Post by .:HalfClan:. on Sept 28, 2007 17:11:01 GMT -5
Name:
Hareflight
Gender:
Tom
Rank:
Warrior
Clan:
Windclan
Appearance:
Hareflight has hazel brown fur with black and darker brown fleck, making him look much like a hare. He has long legs, like many Windclan cats, but is still quite short. His fur is short, thick and smooth. He has a rather round face making him look very kit-like. He has heather green eyes.
Personality:
Hareflight is a quick learner and eager to be the best warrior. He hopes to one day be deputy, in honor of his father, and one day leader, in honor of his grandfather. He's kind and caring, beliving there good in every cat. Hareflight often wonders why the Clans fight over territories when it would be much easier to just follow the warrior code and respect the clan bounderies. He always follows the warrior code. He's a loyal and trust worthy cat, the kind friends can always count on. Hareflight doesn't have a mate, but he'd like to some day.
Heritage:
Hareflight was born in Windclan, his mother the old leaders daughter Whitecloud and his father the old clan deputy Moonblaze. Moonblaze died when Hareflight was just an apprentice of green cough, his mother following close after. Just becoming a warrior, Hareflight is eager to live up to his family and hopes to be one day leader himself.
Role Play Sample:
Hareflight stood alone in the empty clearing, his head held high with pride. He had just been made a warrior! He had trained so hard and now he was a warrior! He was so happy, he didn't even mind the cold. His green eyes flickered around the clearing for anything sinister, but the camp was peaceful. He had a feeling his vigil would be a quiet one. He closed his eyes for a moment, imgening what his future would be like. When would he get his first apprentice? How would his first hunt as a warrior go? Questions buzzed in his mind. Opening his heather green eyes, Hareflight swept a long glance around the camp once more. The pale light of dawn was beining to rise from behind the hills. It would be morning soon. His warriorhood had now begain.
Custom or cannon:
Custom
Did you read the rules?:
Blind Kits Kick Butt
Hareflight
Gender:
Tom
Rank:
Warrior
Clan:
Windclan
Appearance:
Hareflight has hazel brown fur with black and darker brown fleck, making him look much like a hare. He has long legs, like many Windclan cats, but is still quite short. His fur is short, thick and smooth. He has a rather round face making him look very kit-like. He has heather green eyes.
Personality:
Hareflight is a quick learner and eager to be the best warrior. He hopes to one day be deputy, in honor of his father, and one day leader, in honor of his grandfather. He's kind and caring, beliving there good in every cat. Hareflight often wonders why the Clans fight over territories when it would be much easier to just follow the warrior code and respect the clan bounderies. He always follows the warrior code. He's a loyal and trust worthy cat, the kind friends can always count on. Hareflight doesn't have a mate, but he'd like to some day.
Heritage:
Hareflight was born in Windclan, his mother the old leaders daughter Whitecloud and his father the old clan deputy Moonblaze. Moonblaze died when Hareflight was just an apprentice of green cough, his mother following close after. Just becoming a warrior, Hareflight is eager to live up to his family and hopes to be one day leader himself.
Role Play Sample:
Hareflight stood alone in the empty clearing, his head held high with pride. He had just been made a warrior! He had trained so hard and now he was a warrior! He was so happy, he didn't even mind the cold. His green eyes flickered around the clearing for anything sinister, but the camp was peaceful. He had a feeling his vigil would be a quiet one. He closed his eyes for a moment, imgening what his future would be like. When would he get his first apprentice? How would his first hunt as a warrior go? Questions buzzed in his mind. Opening his heather green eyes, Hareflight swept a long glance around the camp once more. The pale light of dawn was beining to rise from behind the hills. It would be morning soon. His warriorhood had now begain.
Custom or cannon:
Custom
Did you read the rules?:
Blind Kits Kick Butt