Post by .:HalfClan:. on Oct 17, 2007 18:36:53 GMT -5
Name:
Rosekit
Gender:
Tom-kit
Rank:
Kit
Clan:
Riverclan
Appearance:
Rosekit has creamy brown fur with darker brown stripes. His fur can only be discribed as kit-soft, short and sleek. Rosekit has a short tail, short whiskers and small, dainty paws. He has bright green eyes. He's a bit pudgey, but then again he is a kit. He'll get more muscular as he gets older.
Personality:8 sentances
Rosekit hates his name. He's always hated his name. The explaination is quite simple. His mother had wanted a daughter. She'd always wanted a daughter. Rosekit was going to be her last litter, and she vowed no matter what it's name would be Rosekit. He's sarcastic, smart-mouthed and often disrespectful. He breaks the rules now and then. He's ticked off over half or the Riverclan elders, and a few warriors. Rosekit's intellegent and a quick learner. He's excited about being an apprentice and going to his first Gathering.
Heritage:
Rosekit's mother and father were both Riverclan warriors. His mother, Bluenose, knew Rosekit would be her last litter, as her mate Blackfang was killed hunting by the gorge. Bluenose's dream for a daughter was crushed as Rosekit was a tom. Bluenose had two litter before Rosekit, producing four other toms: Coaldust, Reedwhisker, Pebblefoot and Foxpaw.
One day, Bluenose went out hunting and never came back. A patrol was sent out to find her, following her sent trail. Where it ended, the strong stentch of Two-leg covered the ground and it was asumed she's been taken. Rosekit was alone.
Role Play Sample:
"Don't say that! Don't you dare say that!" The brown kit hissed, tears running down his face as he backed away from the black queen. "I'm sorry little one, but it is. Now, I can take care of you if you'd like?" The queen voice was kind, but her eyes were full of sypathy. "Get this through your mouse-brained head!" Rosekit spat, jumping back as the queen advanced towards him. At this she stopped dead in her tracks. "My mother is not gone! She will come back! She will! You'll see!" "Sweetheart, Bluenose was my friend. I've known her since I was a kit. She'd rather die then be a kitty-pet." Rosekit glared at her with cold hatred. "I knew it! I knew you'd all give up! Why'd anyone even bother sending out a patrol! No one wants to find her! You'll just say 'how sad' and go on with your life. All of you!" All eyes in the camp were on him. As Rosekit glared at each cat, they looked away, suddenly fasinated by their paws. Turning, not wanting to talk anymore, Rosekit stormed back to the nursery. He heard the queen call after him but didn't care. He hadn't cared since Coaldust had told him those three word. Three terrible, miserable words: 'Mum is gone.'
Custom or cannon:
Custom
Did you read the rules?:
Blind Kits Kick Butt
Rosekit
Gender:
Tom-kit
Rank:
Kit
Clan:
Riverclan
Appearance:
Rosekit has creamy brown fur with darker brown stripes. His fur can only be discribed as kit-soft, short and sleek. Rosekit has a short tail, short whiskers and small, dainty paws. He has bright green eyes. He's a bit pudgey, but then again he is a kit. He'll get more muscular as he gets older.
Personality:8 sentances
Rosekit hates his name. He's always hated his name. The explaination is quite simple. His mother had wanted a daughter. She'd always wanted a daughter. Rosekit was going to be her last litter, and she vowed no matter what it's name would be Rosekit. He's sarcastic, smart-mouthed and often disrespectful. He breaks the rules now and then. He's ticked off over half or the Riverclan elders, and a few warriors. Rosekit's intellegent and a quick learner. He's excited about being an apprentice and going to his first Gathering.
Heritage:
Rosekit's mother and father were both Riverclan warriors. His mother, Bluenose, knew Rosekit would be her last litter, as her mate Blackfang was killed hunting by the gorge. Bluenose's dream for a daughter was crushed as Rosekit was a tom. Bluenose had two litter before Rosekit, producing four other toms: Coaldust, Reedwhisker, Pebblefoot and Foxpaw.
One day, Bluenose went out hunting and never came back. A patrol was sent out to find her, following her sent trail. Where it ended, the strong stentch of Two-leg covered the ground and it was asumed she's been taken. Rosekit was alone.
Role Play Sample:
"Don't say that! Don't you dare say that!" The brown kit hissed, tears running down his face as he backed away from the black queen. "I'm sorry little one, but it is. Now, I can take care of you if you'd like?" The queen voice was kind, but her eyes were full of sypathy. "Get this through your mouse-brained head!" Rosekit spat, jumping back as the queen advanced towards him. At this she stopped dead in her tracks. "My mother is not gone! She will come back! She will! You'll see!" "Sweetheart, Bluenose was my friend. I've known her since I was a kit. She'd rather die then be a kitty-pet." Rosekit glared at her with cold hatred. "I knew it! I knew you'd all give up! Why'd anyone even bother sending out a patrol! No one wants to find her! You'll just say 'how sad' and go on with your life. All of you!" All eyes in the camp were on him. As Rosekit glared at each cat, they looked away, suddenly fasinated by their paws. Turning, not wanting to talk anymore, Rosekit stormed back to the nursery. He heard the queen call after him but didn't care. He hadn't cared since Coaldust had told him those three word. Three terrible, miserable words: 'Mum is gone.'
Custom or cannon:
Custom
Did you read the rules?:
Blind Kits Kick Butt