Post by spook on Jun 8, 2008 13:57:17 GMT -5
Name: Panther-Pelt
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Sky-Clan
Age: 30 moons
Gender: She-Cat
Personality: Panther-pelt keeps herself to herself and rarely talks but whenever she does it is usually only to say something very important. She loves to hunt alone and eat alone because whenever she hunts or eats with someone else she has to talk, and Panther-pelt HATES to talk. Always hanging around outside camp , she is a difficult cat to find when you need her.
When Panther-Pelt isn’t doing warrior duties she spends her time near the river, staring into it for large amounts of time. Panther-Pelt hates going in the water though no other cat knows why. She is often listening to conversations even when the other cats don’t know it.
Panther-Pelt never lies, but that’s isn’t a problem for her because she rarely speaks at all. She is very creepy to people who don’t know her because she seems to appear out of nowhere (although she was probably listening to their conversation from behind something). Panther-Pelt would risk her life to save even her most hated enemies.
Appearance: A jet-black pelt that helps her to blend perfectly in the shadows. She has pure white eyes, the only color being her pupil. She has one white spot on the back of her neck.
Panther-Pelt has an unbelievable number of scars on her body, many on her hind-legs and 2 on each fore-leg. The most prominent of her scars in one that goes all the way across her face diagonally, stretching from above left ear to the right side of her neck.
History: Panther-Pelts mother was an old loner who was close to dieing during her litters birth, Panther-Pelts father, an albino cat without a name, did everything he could to save Panther-Pelts mother but without the knowledge of a medicine cat she died. Panther-Pelts father grabbed her Panther-Pelt and took her to the edge of Sky-Clan’s territory. When her father returned to the other kits he saw some twolegs picking the kits up, He realized that he didn’t have the strength to get the kits back.
When Panther-Pelt was found a not long after and taken to the Sky-Clan camp. Apprenticed late at the age of 7 moons she worked hard to prove that she was as good as any clan born cat. She got into huge amounts trouble for going off for days on end into the twoleg gardens looking for her father, who she remembered by scent alone. She was punished for this by being forced to stay an apprentice for an extra 3 moons.
As a warrior she was clawed by an eagle across her face, but the wound was not deep but did leave a horrific scar across. A few moons later she was attacked by a dog causing her to get scars all over her legs.
Role-play Sample: Panther-Pelt stalked through the tree’s, She paused, she had scented something behind her. She stood as still as a rock, waiting to sprint away if it sounded like a dogs clumsy footsteps, or a badgers careful food placement. She jumped, Spinning as she did, Then…She saw him. Her father.
Other Characters: None
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Sky-Clan
Age: 30 moons
Gender: She-Cat
Personality: Panther-pelt keeps herself to herself and rarely talks but whenever she does it is usually only to say something very important. She loves to hunt alone and eat alone because whenever she hunts or eats with someone else she has to talk, and Panther-pelt HATES to talk. Always hanging around outside camp , she is a difficult cat to find when you need her.
When Panther-Pelt isn’t doing warrior duties she spends her time near the river, staring into it for large amounts of time. Panther-Pelt hates going in the water though no other cat knows why. She is often listening to conversations even when the other cats don’t know it.
Panther-Pelt never lies, but that’s isn’t a problem for her because she rarely speaks at all. She is very creepy to people who don’t know her because she seems to appear out of nowhere (although she was probably listening to their conversation from behind something). Panther-Pelt would risk her life to save even her most hated enemies.
Appearance: A jet-black pelt that helps her to blend perfectly in the shadows. She has pure white eyes, the only color being her pupil. She has one white spot on the back of her neck.
Panther-Pelt has an unbelievable number of scars on her body, many on her hind-legs and 2 on each fore-leg. The most prominent of her scars in one that goes all the way across her face diagonally, stretching from above left ear to the right side of her neck.
History: Panther-Pelts mother was an old loner who was close to dieing during her litters birth, Panther-Pelts father, an albino cat without a name, did everything he could to save Panther-Pelts mother but without the knowledge of a medicine cat she died. Panther-Pelts father grabbed her Panther-Pelt and took her to the edge of Sky-Clan’s territory. When her father returned to the other kits he saw some twolegs picking the kits up, He realized that he didn’t have the strength to get the kits back.
When Panther-Pelt was found a not long after and taken to the Sky-Clan camp. Apprenticed late at the age of 7 moons she worked hard to prove that she was as good as any clan born cat. She got into huge amounts trouble for going off for days on end into the twoleg gardens looking for her father, who she remembered by scent alone. She was punished for this by being forced to stay an apprentice for an extra 3 moons.
As a warrior she was clawed by an eagle across her face, but the wound was not deep but did leave a horrific scar across. A few moons later she was attacked by a dog causing her to get scars all over her legs.
Role-play Sample: Panther-Pelt stalked through the tree’s, She paused, she had scented something behind her. She stood as still as a rock, waiting to sprint away if it sounded like a dogs clumsy footsteps, or a badgers careful food placement. She jumped, Spinning as she did, Then…She saw him. Her father.
Other Characters: None