Post by furncloud on Sept 2, 2007 12:09:30 GMT -7
Name:Fernpelt
Gender:she-cat
Age: 20 moons
Rank: Warrior
Description:Fernpelt is a beautiful she-cat with a white pelt. She also has a ringed tail with a black tip. Has amber green eyes. Very sharp claws and sharp shiny teeth. You can easily see her musculer body under her silky fur. She is small and has a scar under her chin but its hard to see.
Short Discription: Small white, black spotted she-cat
Accesories: Bright emerold green braclet
Personality: Fernpelt is a very sweet she-cat. She is trustworthy and can be trusted with any thing. She is very motherly natured and protective over kits even the enemys kits, she has an open heart and always says what has this young kit done to you do you want all the clans to die away because these kits are all of our clans furcher so dont harm them or you will harm you clan. They usully listen to her and back off she will even stand up to her own clanmates for the kits safty. She will spend most of her time hunting or laying in the sun on a warm day. She knows the meening of the warrior code and has and will spend her days protecting and fighting for her clan til the day she goes and hunts in the light of Starclan.
History:Fernpelts mother was a rough and left Fernpelt and her siblings at the edge of thunderclan territory. One day a warrior found them and brought them to the camp and they were adopted by another queen that lost all of her kits resently at that time. The other queens kits hated her and her siblings. Her mentor was Whitefur and when she was an apprentice and then a warrior she proved her loyalty over and over again. She has been one of the most loyal warriors in her clan.
RP sample: A young silver kit wobbled around the nursery. her eyes had started opening the day before, and she struggled to see through the tiny slits but doing that made her week, a hungry yowl arose from her throat, as she scrambled towards her mother. Butting her mother in the stomach, she sniffed around. Searching hungrily for food. Yowls continueing from her, as her mother pushed her kit lovingly towards her.
It had been amost three moons since then. None of the other kit wanted to play with her except her siblings whenever she tried to approach them, they hissed and yowled at her, then they'd chase her and her siblings off. She'd run, and hide behind her mother. She'd just stare at her and say dont let no small fear ever bring you down, just take a situation and turn it all around and by that Fernkit thought it ment tuning on the other kits so she desited to turn it all around so when the others hissed at her she just hissed back and swat them with one of her paws and said thats for the lost times.
Other: Sisters: Whitefang, Bluefoot both died in battle
Gender:she-cat
Age: 20 moons
Rank: Warrior
Description:Fernpelt is a beautiful she-cat with a white pelt. She also has a ringed tail with a black tip. Has amber green eyes. Very sharp claws and sharp shiny teeth. You can easily see her musculer body under her silky fur. She is small and has a scar under her chin but its hard to see.
Short Discription: Small white, black spotted she-cat
Accesories: Bright emerold green braclet
Personality: Fernpelt is a very sweet she-cat. She is trustworthy and can be trusted with any thing. She is very motherly natured and protective over kits even the enemys kits, she has an open heart and always says what has this young kit done to you do you want all the clans to die away because these kits are all of our clans furcher so dont harm them or you will harm you clan. They usully listen to her and back off she will even stand up to her own clanmates for the kits safty. She will spend most of her time hunting or laying in the sun on a warm day. She knows the meening of the warrior code and has and will spend her days protecting and fighting for her clan til the day she goes and hunts in the light of Starclan.
History:Fernpelts mother was a rough and left Fernpelt and her siblings at the edge of thunderclan territory. One day a warrior found them and brought them to the camp and they were adopted by another queen that lost all of her kits resently at that time. The other queens kits hated her and her siblings. Her mentor was Whitefur and when she was an apprentice and then a warrior she proved her loyalty over and over again. She has been one of the most loyal warriors in her clan.
RP sample: A young silver kit wobbled around the nursery. her eyes had started opening the day before, and she struggled to see through the tiny slits but doing that made her week, a hungry yowl arose from her throat, as she scrambled towards her mother. Butting her mother in the stomach, she sniffed around. Searching hungrily for food. Yowls continueing from her, as her mother pushed her kit lovingly towards her.
It had been amost three moons since then. None of the other kit wanted to play with her except her siblings whenever she tried to approach them, they hissed and yowled at her, then they'd chase her and her siblings off. She'd run, and hide behind her mother. She'd just stare at her and say dont let no small fear ever bring you down, just take a situation and turn it all around and by that Fernkit thought it ment tuning on the other kits so she desited to turn it all around so when the others hissed at her she just hissed back and swat them with one of her paws and said thats for the lost times.
Other: Sisters: Whitefang, Bluefoot both died in battle
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yes goldy i know that u know that im frostfur wow im confusing myself weird ???hey goldy nice siggy isnt that the same back ground as the logo on WAF mine is of my school kinda boring 