Post by Fawkes on Dec 6, 2006 18:14:12 GMT -5
Name: Ivytail
Gender: She-cat
Age: 38 moons
Clan: DuskClan
Position: Deputy?
Picture:
Description: A somewhat pretty tortoiseshell with green eyes. Her tail has an interesting pattern that seems similar to that of a bunch of ivy leaves.
Personality: Ivytail only recently suffered a loss, and it's taken a blow on her usually-spunky personality. She's become much more quiet and secluded, and although she remains strong and dedicated for her Clan, she's really feeling quite sad. With time, maybe Ivytail will recover from this loss and be restored to her previous self. She takes her position (is she does get to be deputy) very seriously. Seeing that she's often demure around toms, it seems unlikely she'd ever find a mate or have kits, anyways.
History: Ivytail was the only kit of her litter. She was born and raised in DuskClan, and because she had no siblings, she had an unusually close relationship with her mother. She didn't know her father, so her mother was the only family she had. About two moons ago, her mother passed away from a particularly nasty sickness and her old age. Ivytail was at first overcome with grief, though she is now beginning to recover that stunt.
Other: Well, like all DuskClan cats, Ivytail has a great memory. She's skilled at dodging and weaving, and can easily memorize a wide variety of fighting and hunting techniques. She doesn't have much brute strength, but by combining her agility and intellect together, she can come out of fights practically unscathed.
RP example: Fear, this was fear like she had never experienced before. Her heart thudded, its constant tattoo the only thing assuring her that this was not all just some terrible nightmare. Her green eyes stared, unblinking, and her brain worked to analyze what had just happened. Her mind was spinning, an unreal sickness overcoming her as she made out two words. Two absymal words. "She's dead." The a wave of emotion consumed the she-cat, grief, fear, mourning, hate, lonliness, and some more vague feelings all mixed up inside her. Managing to get ahold of herself, she closed her green eyes, trying to recall her mother's last words to her. "Do not mourn me, for I am not gone. I will wait for you in StarClan." Ivytail repeated those words over and over again in her mind. She made a silent vow that she would see her mother again, but not just yet. Not now.
Gender: She-cat
Age: 38 moons
Clan: DuskClan
Position: Deputy?
Picture:
Description: A somewhat pretty tortoiseshell with green eyes. Her tail has an interesting pattern that seems similar to that of a bunch of ivy leaves.
Personality: Ivytail only recently suffered a loss, and it's taken a blow on her usually-spunky personality. She's become much more quiet and secluded, and although she remains strong and dedicated for her Clan, she's really feeling quite sad. With time, maybe Ivytail will recover from this loss and be restored to her previous self. She takes her position (is she does get to be deputy) very seriously. Seeing that she's often demure around toms, it seems unlikely she'd ever find a mate or have kits, anyways.
History: Ivytail was the only kit of her litter. She was born and raised in DuskClan, and because she had no siblings, she had an unusually close relationship with her mother. She didn't know her father, so her mother was the only family she had. About two moons ago, her mother passed away from a particularly nasty sickness and her old age. Ivytail was at first overcome with grief, though she is now beginning to recover that stunt.
Other: Well, like all DuskClan cats, Ivytail has a great memory. She's skilled at dodging and weaving, and can easily memorize a wide variety of fighting and hunting techniques. She doesn't have much brute strength, but by combining her agility and intellect together, she can come out of fights practically unscathed.
RP example: Fear, this was fear like she had never experienced before. Her heart thudded, its constant tattoo the only thing assuring her that this was not all just some terrible nightmare. Her green eyes stared, unblinking, and her brain worked to analyze what had just happened. Her mind was spinning, an unreal sickness overcoming her as she made out two words. Two absymal words. "She's dead." The a wave of emotion consumed the she-cat, grief, fear, mourning, hate, lonliness, and some more vague feelings all mixed up inside her. Managing to get ahold of herself, she closed her green eyes, trying to recall her mother's last words to her. "Do not mourn me, for I am not gone. I will wait for you in StarClan." Ivytail repeated those words over and over again in her mind. She made a silent vow that she would see her mother again, but not just yet. Not now.