Post by Harmonypaw on Oct 27, 2011 16:29:52 GMT -5
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names:Harmonykit Harmonypaw Harmonysong
gender: she-cat
age: 9 moons
clan: Thunderclan
rank: apprentice
personality: Quiet and calm is her disposition. Quiet and still, she is more likely to listen than to speak her mind. She speaks more with her eyes than her tongue. those who are close to her can read her eyes quicker than she could speak anyway. She doesn't always know how to say what she wants but her eyes betray her every thought and feeling. She doesn't speak much so when she does others know it must be important so they listen without a word.She wants only to serve her clan. And make her Father proud. She's a wise and observant apprentice. But she has her carefree, and fun-loving side as well, but hides that under her insecurities and self doubt. Besides all this she has a strong faith in Starclan, and will do anything to bring honor to them.
appearance:
Pelt:
Black-evil Orange-good White-Starclan. Her pelt is a beautiful combination of three colors. Deep shadow black, flaming forest orange and snowstorm white. Looking at her face you see first the perfect split of colors in the prefect center of her being. Black and orange meet between her eyes in a perfect line showing the crash of good and evil in the world. Above the line the orange spills over toward the black almost covering it above her eye. This shows the triumph of good over evil. Her ears black as night save the tips which are orange. Her chin and chest show the snow white ring that flows around her neck like a halo. Under that white it turns black again but not for long where the white burst through just below her right shoulder. Her front legs are black save the tips which are white giving her a dainty elegant look. Her back legs are mostly orange save the bottom half which is white. Her back is a twist of black and orange save the splashes of soft white here and there. Her tail her most prized possession is long and fluffy, swirling all three colors racing to the tip where white triumphs over all and Starclan reigns over her life.
Build:
Even as an apprentice she is small for her age and keeps that in mind when playing with and training with other kits and apprentices. She has long very strong legs and a long well balanced tail. She looks a little lanky right now but will grow into her build and become a gorgeous cat. Her shoulders are slender but powerful, her hips strong and steady. She has a broad chest and a long body. This allows her to run and twist and dive quicker than most kits her age. Her white teeth and claws are just the right length and fit perfectly inside her sheaths and lips. Her pink tongue and half pink nose stand out against her white fur, while the half black side of her nose hides perfectly against the black fur of her mouth.
Eyes:
Deep hazel and bright copper, depending on her mood. She shows all of her feelings in her eyes if you know how to read them. Bright copper shows her hurt anger, and fear. While Hazel shows her calmness, joy, and love. Most often her eyes are hazel. She uses her eyes to speak more than her mouth, for she trust what she sees more than what she hears. Those eyes can see the slightest feeling in the eyes of another. She can detect the lightest change in attitude in the quickest flick of an eye. Her eyes are her pride.
history:
Kithood:
She was born into Thunderclan under the leadership of Wildstar. Her father, Wolfcry, keeps her as his princess in his heart. She will always be special to him because she is his only kin left. Her mother, Dustpelt was killed just after Harmonykit was weaned. She grew up knowing her parents loved her and that her father was proud of anything she did. She had a fairly uneventful kithood and is greatly looking forward to becoming an apprentice. She has always loved helping others and will always be willing to go the extra mile to help a clanmate.
Apprenticeship:
She is just recently became an apprentice, and thus hasn't much in the field of experience here. She's quick to learn and is willing to do whatever it takes to make her mentor and father proud. She's met a tom from Shadowclan named Finchpaw. She's fallen for him hard and the've met several times, though no one in her clan knows. She's begun to slack off on her apprentice duties, and someone is bound to notice eventually.
Warriorship
[/u]names:
gender: she-cat
age: 9 moons
clan: Thunderclan
rank: apprentice
personality: Quiet and calm is her disposition. Quiet and still, she is more likely to listen than to speak her mind. She speaks more with her eyes than her tongue. those who are close to her can read her eyes quicker than she could speak anyway. She doesn't always know how to say what she wants but her eyes betray her every thought and feeling. She doesn't speak much so when she does others know it must be important so they listen without a word.She wants only to serve her clan. And make her Father proud. She's a wise and observant apprentice. But she has her carefree, and fun-loving side as well, but hides that under her insecurities and self doubt. Besides all this she has a strong faith in Starclan, and will do anything to bring honor to them.
appearance:
Pelt:
Black-evil Orange-good White-Starclan. Her pelt is a beautiful combination of three colors. Deep shadow black, flaming forest orange and snowstorm white. Looking at her face you see first the perfect split of colors in the prefect center of her being. Black and orange meet between her eyes in a perfect line showing the crash of good and evil in the world. Above the line the orange spills over toward the black almost covering it above her eye. This shows the triumph of good over evil. Her ears black as night save the tips which are orange. Her chin and chest show the snow white ring that flows around her neck like a halo. Under that white it turns black again but not for long where the white burst through just below her right shoulder. Her front legs are black save the tips which are white giving her a dainty elegant look. Her back legs are mostly orange save the bottom half which is white. Her back is a twist of black and orange save the splashes of soft white here and there. Her tail her most prized possession is long and fluffy, swirling all three colors racing to the tip where white triumphs over all and Starclan reigns over her life.
