-cat was no threat and explained everything to her, after awhile everything was settled and she was taken back to the clan for the leader to talk to her. Soon she learned the other clans and a brief description of each one and how every cat had their own responsibility , she liked this better then always being alone and always trying to find cats to socialize with so she decided to stay. She was happily accepted into the clan that found her and now lives at CreekClan waiting for something exciting to happen and impact her life..
SAMPLE
- All was silent expect the faint sound of a mouse running across the forest floor its long tail dragged behind it as it scurried alone climbing over a few twigs here and there. A pair of sharp yellow eyes came into focus peering over a fallen log, the pair of eyes were large with excitement but just as quickly as they were shown they vanished. A Long fluffy grey tabby tail stuck up that has two rings on the end. It bounced along getting closer to the mouse as I'ts owners body being hidden by good camouflage. The tail twitched as the mouse stopped and turn and suddenly the tail was gone. It grew silent... no mouse... no eyes peering... no bouncing tail. "GOT CHA!" a ear piercing yowl broke the silence followed by birds squawking alerting the forest as the flew out from the trees.
The ringed tail appeared again thrashing back and forth but this time it's owner was visible, a small she-cat with a light grey tabby coat and pointed ears, her face had a big black streak going up the middle and off to the left. She was mouse-less and now the whole forest was in hiding. "Fox-dung" she hissed and sighed when her stomach growled. Brightfeather looked up at the sky and purred as the sun shined on her face and front paws while the rest of her body was covered by the shade of the trees.
A soft pair of sky blue eyes stood out against her pelt and the background of the woods. It wasn't long until Brightfeather found herself at the river, she was wadding her white paws in the coolness of the river, although she was still hungry didn't mean she couldn't relax and enjoy herself. A soft purr rumbled up her throat until it filled the now quiet forest.
- Very petite cat meaning small build and short, she has long fur that makes up for her size. Overly long tail that is fluffy also her ears are long and pointed.She is white with light grey tabbyish fur until her front shoulders, the fur turns a light orange and travels down her legs. All four of her paws are white and her face is white except a black nose and streak that goes up her face and to the left. She has two rings near the end of her tail. Her eyes are a soft sky blue and she has long whiskers. Her tongue is a soft pink but has a few black spots because of her pelt.
PERSONALITY
Brightfeather is kind and enjoys the company of her clan mates she sticks up for her clan and those she believes in with her entire being, she believes in cats that she trusts and hopes they would never lie to her which tends to make her gullible. Her imagination knows no limits and she is fast and frisky, she can be very hostile to the other clans and is known by other clans for her fierce loyalty towards clan mates and sharp tongue towards the other clans. Though she may be frail she has a big heart and is very helpful to others but likes to make a game out of it by picking on other cats and tricking them very easily. She has the personality of the Cheshire cat. She is very rambunctious and gets in to trouble a lot more then a normal cat should but can get out of it just as easily as she got into it, she is overly curious and adventurous which makes her get into dangerous situations and not even know she is in a dangerous situation. She is a bad judge of character and believes everyone has good in them. She doesn't like to be used and can give you a stern talking to if she thinks you have done wrong.
HISTORY
- Brightfeather was born a loner as was her mother but her father was a rogue who she never got the chance to meet and never will. When she was born her mother never spent a lot of time around she was mainly gone but came back frequently to feed and check up on her kit. Her mother left to continue her life as a true loner once Brightfeather was old enough to take care of herself, her mother believed that loners should always be alone. Brightfeather was OK with this but at times got lonely, she played with kitty pets and a few rogues here and there but they never stayed around long or she found herself wandering to a different territory.
Brightfeather came across a rogue who informed her of the new clans forming, she had never heard of clans before of course so naturally she was curious. For a moon she wandered around the forest and other areas searching for these new clans growing bored and lonely she decided to return to her old nest, on the way she had to cross a river. A clan cat was patrolling near the river.
She meet the patrol group unaware that these cats were apart of the new clans. They could see that the little she-cat was no threat and explained everything to her, after awhile everything was settled and she was taken back to the clan for the leader to talk to her. Soon she learned the other clans and a brief description of each one and how every cat had their own responsibility , she liked this better then always being alone and always trying to find cats to socialize with so she decided to stay. She was happily accepted into the clan that found her and now lives at CreekClan waiting for something exciting to happen and impact her life..
SAMPLE
- All was silent expect the faint sound of a mouse running across the forest floor its long tail dragged behind it as it scurried alone climbing over a few twigs here and there. A pair of sharp yellow eyes came into focus peering over a fallen log, the pair of eyes were large with excitement but just as quickly as they were shown they vanished. A Long fluffy grey tabby tail stuck up that has two rings on the end. It bounced along getting closer to the mouse as I'ts owners body being hidden by good camouflage. The tail twitched as the mouse stopped and turn and suddenly the tail was gone. It grew silent... no mouse... no eyes peering... no bouncing tail. "GOT CHA!" a ear piercing yowl broke the silence followed by birds squawking alerting the forest as the flew out from the trees.
The ringed tail appeared again thrashing back and forth but this time it's owner was visible, a small she-cat with a light grey tabby coat and pointed ears, her face had a big black streak going up the middle and off to the left. She was mouse-less and now the whole forest was in hiding. "Fox-dung" she hissed and sighed when her stomach growled. Brightfeather looked up at the sky and purred as the sun shined on her face and front paws while the rest of her body was covered by the shade of the trees.
A soft pair of sky blue eyes stood out against her pelt and the background of the woods. It wasn't long until Brightfeather found herself at the river, she was wadding her white paws in the coolness of the river, although she was still hungry didn't mean she couldn't relax and enjoy herself. A soft purr rumbled up her throat until it filled the now quiet forest.
roleplayer Clemintine
this template was made by dannimarie for darkened skies
stealing is not tolerated and will be reported.