Post by RainbowMist10 on Dec 15, 2013 22:08:10 GMT -5
Name: Linnetfur
Desired Clan Streamclan
Desired Rank Warrior
Appearance: My she-cat is a chocolatey colored cat, with darker ticked tabby markings. She has a cream/tan underfur, and a brownish nose. Eyes with a pale green hue, wrap up her looks nicely.
Size: 8 inches, 5-6 lbs. (Not sure if that's a realistic. I'm not good with heights and weights)
Personality: My she-cat is a friendly cat, who is often helpful and kind. Very empathetic, she often cares for every cat she meets in a friend way, but knows when to back off if they wish to be left alone. Quite respectful and polite, she is quite obedient too.
However, underneath her friendly personality, she is blunt and sarcastic. Despite being empathetic, she can easily hurt another cat's feelings, as well as mend them. Sarcasm, is another thing she's known for. Being a bit, blunt, the sarcasm came with it, and on occasion she'll let slip a snide remark, that shouldn't have been said.
History: My she-cat had a simple life. Born in Streamclan, she was raised by normal clan parents, along with her older brother, Bramblekit. Growing up, she learned from the elders, by stories, and always looked up to her parents.
At 6 moons, she became an apprentice. Her name now Linnetpaw,(Haven't decided a prefix yet .-.) she was given the mentor called Ducktail. Ducktail was a very honorable warrior, who taught my Linnetpaw the warrior code, and how to show mercy to those whom deserved it.
At 12 moons of age, she became a warrior with the new name of Linnetfur. Sitting vigil that night, she was pleased to have finished her training. Now at 30 moons of age, she has matured more and grown to be more experienced.
Roleplay Sample: It was a simple day, warm and sunny like it had been for the past week. A gentle breeze flowed throughout camp, and rustled leaves in the trees above the content cats below. It was sun-high, a time normally spent sharing tongues, and gossiping with eachother over the latest news. Bits of murmuring floated in and out of the ticked tabby's ears, but she was too engrosed listening to her brother talk. But, even some of his own talking, didn't reach her ears. "So, as I was saying... and I totally caught that mouse... Hah! It was so funny! Hey, are you..." A prod to the shoulder, woke the she-cat out of her daze. "Oh, what? Sorry, Brambletail.." she'd meow with an embarrassed tone. "What were you saying?" A roll of green eyes met her tentative question. "Do you really have to keep zoning out?" With a huff, she'd roll her own pale green eyes. "Oh, shut it, will you? Not my fault you can be so boring." Her tone on the line of sarcasm, her brother would mutter under his breath. "Oh, whatever.."
Extra: I hope I did this right ;w; I tried on this audition ;u;
Desired Clan Streamclan
Desired Rank Warrior
Appearance: My she-cat is a chocolatey colored cat, with darker ticked tabby markings. She has a cream/tan underfur, and a brownish nose. Eyes with a pale green hue, wrap up her looks nicely.
Size: 8 inches, 5-6 lbs. (Not sure if that's a realistic. I'm not good with heights and weights)
Personality: My she-cat is a friendly cat, who is often helpful and kind. Very empathetic, she often cares for every cat she meets in a friend way, but knows when to back off if they wish to be left alone. Quite respectful and polite, she is quite obedient too.
However, underneath her friendly personality, she is blunt and sarcastic. Despite being empathetic, she can easily hurt another cat's feelings, as well as mend them. Sarcasm, is another thing she's known for. Being a bit, blunt, the sarcasm came with it, and on occasion she'll let slip a snide remark, that shouldn't have been said.
History: My she-cat had a simple life. Born in Streamclan, she was raised by normal clan parents, along with her older brother, Bramblekit. Growing up, she learned from the elders, by stories, and always looked up to her parents.
At 6 moons, she became an apprentice. Her name now Linnetpaw,(Haven't decided a prefix yet .-.) she was given the mentor called Ducktail. Ducktail was a very honorable warrior, who taught my Linnetpaw the warrior code, and how to show mercy to those whom deserved it.
At 12 moons of age, she became a warrior with the new name of Linnetfur. Sitting vigil that night, she was pleased to have finished her training. Now at 30 moons of age, she has matured more and grown to be more experienced.
Roleplay Sample: It was a simple day, warm and sunny like it had been for the past week. A gentle breeze flowed throughout camp, and rustled leaves in the trees above the content cats below. It was sun-high, a time normally spent sharing tongues, and gossiping with eachother over the latest news. Bits of murmuring floated in and out of the ticked tabby's ears, but she was too engrosed listening to her brother talk. But, even some of his own talking, didn't reach her ears. "So, as I was saying... and I totally caught that mouse... Hah! It was so funny! Hey, are you..." A prod to the shoulder, woke the she-cat out of her daze. "Oh, what? Sorry, Brambletail.." she'd meow with an embarrassed tone. "What were you saying?" A roll of green eyes met her tentative question. "Do you really have to keep zoning out?" With a huff, she'd roll her own pale green eyes. "Oh, shut it, will you? Not my fault you can be so boring." Her tone on the line of sarcasm, her brother would mutter under his breath. "Oh, whatever.."
Extra: I hope I did this right ;w; I tried on this audition ;u;