Build:
Even as an apprentice she is small for her age and keeps that in mind when playing with and training with other kits and apprentices. She has long very strong legs and a long well balanced tail. She looks a little lanky right now but will grow into her build and become a gorgeous cat. Her shoulders are slender but powerful, her hips strong and steady. She has a broad chest and a long body. This allows her to run and twist and dive quicker than most kits her age. Her white teeth and claws are just the right length and fit perfectly inside her sheaths and lips. Her pink tongue and half pink nose stand out against her white fur, while the half black side of her nose hides perfectly against the black fur of her mouth.
Eyes:
Deep hazel and bright copper, depending on her mood. She shows all of her feelings in her eyes if you know how to read them. Bright copper shows her hurt anger, and fear. While Hazel shows her calmness, joy, and love. Most often her eyes are hazel. She uses her eyes to speak more than her mouth, for she trust what she sees more than what she hears. Those eyes can see the slightest feeling in the eyes of another. She can detect the lightest change in attitude in the quickest flick of an eye. Her eyes are her pride.
history:
Kithood:
She was born into Thunderclan under the leadership of Wildstar. Her father, Wolfcry, keeps her as his princess in his heart. She will always be special to him because she is his only kin left. Her mother, Dustpelt was killed just after Harmonykit was weaned. She grew up knowing her parents loved her and that her father was proud of anything she did. She had a fairly uneventful kithood and is greatly looking forward to becoming an apprentice. She has always loved helping others and will always be willing to go the extra mile to help a clanmate.
Apprenticeship:
She is just recently became an apprentice, and thus hasn't much in the field of experience here. She's quick to learn and is willing to do whatever it takes to make her mentor and father proud. She's met a tom from Shadowclan named Finchpaw. She's fallen for him hard and the've met several times, though no one in her clan knows. She's begun to slack off on her apprentice duties, and someone is bound to notice eventually.
Warriorship
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sample rp: This is from my last site.
She raced over the ground, her white paws barely scattering the snow as they hit it and were moving again. She flew like an angel over the twigs and branches laying in her path. She wouldn't let him get away, not this time. She was going to catch him. Catch him, hold him down and make him tell her what he was thinking. She couldn't take it any more, he was hurting the others and she couldn't take it. She had to protect them, had to stop him. She saw his tail disappear around a corner and knew immediately where he was headed. She extended her stride again feeling her muscles scream for rest, tighten and release begging for her to relent. She couldn't not yet. She would catch him now. She came into a clearing and leaped over a log. She could feel him running parallel to her, she had to pass him, had to surprise him. She flew back into the woods and picked up speed again, as she was in her natural terrain. She felt him fall behind her, further over in the woods than she could see, but she felt it. She cut right, over a small stream and right to where he was headed. She saw the flash of orange as his pelt came into her vision. She leaped and saw him under her. Her claws retraced and she landed on top of Fallenleaves. She saw the look of shock in his eyes for only a moment before rage over took it. She felt his body hit the ground through hers and for a moment she thought she owuld lose him.
They slid to a stop at the base of a gnarled oak tree. He growled a warning and she stood taking her weight off him but still standing above him. "Why brother? why?" were the only words she could get out before she felt him lunge for her throat. she lifted a paw to bat him away and, succeeding she pinned him to the ground again. "Tell me the truth! Why are you doing this!" she screamed with all her might. His answer came soft and angry and full of hate.
She felt the nest around her shudder as she awoke. She knew that there wasn't anything that could change the past, she didn't want to... not now. Not after moons of running a clan without leaders and med cats. She didn't know what else to do. She let her claws sink into the ground and she rose to her paws. She shook the moss from her white fur, and she growled angrily. She hated that dream, for she knew it was a reality that she had faced. If only I had killed him then... She thought but shook it from her head. She stood and walked out of the den into the sunlight. Another day in Frostclan, another day to live, another day to plan. "What needs done yet today?" She asked herself looking around the camp.
characters: Russetclaw, Harmonypaw
c-box name: Rumor [/center]
Updated January 28, 2012
