Post by snowleaf on Jun 8, 2009 19:48:54 GMT -8
Name;Snowleaf
Age; 8 moons
Gender; tom
Clan; Stormclan
Rank; warrior
Appearance; Snowleaf is mostly brown but he has white and tan in his fur too. He has short hair and a long tail. He has a pink nose and his wiskers are not long. He has sharp teeth and long claws. He is very lean and has short legs. All of his paws and legs are white and his belly is white.
Personality; Snowleaf is the kind of cat who likes to pick fights with other clans, but he know when to shut his mouth. His is very out spoken and loves to talk. He loves to take walks in the woods at night. He likes to swim on hot days in the summer and dosn't like the winter. He acts as thought he dosn't like any of the she-cats, but he can turn in to butter if a she-cat acts right around him.
History; Snowleaf was born in winter, it was cold and he got sick. For the first moon of his life he was sick. He stayed in his mother's warm fur day and night. When he finaly got over his cold he found out that his little sister died. As he grew up he told his mother that he would be strong and turn into a great warrior. In the spring his mother died. He was so close to his mother and some cats say that will be the only cat he will love, but that is not true. His heart is big and can hold more than one she-cat in it.
RolePlay Example; On one dark, starless, night there was a storm coming. It could be seen from a far. Snowkit who has never been in a storm was very excited for the storm to come. As he looked up the first rain drops, he has ever seen, hit the ground with a thud. All the other cats ran out of the rain into shelter. His mother was all curled up and purring as she lover the sound of rain. Snowkit went out to were the rain was dripping. He put one of his small paws out. A rain drop came down and hit his paw, it was cold but made him feel warm. He layed down with his paws in the rain. He soon fell asleep, when he woke up there was a hot feeling in his paws. He looked up there was not a cloud in site and the sun was bright. He moved back into the den were the sun couldn;'t get to him and fell back to sleep... he dreamed of a stream.
Age; 8 moons
Gender; tom
Clan; Stormclan
Rank; warrior
Appearance; Snowleaf is mostly brown but he has white and tan in his fur too. He has short hair and a long tail. He has a pink nose and his wiskers are not long. He has sharp teeth and long claws. He is very lean and has short legs. All of his paws and legs are white and his belly is white.
Personality; Snowleaf is the kind of cat who likes to pick fights with other clans, but he know when to shut his mouth. His is very out spoken and loves to talk. He loves to take walks in the woods at night. He likes to swim on hot days in the summer and dosn't like the winter. He acts as thought he dosn't like any of the she-cats, but he can turn in to butter if a she-cat acts right around him.
History; Snowleaf was born in winter, it was cold and he got sick. For the first moon of his life he was sick. He stayed in his mother's warm fur day and night. When he finaly got over his cold he found out that his little sister died. As he grew up he told his mother that he would be strong and turn into a great warrior. In the spring his mother died. He was so close to his mother and some cats say that will be the only cat he will love, but that is not true. His heart is big and can hold more than one she-cat in it.
RolePlay Example; On one dark, starless, night there was a storm coming. It could be seen from a far. Snowkit who has never been in a storm was very excited for the storm to come. As he looked up the first rain drops, he has ever seen, hit the ground with a thud. All the other cats ran out of the rain into shelter. His mother was all curled up and purring as she lover the sound of rain. Snowkit went out to were the rain was dripping. He put one of his small paws out. A rain drop came down and hit his paw, it was cold but made him feel warm. He layed down with his paws in the rain. He soon fell asleep, when he woke up there was a hot feeling in his paws. He looked up there was not a cloud in site and the sun was bright. He moved back into the den were the sun couldn;'t get to him and fell back to sleep... he dreamed of a stream.
