Post by ginger on Jun 16, 2009 23:08:30 GMT -5
Cat's Name: Thrushstar
Cat's Age: 26 moons
Gender: Tom
Alliance: ShadowClan
Position: Leader
Appearance:
Thrushstar is a long-haired, gleaming Somali like cat with dark brown fur. Although he is quite attractive looking, a long, deep scar runs on his back leg, a result of having a battle against WindClan. His long, fluffy tail often gets tangled in bushes, so he has to be careful of that. The build is muscular but slightly small. His curious hazel eyes aren't glittery but instead a calming orange. He has short whiskers, when he was captured by Twolegs (see history) they cut his claws and whiskers. The nose is a soft red like the paw pads. Even though he is handsome, he has significant flaws.
Summary: Dark brown long-haired cat with calm orange eyes.
Personality:
Usually he prefers to hang around with the apprentices all day. His bubbly attitude can almost fool anyone, not including the deputy sadly. Work is usually delayed unless it's really important. Thrushstar gets homesick and hates going to Gatherings without his friends. Mostly foolish, he is a trickster and makes up clever riddles and jokes. The leader's respect isn't noticed frequently, however he listens and obeys the elders and deputy. The greatest thing to do is be with his friends. However, he makes lots of room for being a leader, and prides in doing it.
History:
He was born to the outsiders of ShadowClan, as well as two others. Sadly, the first, weakest kit died of disease. Though Thrushpelt doesn't vision it anymore, he can still remember its snuffling, before collapsing in the nest. His sister Iriskit always helped Thrushkit cause mischief, stealing prey and manipulating foolish, dumbfounded kits. Those were the good days until Twolegs captured the two in early leaf-bare. At first Thrushpaw enjoyed the pampers of a kittypet, but soon revolted against it. His sister insisted she stay, so he was forced with one option: abandon her. He sometimes regrets this decision, but always knows his loyalty is to his Clan. Soon after, his parents died, leaving him with no family. It was like his life was over. Depressed, he was made a warrior, but that didn't make him happy. He swore he wouldn't tell anybody, or anything his true feelings. Now he talks to plants and pretends their his family. Though he was stupid and incompetent, the leader chose him as deputy. He was very uneasy making patrols and being second in command, but he got used to it. Three seasons later , greencough spread vast and quickly, and the leader was a victim. She lost two lives, and the last was protecting Thrushpelt from a badger, and that memory he would never forget, ever.
Roleplay Sample:
Did it =^.^=
Comments/Other:
Pic.
Password:
StarClan Night
Cat's Age: 26 moons
Gender: Tom
Alliance: ShadowClan
Position: Leader
Appearance:
Thrushstar is a long-haired, gleaming Somali like cat with dark brown fur. Although he is quite attractive looking, a long, deep scar runs on his back leg, a result of having a battle against WindClan. His long, fluffy tail often gets tangled in bushes, so he has to be careful of that. The build is muscular but slightly small. His curious hazel eyes aren't glittery but instead a calming orange. He has short whiskers, when he was captured by Twolegs (see history) they cut his claws and whiskers. The nose is a soft red like the paw pads. Even though he is handsome, he has significant flaws.
Summary: Dark brown long-haired cat with calm orange eyes.
Personality:
Usually he prefers to hang around with the apprentices all day. His bubbly attitude can almost fool anyone, not including the deputy sadly. Work is usually delayed unless it's really important. Thrushstar gets homesick and hates going to Gatherings without his friends. Mostly foolish, he is a trickster and makes up clever riddles and jokes. The leader's respect isn't noticed frequently, however he listens and obeys the elders and deputy. The greatest thing to do is be with his friends. However, he makes lots of room for being a leader, and prides in doing it.
History:
He was born to the outsiders of ShadowClan, as well as two others. Sadly, the first, weakest kit died of disease. Though Thrushpelt doesn't vision it anymore, he can still remember its snuffling, before collapsing in the nest. His sister Iriskit always helped Thrushkit cause mischief, stealing prey and manipulating foolish, dumbfounded kits. Those were the good days until Twolegs captured the two in early leaf-bare. At first Thrushpaw enjoyed the pampers of a kittypet, but soon revolted against it. His sister insisted she stay, so he was forced with one option: abandon her. He sometimes regrets this decision, but always knows his loyalty is to his Clan. Soon after, his parents died, leaving him with no family. It was like his life was over. Depressed, he was made a warrior, but that didn't make him happy. He swore he wouldn't tell anybody, or anything his true feelings. Now he talks to plants and pretends their his family. Though he was stupid and incompetent, the leader chose him as deputy. He was very uneasy making patrols and being second in command, but he got used to it. Three seasons later , greencough spread vast and quickly, and the leader was a victim. She lost two lives, and the last was protecting Thrushpelt from a badger, and that memory he would never forget, ever.
Roleplay Sample:
Did it =^.^=
Comments/Other:
Pic.
Password:
StarClan Night