Post by *~Honeyfur~* on Jul 21, 2008 22:22:09 GMT -8
Name: Honeyfur
Age: 16 Moons
Gender: She-Cat
Clan: Windclan
Position: Warrior
Appearance: Honeyfur is a light honey colored tabby with dark lines running through-out her fur. She has bright green eyes and white fur on her face, tail, paws, and ears. On her small white face, Honeyfur, has a large scar on the left side of her right eye. Honeyfur's ears are also white but seem to be to big for her small head. Honeyfur is very muscular she has large hind legs and a long bushy tail.
Personality: Honeyfur is a very kind warrior. She does get a bad temper at times, but mostly she and other cats get along great. Though if there is an intruder, she won't let them leave without a few scars for them to remember. Honeyfur is very ambitious, if she wants something, she tends to get it. Ever since Honeyfur was a kit, she had always had a dream about one day becoming leader of Windclan. Honeyfur is well known within the clan, she is friends with everyone, she is always willing to do anything for one of her clan mates, and loves to help out with the kits every once in a while. Honeyfur loves to hunt and go out for patrols, she loves to be out of camp for a fraction of the day weather she's alone, or with clan mates.
RP Example: Honeyfur lay in the warm new-leaf sun. She had longed-for a warm day since the beginning of new-leaf. Now here it was the warm sun, shining against her short,light tabby fur. She sat up and looked around the camp, she'd had a sudden urge to go out and hunt. But who to hunt with? Honeyfur slowly looked around, most of the clan was sitting out enjoying the heat from the sun. Honeyfur sighed, she would have to go alone. She got to her paws and walked toward the camp entrance.
Once she was out of the camp she made her way toward the west border. There, she knew that she could find lots of prey. She sniffed the air to smell many scents of, mice, rabbits, and even voles. Honeyfur saw a small movement in the corner of her eye. And there it was a plump white rabbit. Honeyfur got ready to leap for her prey, She jumped and caught the rabbit without a problem.
On her way back to camp, Honeyfur, found more prey. She came into the camp with the one rabbit she had caught, two mice, and one vole. She went to the fresh-kill pile and put the prey there. She took a mouse for herself, and two for the queens in the nursery.
Age: 16 Moons
Gender: She-Cat
Clan: Windclan
Position: Warrior
Appearance: Honeyfur is a light honey colored tabby with dark lines running through-out her fur. She has bright green eyes and white fur on her face, tail, paws, and ears. On her small white face, Honeyfur, has a large scar on the left side of her right eye. Honeyfur's ears are also white but seem to be to big for her small head. Honeyfur is very muscular she has large hind legs and a long bushy tail.
Personality: Honeyfur is a very kind warrior. She does get a bad temper at times, but mostly she and other cats get along great. Though if there is an intruder, she won't let them leave without a few scars for them to remember. Honeyfur is very ambitious, if she wants something, she tends to get it. Ever since Honeyfur was a kit, she had always had a dream about one day becoming leader of Windclan. Honeyfur is well known within the clan, she is friends with everyone, she is always willing to do anything for one of her clan mates, and loves to help out with the kits every once in a while. Honeyfur loves to hunt and go out for patrols, she loves to be out of camp for a fraction of the day weather she's alone, or with clan mates.
RP Example: Honeyfur lay in the warm new-leaf sun. She had longed-for a warm day since the beginning of new-leaf. Now here it was the warm sun, shining against her short,light tabby fur. She sat up and looked around the camp, she'd had a sudden urge to go out and hunt. But who to hunt with? Honeyfur slowly looked around, most of the clan was sitting out enjoying the heat from the sun. Honeyfur sighed, she would have to go alone. She got to her paws and walked toward the camp entrance.
Once she was out of the camp she made her way toward the west border. There, she knew that she could find lots of prey. She sniffed the air to smell many scents of, mice, rabbits, and even voles. Honeyfur saw a small movement in the corner of her eye. And there it was a plump white rabbit. Honeyfur got ready to leap for her prey, She jumped and caught the rabbit without a problem.
On her way back to camp, Honeyfur, found more prey. She came into the camp with the one rabbit she had caught, two mice, and one vole. She went to the fresh-kill pile and put the prey there. She took a mouse for herself, and two for the queens in the nursery.
