Post by Barketh on Jun 25, 2009 19:09:11 GMT -5
[yellow]Name: Breathwhisp
Age: 20 Moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: Thunderclan
Rank: Warrior
Picture: HERE is the link, because the image won't show on here.
Appearance: A handsom tom with soft gray fur, darker black stripes cross over his pelt in rings, giving him the appearance of a tiny racoon. With wide amber eyes and an adorable smile, he often appears younger than his actual age, and his gentle expressions make it easy for cats to befriend him.
However, his left eye, when examined closely, is a foggy color compared to the other. Most cats don't notice this and therefore do not realize that Breathwhisp can only see through his right eye until he tells them.
With fur as soft as cotton, he often has trouble avoiding cats who get too curious and want to know how it feels.
Silver paws and a black tail compliment his silver splashed muzzle and gray tabby fur.
Personality: Sweet and calm, he has a cool aura about him and never loses his temper with any cats. He enjoys poking fun at some warriors by mixing their names around, and when he isn't busy with warrior duties, he enjoys just sitting by the River and thinking.
Though he can be rather oblivious at times, he is intelligent and understands more than you would think about emotions and perspective.
Always making up nicknames for the grumpiest cats, this tends to put him in tough spots every now and then; not to mention he pays hardly any attention to the Warrior Code. However, despite his unattentative nature, he always smiles and is probably one of the more optimistic warriors in his clan.
Always open to new ideas, he isn't shy about praising others, and when Breathwhisp makes a friend, he sticks by them no matter what.
History: Born a loner, Breathwhisp was first given the name Smoke for his storm-cloud-like pelt. Smoke was the only kit Shine and Luck had, therefore they cared deeply about him. When Luck went off hunting one day and didn't return, Shine feared that the woods they were staying in was dangerous, and, after waiting three moons for her mate's return, she left, bringing Smoke with her.
However, the journey was long and hard, and in the process, while they were entering the clan territories, a storm brewed, and Smoke, at 7 moons, was washed away from Shine.
He was swept into Thunderclan territory, where he awoke terrified. During the mudslide, a sharp branch had sliced through his left eye, and the agony was unbearable. Staggering around half-blind, he stumbled into Thunderclan Camp, where he was immediately nursed back to health. Though the Medicine Cat did everything to try fixing his eye, it became apparent to everyone that he would never use the sight-less organ again.
When he had recovered, Smoke set off in search of his mother. Accompanied by a small patrol to make sure he stayed safe, the search went on for moons until they found Shine's body. Dead; crushed by a tree that had been knocked down by lightning. Smoke was then taken into Thunderclan; who agreed to raise him as a warrior.
He was renamed Breathpaw, and through most of his apprentice-ship, he remained silent, still shocked at how quickly his life had turned around. He was blind in one eye, and he had lost both his parents. However, one day, he walked into camp smiling for the first time in seasons. From that moment on, he had come to accept life as it came, and he warmed up to his clanmates, always staying cheerful for those around him.
He trained hard, struggling to adapt to his one-sided view. It took more moons then his denmates, but after much hard word, he was finally made a warrior at 14 moons. He did his best as a warrior, and though he never grew accustomed to the Warrior Code, he made good friends in all the clans; known for his outgoing yet gentle personality.
Role Play Sample: Not Needed
Secret Word: Starclan Night
Other: Family[/u]
Shine- Mother- Deceased
Luck- Father- Unknown[/size][/yellow]
Age: 20 Moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: Thunderclan
Rank: Warrior
Picture: HERE is the link, because the image won't show on here.
Appearance: A handsom tom with soft gray fur, darker black stripes cross over his pelt in rings, giving him the appearance of a tiny racoon. With wide amber eyes and an adorable smile, he often appears younger than his actual age, and his gentle expressions make it easy for cats to befriend him.
However, his left eye, when examined closely, is a foggy color compared to the other. Most cats don't notice this and therefore do not realize that Breathwhisp can only see through his right eye until he tells them.
With fur as soft as cotton, he often has trouble avoiding cats who get too curious and want to know how it feels.
Silver paws and a black tail compliment his silver splashed muzzle and gray tabby fur.
Personality: Sweet and calm, he has a cool aura about him and never loses his temper with any cats. He enjoys poking fun at some warriors by mixing their names around, and when he isn't busy with warrior duties, he enjoys just sitting by the River and thinking.
Though he can be rather oblivious at times, he is intelligent and understands more than you would think about emotions and perspective.
Always making up nicknames for the grumpiest cats, this tends to put him in tough spots every now and then; not to mention he pays hardly any attention to the Warrior Code. However, despite his unattentative nature, he always smiles and is probably one of the more optimistic warriors in his clan.
Always open to new ideas, he isn't shy about praising others, and when Breathwhisp makes a friend, he sticks by them no matter what.
History: Born a loner, Breathwhisp was first given the name Smoke for his storm-cloud-like pelt. Smoke was the only kit Shine and Luck had, therefore they cared deeply about him. When Luck went off hunting one day and didn't return, Shine feared that the woods they were staying in was dangerous, and, after waiting three moons for her mate's return, she left, bringing Smoke with her.
However, the journey was long and hard, and in the process, while they were entering the clan territories, a storm brewed, and Smoke, at 7 moons, was washed away from Shine.
He was swept into Thunderclan territory, where he awoke terrified. During the mudslide, a sharp branch had sliced through his left eye, and the agony was unbearable. Staggering around half-blind, he stumbled into Thunderclan Camp, where he was immediately nursed back to health. Though the Medicine Cat did everything to try fixing his eye, it became apparent to everyone that he would never use the sight-less organ again.
When he had recovered, Smoke set off in search of his mother. Accompanied by a small patrol to make sure he stayed safe, the search went on for moons until they found Shine's body. Dead; crushed by a tree that had been knocked down by lightning. Smoke was then taken into Thunderclan; who agreed to raise him as a warrior.
He was renamed Breathpaw, and through most of his apprentice-ship, he remained silent, still shocked at how quickly his life had turned around. He was blind in one eye, and he had lost both his parents. However, one day, he walked into camp smiling for the first time in seasons. From that moment on, he had come to accept life as it came, and he warmed up to his clanmates, always staying cheerful for those around him.
He trained hard, struggling to adapt to his one-sided view. It took more moons then his denmates, but after much hard word, he was finally made a warrior at 14 moons. He did his best as a warrior, and though he never grew accustomed to the Warrior Code, he made good friends in all the clans; known for his outgoing yet gentle personality.
Role Play Sample: Not Needed
Secret Word: Starclan Night
Other: Family[/u]
Shine- Mother- Deceased
Luck- Father- Unknown[/size][/yellow]