Post by spiritdream on Dec 27, 2006 11:54:35 GMT -5
Name: Spiritdream
Gender: she-cat
Rank: warrior
Clan: Riverclan
Description: Spiritdream is a beautiful she-cat with a dreamy look. Her eyes are that sparkling blue that make you think you could fall into her endless gaze. Her coat is a stormy blur of white, black and a little bit of red. Her paws look like she stepped into ashes.
Her tail is whiplike and often portrays her emotions. Her pelt is long and water slides off it as it would a duck's feathers.
Picture: I don't have any! My computer doesn't really work.
Personality: Spiritdream is a calm, effecient cat. She simply likes to look at things and watch them and see how they work. This seems to fasinate her, and she would watch them for days and study them. This peace-loving she-cat hates fighting but will fight when provoked. She believes in Starclan only because she has nothing left. She is slightly aloof and withdrawn from other cats and mostly spends her time alone. Spiritdream secretly wishes for a tom who understands her and will love her to the end. But one thing has remained steadfast for her; the river. She loves the river as much as much as it is possible to love a nonliving thing.
It is like another cat to her full of emotions. It can be as deadly as the assanin Scrouge or as peaceful as a kittypet.She loves to swim in it enjoying the ripples and tides. She knows the river so well that she knows exactly when the fish are most numerous or when the river might swell. She seems to read its mind and knows it more than she does herself.
History: Spiritdream was the last of five in her litter. She knew little of her mother who died soon after they were born. Three of her siblings died because there was no one who could feed them. Her other brother died of greencough right after they were adopted by another queen. Spiritdream was the weakest of all yet she survived. She thinks it may be because her father needed
her more than ever when her other family died. She was apprenticed later than usual for she was still very weak. She was apprenticed to a great warrior who taught her everything he knew. He was strong and a vicious fighter and Spiritdream could not have had a better mentor. She learned alot from him and once felt she loved him. He used this to his advantage and sometimes would use her to lure in rogues without her knowing it. To keep the clan's trust he would place her in the middle of these rogues and pretend to fight a brave and bloody abttle for her. He knew he could trust her to spread tales of it with the other apprentices and soon it would reach the leader and elders and long stories would be told about him and how clever he was. But her mentor turned traitor and left. He told some rogues where the camp was and they attacked. Spiritpaw(her name then) fought furiously and they won. Spiritdream was named a warrior.
IC: Spiritdream padded under a wreath of beautiful river flowers. She purred to herself feeling happy to take part in this gorgeous day. The warm full-leaf breeze rustled her fur and she laughed a tinkling laugh. She burst into a full run her paws flying across the ground. She lept into the river at full pelt and hit the water hard. She ducked under the surface and stared about. The river was full of life she knew. It was even more beautiful down here ,more serene. Many different fish swam around her unafraid since her paws were wayed down by the water. She felt her empty lungs plea for air and kicked up to the surface. The tortieshell she-cat sucked in a breath of air and began to swim, her paws thrusting powerfully through the water. Her paws held unseen strength that belied her slender form. She swam along the midddle of the river enjoying it to the fullest. But the sun was sinking in the sky and with a growl she pulled out of the river, shook herself dry and padded off to the camp.
Password: secrets
Gender: she-cat
Rank: warrior
Clan: Riverclan
Description: Spiritdream is a beautiful she-cat with a dreamy look. Her eyes are that sparkling blue that make you think you could fall into her endless gaze. Her coat is a stormy blur of white, black and a little bit of red. Her paws look like she stepped into ashes.
Her tail is whiplike and often portrays her emotions. Her pelt is long and water slides off it as it would a duck's feathers.
Picture: I don't have any! My computer doesn't really work.
Personality: Spiritdream is a calm, effecient cat. She simply likes to look at things and watch them and see how they work. This seems to fasinate her, and she would watch them for days and study them. This peace-loving she-cat hates fighting but will fight when provoked. She believes in Starclan only because she has nothing left. She is slightly aloof and withdrawn from other cats and mostly spends her time alone. Spiritdream secretly wishes for a tom who understands her and will love her to the end. But one thing has remained steadfast for her; the river. She loves the river as much as much as it is possible to love a nonliving thing.
It is like another cat to her full of emotions. It can be as deadly as the assanin Scrouge or as peaceful as a kittypet.She loves to swim in it enjoying the ripples and tides. She knows the river so well that she knows exactly when the fish are most numerous or when the river might swell. She seems to read its mind and knows it more than she does herself.
History: Spiritdream was the last of five in her litter. She knew little of her mother who died soon after they were born. Three of her siblings died because there was no one who could feed them. Her other brother died of greencough right after they were adopted by another queen. Spiritdream was the weakest of all yet she survived. She thinks it may be because her father needed
her more than ever when her other family died. She was apprenticed later than usual for she was still very weak. She was apprenticed to a great warrior who taught her everything he knew. He was strong and a vicious fighter and Spiritdream could not have had a better mentor. She learned alot from him and once felt she loved him. He used this to his advantage and sometimes would use her to lure in rogues without her knowing it. To keep the clan's trust he would place her in the middle of these rogues and pretend to fight a brave and bloody abttle for her. He knew he could trust her to spread tales of it with the other apprentices and soon it would reach the leader and elders and long stories would be told about him and how clever he was. But her mentor turned traitor and left. He told some rogues where the camp was and they attacked. Spiritpaw(her name then) fought furiously and they won. Spiritdream was named a warrior.
IC: Spiritdream padded under a wreath of beautiful river flowers. She purred to herself feeling happy to take part in this gorgeous day. The warm full-leaf breeze rustled her fur and she laughed a tinkling laugh. She burst into a full run her paws flying across the ground. She lept into the river at full pelt and hit the water hard. She ducked under the surface and stared about. The river was full of life she knew. It was even more beautiful down here ,more serene. Many different fish swam around her unafraid since her paws were wayed down by the water. She felt her empty lungs plea for air and kicked up to the surface. The tortieshell she-cat sucked in a breath of air and began to swim, her paws thrusting powerfully through the water. Her paws held unseen strength that belied her slender form. She swam along the midddle of the river enjoying it to the fullest. But the sun was sinking in the sky and with a growl she pulled out of the river, shook herself dry and padded off to the camp.
Password: secrets
