Post by Silverfur||Neko on May 16, 2006 6:39:53 GMT -5
Name: Silverfur
Age: 22 moons
Gender: Female
Rank: Medicine Cat (Hopefully!)
Clan: CheetahClan. Please.
Appearance: Silverfur is a small and lithe cat. She’s graceful and stronge, but she’s not got the size on most of the other cats, being more the size of an apprentice. Her fur is silver-gray and she has silver-green eyes. Also her tail is very light gray in color.
Personality: Silverfur has always been a loving and caring creature. She has her moments of spite and anger, but usually keeps her claws sheathed. In battle, when it comes to it, she is vicious however. She might have a sharp-tounge sometimes, but those who know her know that she means well, and it is rare that this happens. No matter how much they annoy her, she won’t attack a Clanmate, regardless of how much she wants to (She knows she’ll have to heal them ^-^). And it doesn’t matter which Clan the cat is, she can’t leave a cat when it’s injured or sick (except in battle).
History: Nothing of great importance. She has always wanted to be MC though.
Picture: This will come soon.
Roleplay Sample: The silver she-cat lay at the entrance to her den, her frost green eyes watching Clan life before her. Her front paws were contently tucked beneath her, her tail wrapped round her legs, for there was no sickness nor injury in Camp. /Thank StarClan/ She thought, her eyes glittering in amusement. Lifting herself from the ground she shook as if trying to shake water from her pelt, then turned and padded into her den.
Secret Phrase: On the Edge!
Age: 22 moons
Gender: Female
Rank: Medicine Cat (Hopefully!)
Clan: CheetahClan. Please.
Appearance: Silverfur is a small and lithe cat. She’s graceful and stronge, but she’s not got the size on most of the other cats, being more the size of an apprentice. Her fur is silver-gray and she has silver-green eyes. Also her tail is very light gray in color.
Personality: Silverfur has always been a loving and caring creature. She has her moments of spite and anger, but usually keeps her claws sheathed. In battle, when it comes to it, she is vicious however. She might have a sharp-tounge sometimes, but those who know her know that she means well, and it is rare that this happens. No matter how much they annoy her, she won’t attack a Clanmate, regardless of how much she wants to (She knows she’ll have to heal them ^-^). And it doesn’t matter which Clan the cat is, she can’t leave a cat when it’s injured or sick (except in battle).
History: Nothing of great importance. She has always wanted to be MC though.
Picture: This will come soon.
Roleplay Sample: The silver she-cat lay at the entrance to her den, her frost green eyes watching Clan life before her. Her front paws were contently tucked beneath her, her tail wrapped round her legs, for there was no sickness nor injury in Camp. /Thank StarClan/ She thought, her eyes glittering in amusement. Lifting herself from the ground she shook as if trying to shake water from her pelt, then turned and padded into her den.
Secret Phrase: On the Edge!
Shadowstar