Post by needlepatch on Dec 11, 2006 11:24:50 GMT -5
Name: Winterstripe
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Riverclan
Description: She is a dapple white she-cat with one orange/brown eye on her left and a sparkling ice blue eye on the right. She has a longer tail compared to her body and her fur is very smooth.
Picture: i68.photobucket.com/albums/i23/Needlepatch/Winterstream.jpg
Personality: She is out going with friends but usually more shy. She is very compassionate and will do anything she can to help. She doesn't like to be alone and has always found that she loves to play with the Riverclan kits. Winterstripe is a great fighter but doesn't like to solve things with battle. She is not stubborn but she will not hesitate to talk back to close friends.
History: Both her parents are Riverclan and were loyal warriors. She was an only cat and therefore grew up close to her mother. Her father died in a battle and her mother became an elder died of green cough a couple of seasons ago. As a kit Winterstripe enjoyed listening to the Elders and the stories they had to tell, and as an apprentice she learned quickly and would rarely forget things.
IC: Winterstripe hurried through the reeds franticly searching for water mint. She had just returned from a battle to find her mother near death with green cough. Riverclan had not seen water mint in moons now. "Ripplepaw!" Winterstripe called out to her apprentice. A couple seconds later Ripplepaw came running through the reeds toward her. "I found some! It was--" Ripplepaw started to say but was then cut off by Winterstripe, "You can tell me later. We must get this back to my mother before it's too late." Together they sprinted through the reeds toward the camp. Once there Winterstripe dashed straight to the medicine cat's den making sure the anxious Ripplepaw was following. There were cats standing outside of the den their heads hanging low. Many grieved Winterstripe's mother that day. Winterstripe knew what must have happened but she just couldn't believe it until she saw it. Slowly she entered the den whispering to her self, "No, it can't be! This hasn't happened, we can still save her..." As she look at her still mother she couldn't help but yowl in grief. Her body was now cold and as still as a rock. That night Winterstripe sat vigil with her mother's body, and as she looked up in the sky she thought she saw a star, shining brighter than the others and a small voice whispering, "I will always be in your heart,"
Password: Secrets
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Riverclan
Description: She is a dapple white she-cat with one orange/brown eye on her left and a sparkling ice blue eye on the right. She has a longer tail compared to her body and her fur is very smooth.
Picture: i68.photobucket.com/albums/i23/Needlepatch/Winterstream.jpg
Personality: She is out going with friends but usually more shy. She is very compassionate and will do anything she can to help. She doesn't like to be alone and has always found that she loves to play with the Riverclan kits. Winterstripe is a great fighter but doesn't like to solve things with battle. She is not stubborn but she will not hesitate to talk back to close friends.
History: Both her parents are Riverclan and were loyal warriors. She was an only cat and therefore grew up close to her mother. Her father died in a battle and her mother became an elder died of green cough a couple of seasons ago. As a kit Winterstripe enjoyed listening to the Elders and the stories they had to tell, and as an apprentice she learned quickly and would rarely forget things.
IC: Winterstripe hurried through the reeds franticly searching for water mint. She had just returned from a battle to find her mother near death with green cough. Riverclan had not seen water mint in moons now. "Ripplepaw!" Winterstripe called out to her apprentice. A couple seconds later Ripplepaw came running through the reeds toward her. "I found some! It was--" Ripplepaw started to say but was then cut off by Winterstripe, "You can tell me later. We must get this back to my mother before it's too late." Together they sprinted through the reeds toward the camp. Once there Winterstripe dashed straight to the medicine cat's den making sure the anxious Ripplepaw was following. There were cats standing outside of the den their heads hanging low. Many grieved Winterstripe's mother that day. Winterstripe knew what must have happened but she just couldn't believe it until she saw it. Slowly she entered the den whispering to her self, "No, it can't be! This hasn't happened, we can still save her..." As she look at her still mother she couldn't help but yowl in grief. Her body was now cold and as still as a rock. That night Winterstripe sat vigil with her mother's body, and as she looked up in the sky she thought she saw a star, shining brighter than the others and a small voice whispering, "I will always be in your heart,"
Password: Secrets
