Post by ~Creamy~ on Jun 23, 2008 22:45:30 GMT -7
Name:
Creampelt
Gender:
She-cat
Age:
16 moons
Rank:
Warrior
Description:
Creampelt is fluffy, but not long-furred. She is more on the skinny side and can be very light on her feet. Her eyes are a pale mix of green and gray and the fur on her chest and chin is a bit lighter than the rest of her. That feature is only really noticeable in direct sunlight, though. Her tail is longer than average giving her a unique appearance, though most cats can't quite point out the subtle difference.
Short Discription:
Slender light cream colored she-cat
Accesories:
None =D
Personality:
Creampelt is a kind, motherly cat. She is friendly and gentle, but is quick to fight if someone threatens her Clan's territory. She often sticks up for apprentices who are getting bullied and likes to spend time in the nursery with the kits. She loves kits and one day hopes to have some of her own. But because she has a tendency to get a little shy around toms, there isn't a huge chance of kits in her near future. She is extremely faithful in StarClan and she believes that nothing will ever shake her belief in them.
History:
Creampelt was born to Sunpelt and Iceclaw along with Stormkit and Graykit. Graykit fell ill and died soon after being born and it took the family a few weeks to recover from the loss. Creamkit and Stormkit soon became apprentices and that's really when their lives became hard. While hunting one day with their parents, they came across a band of rogues and, of course, being the loyal warriors they were, Sunpelt and Iceclaw charged into battle with Creampaw and Stormpaw right behind them. The battle didn't go well, however. Sunpelt fell soon after the battle started and Stormpaw wasn't far behind. Creampaw was fighting hard and by now had a few large scratches on her. "Run!" Iceclaw growled, shoving himself in between his daughter and her attacker. Creampaw hesitated, but turned tail and fled. She alerted a patrol she came across of the rogues and insisted that she go with them to fight, but they ordered her to go back and get her wounds treated. Reluctantly, she obeyed, but later that night as she lay in the medicine den, the patrol came back with grim news. The rogues had been driven out by the patrol, but by the time they got there, Iceclaw had been killed. She continued her apprenticeship normally, though, refusing to let grief get in the way of her training.
RP sample:
"Run!" when her father's words reached Creampaw's ears, she froze, staring at him as if rooted to the spot. She finally forced herself to move and turned around, dashing back towards camp as fast as her paws could carry her. She was slowed only slightly by her injuries, but she pushed herself to go farther. She had to get help for Iceclaw, she just had to. Sunpelt and Stormpaw were already dead and her grief was sitting like a large and uncomfortable lump in her belly. She had to save her father! Lost in her thoughts, she just about crashed into the leader of the evening border patrol.
"Creampaw! You're injured, what happened?" the large tom asked.
"Rogues! About six of them. They already killed Sunpelt and Stormpaw, but Iceclaw's still there and fighting. We have to help him!" she explained breathlessly. Her pale eyes were wide with worry and fear as she looked at the patrol desperately. The tom nodded.
"We will go and help your father, but I want you to go get your wounds treated." came the tom's response.
"But-" Creampaw began to protest, but was cut off by a firm glare from the patrol leader. She sighed and nodded before trotting back towards camp, still extremely worried. She couldn't stand not knowing what was happening in the battle.
Finally she made it back to camp and got her wounds treated. She wanted to sleep and her eyelids were heavy with exhaustion but she wouldn't sleep, not until the patrol came back. And so she waited for what felt like a few seasons at the least when she finally heard the patrol return. She waited for them patiently and looked up hopefully when the large tom that had lead the patrol came into the medicine cat's clearing. But the defeated and downcast look of the tom immediately shook Creampaw's confidence. It only took one look and she knew. Iceclaw hadn't made it. He'd been killed by the rogues because she hadn't fetched help soon enough. Slowly, her head bowed in an attempt to control her breath. In less than half a day, everything had been taken from her. It was bad enough that Graykit had died, but now her mother, father and sister were gone as well.
