Post by Stormchaser on Oct 28, 2007 8:56:17 GMT -5
Name: Whisperbreath
Gender: She-cat
Age: 3 Years
Clan you would like to join: WindClan
Appearance: Whisperbreath's fur is a silvery white, with black splotches across her back. She's almost a tortoiseshell without the orange. Her eyes are silvery blue, and she's very lithe -- just like a true WindClanner should be.
Personality: Whisperbreath is a lot like her name suggests. Mysterious, quiet, and a she-cat who tends not to enjoy sharing her past with others. She tends to keep to herself, often going on the smaller patrols.
History: She was born in WindClan, disappeared for a year, and then returned. No one knows anything else...
RP Example: Whisperpaw slunk into the clearing, watching Featherstar intently as the Clan meeting was called. Whisperpaw's two siblings, Longpaw and Sagepaw, had just died the day before, killed by a badger that had come from ThunderClan territory. Whisperpaw was devestated, and she could feel the sorrow pumping through her. "Whisperpaw...Whisperpaw!" The she-cat looked up to see her mentor, Nightfur, looking down at her. "Whisperpaw, Featherstar just called you up. It's your warrior ceremony!" Blue eyes wide, Whisperpaw simply nodded and shakily padded up to Featherstar. "I, Featherstar, leader of WindClan, call upon my warrior ascestors to look down upon this apprentice. She has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend her to you as a warrior in turn. Whisperpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend this Clan, even at the cost of your life?" Whisperpaw, still at loss for words, nodded. "I do," she whispered. "Then by the powers of StarClan I give you your warrior name. Whisperpaw, from this moment you will be known as Whisperbreath. StarClan honors your loyalty and courage, and we welcome you as a full warrior of WindClan." Featherstar rested her head on Whisperbreath's own, and Whisperbreath licked her leader's shoulder then padded off to the camp entrance, to sit vigil. Silverpelt shone brightly, and Whisperbreath looked up at it, remembering how Featherstar hd sent Longpaw and Sagepaw to StarClan with the warrior names of Longface and Sageclaw. She wished that she could have been sitting here, watching vigil with her siblings. If only.
Name: Stormraven
Gender: Tom
Age: Roughly 2 years
Clan you would like to join: Loner
Appearance: Stormraven's fur is dark brown-grey, with brown stripes. Stormraven may have fur like his father's, but he certainly has Ravenpoppy's eyes. They're light blue. Stormraven is practically a mirror image of his father, except for a few things: his eyes are blue, he's a little smaller and more lithe, and Stormraven's fur is a little darker. He's younger and still needs to build up on his muscle, but Stormraven's speed is incredible.
Personality: Stormraven is nothing like his father, or even his mother for that matter. He may look like Stormchaser on the outside, but his inside is much different. Stormraven is a little arrogant, especially about how he thinks he's the greatest at fighting. He knows of the warrior code, but tends to believe that being able to fight like a warrior is all he needs from it. He's fairly dark, and ambitious.
History: All that is known is that, long ago, Ravenpoppy met a loner called Stormchaser. She had three kits, but their father was gone. Back to where he belonged. Ravenpoppy respected that, and trained her kits with the help of a pair of loners called Thrushpelt and Moonflash. The pair were mates that never had kits -- Moonflash couldn't, there was something wrong. Her kits always died whenever she had then, so Moonflash finally gave up. Thrushpelt had once been a WindClanner, and Moonflash a ThunderClanner. The pair were now loners, and with the help of them, Ravenpoppy mentored her kits. Soon, the three gave the three kits warrior names, but two of the kits died off, while the one -- Stormraven, named after his father and mother, seeing as Ravenpoppy died just before he was made a warrior -- who soon left as well.
RP Example: Stormraven caught sight of the other cat long before it even heard him, or scented him. He leapt upon the reddish brown tom with a yowl. "You've just been attacked by Stormraven of no Clan!" he snarled, but then leapt back in surprise. "Thrushpelt? What are you doing here?!" The auburn tom, his fur flecked with white, backed away with widened yellow eyes. "Badger...Moonflash...dead...wanted...tell...you..." Thrushpelt's panting was hard, and Stormraven guessed he had come a long way. Finally, the aging tom laid himself down, panting still, before suddenly it ceased. Thrushpelt was dead. Stormraven, rather unsure of what to do, simply knelt down and touched his muzzle to Thrushpelt's cold body. "Good-bye, old friend and mentor. You taught me well in the ways of my warrior ancestors. StarClan will be lucky to have you amongst them...Moonflash too." And with that, Stormraven's life amongst the loners ended. It was time to move on, and with no family or friends left, the young tom knew just where to go. To the four Clans, to where his ancestors had once lived...to ShadowClan.
