Post by lynxie on Apr 26, 2009 7:05:56 GMT -5
Name- Clearsky
Rank- queen
Clan- IslandClan
Age- 15 moons
Gender- she-cat
Personality- Clearsky is a very gentle cat, sensitive to others feelings, careful with words, caring, loving and kind. She is careful to trust other cats, but is a friend to those she believes in to the end.
When she is faced with battle though, she is a swift and agile fighter, she hates unnecessary wars as most cats would, she will stand for what she believes in and won't step down until complete defeat.
Clearsky is intelligent and quick minded, she always says the right things. She is not kind in battle, snarling and fighting loyally to the end if necessary. her favourite food is water vole.
Appearance- Clearsky has a thick, beautiful creamy-white pelt, great for swimming. Her paws are a pale dusty brown colour. She has leaf green eyes and a pink nose. Clearsky has a long dusty brown tail that helps her balance a lot. She is of average height.
Her face structure is slightly wedge shaged, with long whiskers.
she has a scar on her shoulder from a fox that attacked her while hunting.
History- Clearsky's mother- Minnowpool- was very much like her but not in personality. Clearsky adopted Minnowpool's creamy-white pelt and green eyes. She inherited her fathers- Fleetclaw- dusty brown colour, his love of water, hunting and loyalty to the ones close to him.
Clearsky's parents both died. Her family tree goes a long way back into Islandclan's past.
She had one other litter mate, Willowkit, was killed by a fox and from then on Clearsky's thoughts were wrapped up in her own head.
Role Sample- Clearsky paused. The rustling in the bracken stopped immediately. "Is it you Willowkit? Are wathching my every move?"She had not relised she'd spoken her thoughts and was suprised as a blackbird shrieked it's alarm call so the rest of the island would know she was hunting. Clearsky wasn't really hunting, but wrapping herself in her thoughts and turning back time, wishing Willowkit was still alive, she would be a warrior, like Clearsky, they would have trained together as apprentices, and Clearsky ouldn't have the burden of the deep scar that runs down her shoulder because Willowkit would have been there to help. If Willowkit were alive, she should have ben called Willowfire, expressing the colour of her pale grey pelt and at the same time the energy she'd had as a kit to serve her clan and become leader. Clearsky closed her eyes. She had no family. She had friends and she had a mate, but she didn't have family blood in the clan. They were all dead. All gone. Clearsky opened her eyes and was met with with a pair of flaming amber eyes. The eyes of a fox. "Have you come to kill me to?" she snarled, unsheathing her claws. She badly wanted to kill this fox, this animal who carried the tainted blood of the fox who killed Willowkit. She yowled a battle cry and through herself to where she'd seen the eyes. There was no fox. No sign. No scent.
Rank- queen
Clan- IslandClan
Age- 15 moons
Gender- she-cat
Personality- Clearsky is a very gentle cat, sensitive to others feelings, careful with words, caring, loving and kind. She is careful to trust other cats, but is a friend to those she believes in to the end.
When she is faced with battle though, she is a swift and agile fighter, she hates unnecessary wars as most cats would, she will stand for what she believes in and won't step down until complete defeat.
Clearsky is intelligent and quick minded, she always says the right things. She is not kind in battle, snarling and fighting loyally to the end if necessary. her favourite food is water vole.
Appearance- Clearsky has a thick, beautiful creamy-white pelt, great for swimming. Her paws are a pale dusty brown colour. She has leaf green eyes and a pink nose. Clearsky has a long dusty brown tail that helps her balance a lot. She is of average height.
Her face structure is slightly wedge shaged, with long whiskers.
she has a scar on her shoulder from a fox that attacked her while hunting.
History- Clearsky's mother- Minnowpool- was very much like her but not in personality. Clearsky adopted Minnowpool's creamy-white pelt and green eyes. She inherited her fathers- Fleetclaw- dusty brown colour, his love of water, hunting and loyalty to the ones close to him.
Clearsky's parents both died. Her family tree goes a long way back into Islandclan's past.
She had one other litter mate, Willowkit, was killed by a fox and from then on Clearsky's thoughts were wrapped up in her own head.
Role Sample- Clearsky paused. The rustling in the bracken stopped immediately. "Is it you Willowkit? Are wathching my every move?"She had not relised she'd spoken her thoughts and was suprised as a blackbird shrieked it's alarm call so the rest of the island would know she was hunting. Clearsky wasn't really hunting, but wrapping herself in her thoughts and turning back time, wishing Willowkit was still alive, she would be a warrior, like Clearsky, they would have trained together as apprentices, and Clearsky ouldn't have the burden of the deep scar that runs down her shoulder because Willowkit would have been there to help. If Willowkit were alive, she should have ben called Willowfire, expressing the colour of her pale grey pelt and at the same time the energy she'd had as a kit to serve her clan and become leader. Clearsky closed her eyes. She had no family. She had friends and she had a mate, but she didn't have family blood in the clan. They were all dead. All gone. Clearsky opened her eyes and was met with with a pair of flaming amber eyes. The eyes of a fox. "Have you come to kill me to?" she snarled, unsheathing her claws. She badly wanted to kill this fox, this animal who carried the tainted blood of the fox who killed Willowkit. She yowled a battle cry and through herself to where she'd seen the eyes. There was no fox. No sign. No scent.