Post by Yellowfang on Jan 3, 2008 18:34:41 GMT -5
Name: Closeencounter
Gender:Tom
Age: About one year
Clan you would like to join: Riverclan
Appearance: He has sleek black fur and shiny,shiny black eyes.He has almost neon blue ring around his ankles,tail,neck and one around each eye.His body is untouched by scars,but that can change.
Personality: He`s always oddly calm,even if going into war,he has simple,blank,yet almost happy expression.That lets most cats like him,for he never says anything mean or is ever angry.He obviously had good leadership skills but backs away at even the smallest chance to lead a hunting squad.
History: His father was a kittypet,unkown by anyone save his mother.His mother,speaking of her,was pure Riverclan blood,a blueblood,if you will.She died giving birth to her single,odd kit.Nobody knows how he got his pelt,for they swore when he was born he had an identical pelt to his mother-A pure,snowy white.His mother died,sadly,during kit-birth.Then,the night he was born,resting with another Queen
,an eerie blue light awoke her.She squinted,shrugged it off and curled tighter around her adopted son.In the morning,she was found dead.Nobody understood what had happened.Only,where was the kit?He definitely wasn't there.There was only a black kit with strange markings.But,they gave up the search.He was dead by now,anyway.They now had to find a new Queen for the kit once more.As he grew,he was only an apprentice when their beloved leader,Pebblestar died.Morningglory quickly attained leadership,and a new deputy to boot.Finally,Closeencounter was a warrior.All the cats had scorned his name.A kittypet had advised this naming,and,amazing,Morningstar went with it.His first apprentice died tragically in a flash flood.His second disappeared.His third was the success,proving the saying 'third times the try'.Closeencounter felt he had just done this right,having being felt the 'leader' of his apprentice.He hasn't had an apprentice since,for his old apprentice was killed a day after his ceremony.All of the mothers felt him bad luck,even with his kindly nature.
RP Example:Closeencounter crouched down in the night,blending in,save his rings,which shone eerily.He loved hunting in the dark.It gave him a sense of thrill.His eyes had closed,letting his other senses give it a try.This was how he sharpened them.He didn't smell anything.Mousedung.But he kept walking anyway.He liked the way the darkness pressed in on him,making him feel completely alone.Suddenly,he went into one of his out-of-this-world trances and his paws took a life of their own and not before long he bumped nose-to-nose with another cat.A kittypet.The cat jumped back and hissed.Closeencounter did the same."Beastly,ugly,wild cat!"The dark tabby hissed.Closeencounter felt no hatred for the cat in front of him,and he flattened his fur and covered his teeth."Hello."He said,the strange,slightly happy yet not face on.He sensed the cat looking him over."Oh,uh,yea,hello..."He said gruffly,shuffling away.Closeencounter shrugged it off and turned back around,padding off back to the camp.He entered the warriors den,stretching and curling up in a nest.He accidentally wok a cat beside him."Watch it,Starclan-freak!"The cat growled and shifted over to get comfy again.Closeencounter tilted his head.Starclan-freak.In other words,alien.Closeencounter shrugged and closed his eyes,breathing becoming relaxed.
Gender:Tom
Age: About one year
Clan you would like to join: Riverclan
Appearance: He has sleek black fur and shiny,shiny black eyes.He has almost neon blue ring around his ankles,tail,neck and one around each eye.His body is untouched by scars,but that can change.
Personality: He`s always oddly calm,even if going into war,he has simple,blank,yet almost happy expression.That lets most cats like him,for he never says anything mean or is ever angry.He obviously had good leadership skills but backs away at even the smallest chance to lead a hunting squad.
History: His father was a kittypet,unkown by anyone save his mother.His mother,speaking of her,was pure Riverclan blood,a blueblood,if you will.She died giving birth to her single,odd kit.Nobody knows how he got his pelt,for they swore when he was born he had an identical pelt to his mother-A pure,snowy white.His mother died,sadly,during kit-birth.Then,the night he was born,resting with another Queen
,an eerie blue light awoke her.She squinted,shrugged it off and curled tighter around her adopted son.In the morning,she was found dead.Nobody understood what had happened.Only,where was the kit?He definitely wasn't there.There was only a black kit with strange markings.But,they gave up the search.He was dead by now,anyway.They now had to find a new Queen for the kit once more.As he grew,he was only an apprentice when their beloved leader,Pebblestar died.Morningglory quickly attained leadership,and a new deputy to boot.Finally,Closeencounter was a warrior.All the cats had scorned his name.A kittypet had advised this naming,and,amazing,Morningstar went with it.His first apprentice died tragically in a flash flood.His second disappeared.His third was the success,proving the saying 'third times the try'.Closeencounter felt he had just done this right,having being felt the 'leader' of his apprentice.He hasn't had an apprentice since,for his old apprentice was killed a day after his ceremony.All of the mothers felt him bad luck,even with his kindly nature.
RP Example:Closeencounter crouched down in the night,blending in,save his rings,which shone eerily.He loved hunting in the dark.It gave him a sense of thrill.His eyes had closed,letting his other senses give it a try.This was how he sharpened them.He didn't smell anything.Mousedung.But he kept walking anyway.He liked the way the darkness pressed in on him,making him feel completely alone.Suddenly,he went into one of his out-of-this-world trances and his paws took a life of their own and not before long he bumped nose-to-nose with another cat.A kittypet.The cat jumped back and hissed.Closeencounter did the same."Beastly,ugly,wild cat!"The dark tabby hissed.Closeencounter felt no hatred for the cat in front of him,and he flattened his fur and covered his teeth."Hello."He said,the strange,slightly happy yet not face on.He sensed the cat looking him over."Oh,uh,yea,hello..."He said gruffly,shuffling away.Closeencounter shrugged it off and turned back around,padding off back to the camp.He entered the warriors den,stretching and curling up in a nest.He accidentally wok a cat beside him."Watch it,Starclan-freak!"The cat growled and shifted over to get comfy again.Closeencounter tilted his head.Starclan-freak.In other words,alien.Closeencounter shrugged and closed his eyes,breathing becoming relaxed.
