Jasper
Shadowclan
Med Cat (and Loner)
Posts: 33
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Post by Jasper on Sept 15, 2007 21:11:26 GMT -5
- Name: Rowanheart
- Gender: she-cat
- Rank: warrior
- Clan: WindClan
- Appearance:(paraprapgh -5sentances-) Rowanheart's pelt is a sandy tan with patches of white. Her eyes are green with threads of amber and her muzzle is white. She has long whiskers and her expression is usually searching. Her canines stretch down a little farther than they should, jutting out against her jaw. She has a slender yet muscular build, built for speed and agility rather than combat.
- Personality:(atleast over 8 sentances) Rowanheart is really a sweet cat to her clanmates, and is sympathetic to kits, even if they belong to another clan or a kittypet. However, she is aggressive and quick to reply, but the words that come out of her mouth aren't always the wisest. She is clever and witty, and has a strange sense of humor, often resulting in someone feeling at least slightly offended. Yet she is loved by her Clanmates who oversee this and is a valuable cat to the clan. She loves to explore and go off on her own or with a close friend. Rowanheart will sometimes wander into other Clan's territories and steal prey for the fun of it, testing the other Clan's strength and border patrols. However, she loves to run, and she is very fast - she can outrun most cats. Her sleek pelt blends in with the sun dried grasses of the moors.
- Heritage: (halfclan, rogueborn,kittypet born, clanborn (in your clan now) ) Clanborn
- Role Play Sample: (atleast 2 paragraphs) Rowanheart crouched into a graceful, silent hunter’s crouch that took years to perfect. She slinked forward, her green eyes glinting with rash excitement. Her prey, a black rabbit, stood out against the tall, bleached grasses of her homeland – the moor. Her pelt, however, blended right in as if it were woven from the strands of grass themselves. Her long whiskers brushed against the grass as she felt her way through, and in a flash, just a tawny and white blur, the rabbit’s life was ended by a muffled snap of its neck.
Rowanheart proudly strutted back to her clan, her prey securely clasped between her jaws. Her tail lashed with excitement as her teeth pierced the warm flesh, a small trickle of blood flowing into her mouth. She knew she shouldn’t eat it, but the Clan had plenty of food… She quickened her pace and sprinted into camp, setting the rabbit upon the fresh-kill pile and watching to see if anyone took it. No one did. Content made her mouth curl up into a smirk as she snuck over and snatched her prey, slinking off into the shade of a bramble bush to began her feeding.
- Custom or cannon: custom
- Did you read the rules?: blindkits kick butt!
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Post by */Wild~" on Sept 16, 2007 9:24:41 GMT -5
Thats sooo GOOD!!!!
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Post by Spottedheart on Sept 18, 2007 17:06:30 GMT -5
Accepted! I love her! And the personality is VERY discriptive! I LOVE ITS! xD
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