Post by max on Jul 23, 2007 17:48:18 GMT -5
Name:
Sweetfeather
Age:
30 moons
Gender:
She-cat
Position:
Med Cat
Clan:
Dawnclan
Pictures:
Appearance:
Sweetfeather is an orange and white cat. Her eyes are a beautiful gold. Her chest fur is white and all four paws are a snowy white. All of her face is white exept for her white stripe on her nose. She has long fur and her tail is two inches longer than her body making it long and great for balance.
Personality:
Sweetfeather isnt a shy cat but she just doesnt ever talk. Her eyes say most of her words for her. IF you know her you can read her eyes. If you dont know her then you will from other cats. She is very sweet and when she does talk her voice is like an angel from heaven.
History:
Her mother dropped her off at Nightclan when she was barely a day old. She didnt want life as a clan cat when she was little. So, she ran, ran as far as she could for as long as her little leggs would carrie her. Two foxes found her on the ground soaking wet a couple tail lengths away from there den, so they took her in. Over the next few moons she learned how to speak fox and stuff like that with her siblings, Lone Pup and One of Mishcief. When she was past apprentice years she came back to clan life when Amber told her that she was a cat, and if she went back then they would come and see her a few times, so she agreed. Now she is trustfull and loyal to the clan and is now a Medicine Cat.
Other:
She was raised by Foxes.
IC:
Sweetfeather opened one beautiful gold eye when sunlight came penetrating the den. She figured she should get up so she could do her usual deputy work. She streatched her long legs and slowly walked outside and breathed in chilly morning air. She shook her shinning coat and dropped peices of moss that were remaining on her coat.
She padded up to the entrance of the camp where the two cats she chose last night were waiting. She nodded her head and they all set off to patrol the boarders.
Blaze
Sweetfeather
Age:
30 moons
Gender:
She-cat
Position:
Med Cat
Clan:
Dawnclan
Pictures:
Appearance:
Sweetfeather is an orange and white cat. Her eyes are a beautiful gold. Her chest fur is white and all four paws are a snowy white. All of her face is white exept for her white stripe on her nose. She has long fur and her tail is two inches longer than her body making it long and great for balance.
Personality:
Sweetfeather isnt a shy cat but she just doesnt ever talk. Her eyes say most of her words for her. IF you know her you can read her eyes. If you dont know her then you will from other cats. She is very sweet and when she does talk her voice is like an angel from heaven.
History:
Her mother dropped her off at Nightclan when she was barely a day old. She didnt want life as a clan cat when she was little. So, she ran, ran as far as she could for as long as her little leggs would carrie her. Two foxes found her on the ground soaking wet a couple tail lengths away from there den, so they took her in. Over the next few moons she learned how to speak fox and stuff like that with her siblings, Lone Pup and One of Mishcief. When she was past apprentice years she came back to clan life when Amber told her that she was a cat, and if she went back then they would come and see her a few times, so she agreed. Now she is trustfull and loyal to the clan and is now a Medicine Cat.
Other:
She was raised by Foxes.
IC:
Sweetfeather opened one beautiful gold eye when sunlight came penetrating the den. She figured she should get up so she could do her usual deputy work. She streatched her long legs and slowly walked outside and breathed in chilly morning air. She shook her shinning coat and dropped peices of moss that were remaining on her coat.
She padded up to the entrance of the camp where the two cats she chose last night were waiting. She nodded her head and they all set off to patrol the boarders.
Blaze
