Post by rainfacex3 on Jan 24, 2009 13:20:05 GMT -5
Name: Rainface.
Gender: She-cat.
Rank: Warrior.
Clan: RiverClan.
Appearance: Small she-cat. Rainface has a light gray pelt with darker flecks on her face, but nowhere else. She has amber eyes, and the fur on her cheeks and chin droops down to seem constantly wet. Her muzzle is free of the dark flecks, unlike the rest of her face.
Personality: Sassy, always looking for something witty to throw playfully at the nearest cat. When in a good mood, Rainface is bubbly, playful, energetic and incredibly good-natured. But if, for any reason, she becomes in a bad mood, Rainface becomes grumpy, and likely to spit an accusation at any cat who dares to approach her. Rainface is especially attached to swimming, and won't pass up an opportunity to do just that. Rainface just became a warrior, so still has the apprentice/kit-like playfulness in her. She throws that aside when she needs to, though, and is a loyal RiverClan warrior. However, due to being extremely impatient, Rainface isn't as good as most when it comes to fishing, but she tries her hardest. The young warrior has a very strange sense of humor, and could burst out with a mrrow of laughter at any given moment if she sees fit.
Heritage: Clanborn.
Role Play Sample: Rainface bounded into the RiverClan camp with two fish held tightly in her jaws. As she padded over to the fresh-kill pile, her tail was held high and her amber eyes shone with the joy of the approaching newleaf. Even though the young she-cat's favourite season was greenleaf, she had to admit that newleaf was a refreshing change after the harshness of leafbare.
As she set her prey down on the pile, Rainface wondered, not for the first time, if the other Clans were happy that leafbare was almost over. She pushed the thought out of her mind. Of course they're glad, she thought. Leafbare is good for no cat! She took a juicy-looking fish from the pile, and trotted off to eat beside the entrance to the apprentice's den. Rainface nibbled at her fish, wondering if the stream outside the camp was warm enough to swim in without getting greencough yet. She shrugged off the thought, deciding that she would rather wait until greenleaf - or at least late newleaf - before trying it. Her warm, amber eyes glittered as her paws kneaded the soft ground. She was itching to go swimming again.
Custom or Cannon: Custom.
Did you read the rules? NO CROWFOOD!!!
Gender: She-cat.
Rank: Warrior.
Clan: RiverClan.
Appearance: Small she-cat. Rainface has a light gray pelt with darker flecks on her face, but nowhere else. She has amber eyes, and the fur on her cheeks and chin droops down to seem constantly wet. Her muzzle is free of the dark flecks, unlike the rest of her face.
Personality: Sassy, always looking for something witty to throw playfully at the nearest cat. When in a good mood, Rainface is bubbly, playful, energetic and incredibly good-natured. But if, for any reason, she becomes in a bad mood, Rainface becomes grumpy, and likely to spit an accusation at any cat who dares to approach her. Rainface is especially attached to swimming, and won't pass up an opportunity to do just that. Rainface just became a warrior, so still has the apprentice/kit-like playfulness in her. She throws that aside when she needs to, though, and is a loyal RiverClan warrior. However, due to being extremely impatient, Rainface isn't as good as most when it comes to fishing, but she tries her hardest. The young warrior has a very strange sense of humor, and could burst out with a mrrow of laughter at any given moment if she sees fit.
Heritage: Clanborn.
Role Play Sample: Rainface bounded into the RiverClan camp with two fish held tightly in her jaws. As she padded over to the fresh-kill pile, her tail was held high and her amber eyes shone with the joy of the approaching newleaf. Even though the young she-cat's favourite season was greenleaf, she had to admit that newleaf was a refreshing change after the harshness of leafbare.
As she set her prey down on the pile, Rainface wondered, not for the first time, if the other Clans were happy that leafbare was almost over. She pushed the thought out of her mind. Of course they're glad, she thought. Leafbare is good for no cat! She took a juicy-looking fish from the pile, and trotted off to eat beside the entrance to the apprentice's den. Rainface nibbled at her fish, wondering if the stream outside the camp was warm enough to swim in without getting greencough yet. She shrugged off the thought, deciding that she would rather wait until greenleaf - or at least late newleaf - before trying it. Her warm, amber eyes glittered as her paws kneaded the soft ground. She was itching to go swimming again.
Custom or Cannon: Custom.
Did you read the rules? NO CROWFOOD!!!
