Post by squirrelflight on Dec 1, 2006 23:22:42 GMT -5
Name: Soulheart
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Clan: ThunderClan
Description: A dark ginger she-cat, with deep blue eyes, and a snowy white chest with matching white front paws.
Picture: None.
Personality: Just about everything Squirrelflight, except she could be more caring and observant.
History: Soulheart was been heartbroken when she was 12 moons old by a tomcat named Silverheart when he tried to kill her sister for catching him talking with a she-cat from RiverClan. Soulheart had been so furious that when the tom wasn't punished for his crime, pleading that is was an accident, as it was near the RiverClan border, and he was sincerely sorry. Their hostility grows with each passing moonrise and sunrise.
IC: (Like this?? Or not??)-edisted it to my sadisfacion-
Soulheart looked around, her heart hammering. It was almost time.
The Gathering was about to start, and she felt Silverheart stir beside her, his pelt brushing hers.
Soulheart turned her ginger head, and looked into his dark blue eyes.
"Soulheart..." he murmured.
"Yes?" She asked breathlessly.
"You have to get up. It's hunting patrol, remember?"
Squirrelflight blinked open her eyes, and focused on Brighttail, her ginger and black pelt neatly groomed.
"Oh, right. Just dreaming," she mewed.
"Oh? About getting over to Sandstar before she rips your pelt out." Brighttail purred with amuesment, following the young warrior out into the hollow.
Squirrelflight looked around.
Greenclaw was sitting by the nursery, and she glanced at Brighttail, who stopped purring, and stalked off, past Greenclaw, and out the thorn tunnel.
Password: Secrets
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Clan: ThunderClan
Description: A dark ginger she-cat, with deep blue eyes, and a snowy white chest with matching white front paws.
Picture: None.
Personality: Just about everything Squirrelflight, except she could be more caring and observant.
History: Soulheart was been heartbroken when she was 12 moons old by a tomcat named Silverheart when he tried to kill her sister for catching him talking with a she-cat from RiverClan. Soulheart had been so furious that when the tom wasn't punished for his crime, pleading that is was an accident, as it was near the RiverClan border, and he was sincerely sorry. Their hostility grows with each passing moonrise and sunrise.
IC: (Like this?? Or not??)-edisted it to my sadisfacion-
Soulheart looked around, her heart hammering. It was almost time.
The Gathering was about to start, and she felt Silverheart stir beside her, his pelt brushing hers.
Soulheart turned her ginger head, and looked into his dark blue eyes.
"Soulheart..." he murmured.
"Yes?" She asked breathlessly.
"You have to get up. It's hunting patrol, remember?"
Squirrelflight blinked open her eyes, and focused on Brighttail, her ginger and black pelt neatly groomed.
"Oh, right. Just dreaming," she mewed.
"Oh? About getting over to Sandstar before she rips your pelt out." Brighttail purred with amuesment, following the young warrior out into the hollow.
Squirrelflight looked around.
Greenclaw was sitting by the nursery, and she glanced at Brighttail, who stopped purring, and stalked off, past Greenclaw, and out the thorn tunnel.
Password: Secrets
