Post by Lynx on Feb 22, 2009 8:59:49 GMT -8
Name: Lynxear
Age: 18 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: Windclan
Position: Warrior
Appearance: She is an oddly colored calico she-cat. Her chest, paws, muzzle and random spots, are a crisp clean white. Black and ginger swirl in her fur. Most of her back is covered in black, ginger, and a couple brown spots. Her left ear is solid black, while her right ear is split with black and ginger. Her eyes are an odd brown and green color. She is pretty small, but she can fight like a cat twice her size.
She has a very long tail that she uses when she is running, and climbing trees. She looks very slender and weak when she is sleeping, but if you see her running or stretching you might change your mind. Her claws are very strong and sharp, which makes them a deadly tool in a fight or while hunting.
Her whiskers are white and quiet long. The fur on her tail is very fluffy, the rest of her fur is of medium length and keeps her warm in leaf bare. The fur on her tattoo is very odd. [in history] The out line on the moon and parts of the moon that are flame less are a bright silvery white. The flames on the moon a a very bright orange that stand out by far from the rest of the orange on her body.
Personality:She is a kind and helping cat. She loves to play and romp, but she knows when to be serious and when to play.She walks with a kind heart, but a short temper.When pressed she can get very mean. She is a very proud cat for she is extremely smart and dislikes to be put down; if you are dumb enough to do so it will result in a fight (physical or verbal).She loves to swim and can even hunt fish while in water. She also loves the morning and evening. You are most likely to see her running after prey in the morning or night, than at sun high.
She is very wise for her age.She loves to lay on a large rock in the sun and relax her body after a hunt, fight, or even when she just wakes up. She loves kits, and making new friends. She is a bit with drawn ever since her brother left the clan. She is trying very hard to make new friends and come out of this shell she has. Right now she doesn't have many, or any friends. She is trying very hard to work on this. She hates to be alone a lot
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History;
Lynxblaze was always considered the lesser kit when she was born, for she was the smallest. Her mother and Father always looked down on her until she was old enough to be understood. After her parents learned how smart and strong she really was; she was the prized kit. While her brother wasn't favored anymore, he wasn't forgotten about. Her parents were kind to both of them the same.
Her mother was killed while chasing a fox out of the territory. After her mother was killed her father was heart broken and left the clan. She vowed one day to find her father, but before she could set out on her quest her brother left. Even though he left before she could go, doesn't mean that she didn't head out herself. She got far past the fourclans. She had been caputered by a twoleg, but had luckily excaped. Oddly enough, her rescuer had been another twoleg.
Before she excaped the twoleg had done a very crule thing to a cat. He had take a hot stick and burned away her flesh and fur, untill it left an odd mark. The twoleg had barked like a dog for a very long time. He had also tied Lynxpaw up while he burned her body. The fur has now grown back, but it is oddly disclored and stands out fro the rest of her fur.
She tries not to think of her brother, but that has proven very difficult. Her mothers name was Silverhunter for she had the pelt that Lynxblaze now wears with pride. She has heard that she looks a lot like her mother. She has also vowed, to be the best warrior in the clan and try her hardest to work her way up the ranks. It is Lynxblaze's goal in life to be either leader or deputy.
Age: 18 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: Windclan
Position: Warrior
Appearance: She is an oddly colored calico she-cat. Her chest, paws, muzzle and random spots, are a crisp clean white. Black and ginger swirl in her fur. Most of her back is covered in black, ginger, and a couple brown spots. Her left ear is solid black, while her right ear is split with black and ginger. Her eyes are an odd brown and green color. She is pretty small, but she can fight like a cat twice her size.
She has a very long tail that she uses when she is running, and climbing trees. She looks very slender and weak when she is sleeping, but if you see her running or stretching you might change your mind. Her claws are very strong and sharp, which makes them a deadly tool in a fight or while hunting.
Her whiskers are white and quiet long. The fur on her tail is very fluffy, the rest of her fur is of medium length and keeps her warm in leaf bare. The fur on her tattoo is very odd. [in history] The out line on the moon and parts of the moon that are flame less are a bright silvery white. The flames on the moon a a very bright orange that stand out by far from the rest of the orange on her body.
Personality:She is a kind and helping cat. She loves to play and romp, but she knows when to be serious and when to play.She walks with a kind heart, but a short temper.When pressed she can get very mean. She is a very proud cat for she is extremely smart and dislikes to be put down; if you are dumb enough to do so it will result in a fight (physical or verbal).She loves to swim and can even hunt fish while in water. She also loves the morning and evening. You are most likely to see her running after prey in the morning or night, than at sun high.
She is very wise for her age.She loves to lay on a large rock in the sun and relax her body after a hunt, fight, or even when she just wakes up. She loves kits, and making new friends. She is a bit with drawn ever since her brother left the clan. She is trying very hard to make new friends and come out of this shell she has. Right now she doesn't have many, or any friends. She is trying very hard to work on this. She hates to be alone a lot
RP Example: ]
A smirk touched her lips as his words rang deeply into her brain. She followed the words easily and thought of a retort for him. She waited till he was done speaking for a while then she jumped like a deer, graceful and smoothly, down to meet him. She sat before him and spoke in her calm warm voice, "Ah, but if you wonder the world alone, then you wish not for a companion? If so, then why speak of my eyes taking in your world? And why must the riddles be oh so easy to follow?"
She smiled sweetly and thingyed her head teasingly to the right and watched him carefully. She no longer was worried about this male. Her voice once more lightened the air, "I wonder these lands with a pelt made of molty colors, so it was only fitting for my name to speak the color. I am known as Lynxear." She dipped her head careful to keep her eyes on him. Though she would not tell him, she never spoke this way, and it surprised her how easy it was to speak in this tongue.
A cool breeze brought her the scent of a rabbit and the sound of an empty belly. She smiled sweetly. Her voice was hushed and slightly husky, "Will you excuse me?" She stood swiftly and crept quickly and silently to a bush. She lowered her body then sprung. The bush swayed for a moment then was cut off. She backed out and turned toward him, a large rabbit in her bloody jaws. She walked up to him and dropped the catch before his paws and stepped back. "From the rumble of your belly I would think you need it all. Don't try and save some for me. I ate only a moment before you showed up." She spoke warmly, and hoped she didn't sound thingyy. She sat back on her hips and licked her muzzle clean.
History;
Lynxblaze was always considered the lesser kit when she was born, for she was the smallest. Her mother and Father always looked down on her until she was old enough to be understood. After her parents learned how smart and strong she really was; she was the prized kit. While her brother wasn't favored anymore, he wasn't forgotten about. Her parents were kind to both of them the same.
Her mother was killed while chasing a fox out of the territory. After her mother was killed her father was heart broken and left the clan. She vowed one day to find her father, but before she could set out on her quest her brother left. Even though he left before she could go, doesn't mean that she didn't head out herself. She got far past the fourclans. She had been caputered by a twoleg, but had luckily excaped. Oddly enough, her rescuer had been another twoleg.
Before she excaped the twoleg had done a very crule thing to a cat. He had take a hot stick and burned away her flesh and fur, untill it left an odd mark. The twoleg had barked like a dog for a very long time. He had also tied Lynxpaw up while he burned her body. The fur has now grown back, but it is oddly disclored and stands out fro the rest of her fur.
She tries not to think of her brother, but that has proven very difficult. Her mothers name was Silverhunter for she had the pelt that Lynxblaze now wears with pride. She has heard that she looks a lot like her mother. She has also vowed, to be the best warrior in the clan and try her hardest to work her way up the ranks. It is Lynxblaze's goal in life to be either leader or deputy.