Gender: She-cat
Age: 3 Years
Clan you would like to join: WindClan
Appearance: Whisperbreath's fur is a silvery white, with black splotches across her back. She's almost a tortoiseshell without the orange. Her eyes are silvery blue, and she's very lithe -- just like a true WindClanner should be.
Personality: Whisperbreath is a lot like her name suggests. Mysterious, quiet, and a she-cat who tends not to enjoy sharing her past with others. She tends to keep to herself, often going on the smaller patrols.
History: She was born in WindClan, disappeared for a year, and then returned. No one knows anything else...
RP Example: Whisperpaw slunk into the clearing, watching Featherstar intently as the Clan meeting was called. Whisperpaw's two siblings, Longpaw and Sagepaw, had just died the day before, killed by a badger that had come from ThunderClan territory. Whisperpaw was devestated, and she could feel the sorrow pumping through her. "Whisperpaw...Whisperpaw!" The she-cat looked up to see her mentor, Nightfur, looking down at her. "Whisperpaw, Featherstar just called you up. It's your warrior ceremony!" Blue eyes wide, Whisperpaw simply nodded and shakily padded up to Featherstar. "I, Featherstar, leader of WindClan, call upon my warrior ascestors to look down upon this apprentice. She has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend her to you as a warrior in turn. Whisperpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend this Clan, even at the cost of your life?" Whisperpaw, still at loss for words, nodded. "I do," she whispered. "Then by the powers of StarClan I give you your warrior name. Whisperpaw, from this moment you will be known as Whisperbreath. StarClan honors your loyalty and courage, and we welcome you as a full warrior of WindClan." Featherstar rested her head on Whisperbreath's own, and Whisperbreath licked her leader's shoulder then padded off to the camp entrance, to sit vigil. Silverpelt shone brightly, and Whisperbreath looked up at it, remembering how Featherstar hd sent Longpaw and Sagepaw to StarClan with the warrior names of Longface and Sageclaw. She wished that she could have been sitting here, watching vigil with her siblings. If only.
Name: Stormraven
Gender: Tom
Age: Roughly 2 years
Clan you would like to join: Loner
Appearance: Stormraven's fur is dark brown-grey, with brown stripes. Stormraven may have fur like his father's, but he certainly has Ravenpoppy's eyes. They're light blue. Stormraven is practically a mirror image of his father, except for a few things: his eyes are blue, he's a little smaller and more lithe, and Stormraven's fur is a little darker. He's younger and still needs to build up on his muscle, but Stormraven's speed is incredible.
Personality: Stormraven is nothing like his father, or even his mother for that matter. He may look like Stormchaser on the outside, but his inside is much different. Stormraven is a little arrogant, especially about how he thinks he's the greatest at fighting. He knows of the warrior code, but tends to believe that being able to fight like a warrior is all he needs from it. He's fairly dark, and ambitious.
History: All that is known is that, long ago, Ravenpoppy met a loner called Stormchaser. She had three kits, but their father was gone. Back to where he belonged. Ravenpoppy respected that, and trained her kits with the help of a pair of loners called Thrushpelt and Moonflash. The pair were mates that never had kits -- Moonflash couldn't, there was something wrong. Her kits always died whenever she had then, so Moonflash finally gave up. Thrushpelt had once been a WindClanner, and Moonflash a ThunderClanner. The pair were now loners, and with the help of them, Ravenpoppy mentored her kits. Soon, the three gave the three kits warrior names, but two of the kits died off, while the one -- Stormraven, named after his father and mother, seeing as Ravenpoppy died just before he was made a warrior -- who soon left as well.
RP Example: Stormraven caught sight of the other cat long before it even heard him, or scented him. He leapt upon the reddish brown tom with a yowl. "You've just been attacked by Stormraven of no Clan!" he snarled, but then leapt back in surprise. "Thrushpelt? What are you doing here?!" The auburn tom, his fur flecked with white, backed away with widened yellow eyes. "Badger...Moonflash...dead...wanted...tell...you..." Thrushpelt's panting was hard, and Stormraven guessed he had come a long way. Finally, the aging tom laid himself down, panting still, before suddenly it ceased. Thrushpelt was dead. Stormraven, rather unsure of what to do, simply knelt down and touched his muzzle to Thrushpelt's cold body. "Good-bye, old friend and mentor. You taught me well in the ways of my warrior ancestors. StarClan will be lucky to have you amongst them...Moonflash too." And with that, Stormraven's life amongst the loners ended. It was time to move on, and with no family or friends left, the young tom knew just where to go. To the four Clans, to where his ancestors had once lived...to ShadowClan.