Other:
Nothing comes to mind ^-^
Creampelt
Gender:
She-cat
Age:
16 moons
Rank:
Warrior
Description:
Creampelt is fluffy, but not long-furred. She is more on the skinny side and can be very light on her feet. Her eyes are a pale mix of green and gray and the fur on her chest and chin is a bit lighter than the rest of her. That feature is only really noticeable in direct sunlight, though. Her tail is longer than average giving her a unique appearance, though most cats can't quite point out the subtle difference.
Short Discription:
Slender light cream colored she-cat
Accesories:
None =D
Personality:
Creampelt is a kind, motherly cat. She is friendly and gentle, but is quick to fight if someone threatens her Clan's territory. She often sticks up for apprentices who are getting bullied and likes to spend time in the nursery with the kits. She loves kits and one day hopes to have some of her own. But because she has a tendency to get a little shy around toms, there isn't a huge chance of kits in her near future. She is extremely faithful in StarClan and she believes that nothing will ever shake her belief in them.
History:
Creampelt was born to Sunpelt and Iceclaw along with Stormkit and Graykit. Graykit fell ill and died soon after being born and it took the family a few weeks to recover from the loss. Creamkit and Stormkit soon became apprentices and that's really when their lives became hard. While hunting one day with their parents, they came across a band of rogues and, of course, being the loyal warriors they were, Sunpelt and Iceclaw charged into battle with Creampaw and Stormpaw right behind them. The battle didn't go well, however. Sunpelt fell soon after the battle started and Stormpaw wasn't far behind. Creampaw was fighting hard and by now had a few large scratches on her. "Run!" Iceclaw growled, shoving himself in between his daughter and her attacker. Creampaw hesitated, but turned tail and fled. She alerted a patrol she came across of the rogues and insisted that she go with them to fight, but they ordered her to go back and get her wounds treated. Reluctantly, she obeyed, but later that night as she lay in the medicine den, the patrol came back with grim news. The rogues had been driven out by the patrol, but by the time they got there, Iceclaw had been killed. She continued her apprenticeship normally, though, refusing to let grief get in the way of her training.
RP sample:
"Run!" when her father's words reached Creampaw's ears, she froze, staring at him as if rooted to the spot. She finally forced herself to move and turned around, dashing back towards camp as fast as her paws could carry her. She was slowed only slightly by her injuries, but she pushed herself to go farther. She had to get help for Iceclaw, she just had to. Sunpelt and Stormpaw were already dead and her grief was sitting like a large and uncomfortable lump in her belly. She had to save her father! Lost in her thoughts, she just about crashed into the leader of the evening border patrol.
"Creampaw! You're injured, what happened?" the large tom asked.
"Rogues! About six of them. They already killed Sunpelt and Stormpaw, but Iceclaw's still there and fighting. We have to help him!" she explained breathlessly. Her pale eyes were wide with worry and fear as she looked at the patrol desperately. The tom nodded.
"We will go and help your father, but I want you to go get your wounds treated." came the tom's response.
"But-" Creampaw began to protest, but was cut off by a firm glare from the patrol leader. She sighed and nodded before trotting back towards camp, still extremely worried. She couldn't stand not knowing what was happening in the battle.
Finally she made it back to camp and got her wounds treated. She wanted to sleep and her eyelids were heavy with exhaustion but she wouldn't sleep, not until the patrol came back. And so she waited for what felt like a few seasons at the least when she finally heard the patrol return. She waited for them patiently and looked up hopefully when the large tom that had lead the patrol came into the medicine cat's clearing. But the defeated and downcast look of the tom immediately shook Creampaw's confidence. It only took one look and she knew. Iceclaw hadn't made it. He'd been killed by the rogues because she hadn't fetched help soon enough. Slowly, her head bowed in an attempt to control her breath. In less than half a day, everything had been taken from her. It was bad enough that Graykit had died, but now her mother, father and sister were gone as well.
Other:
Nothing comes to mind ^-^
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