Post by sunsetfur on Jan 19, 2007 22:44:51 GMT -5
Name: Sunsetfur
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Clan: WindClan
Description: A slender ginger she-cat, with distinctive tabby tinges of dark copper-orange and red. Her fur is of medium length and sheds water surprisingly well; also has smaller-than-average ears and a long tail. Has bright green eyes the color of a meadow under the sun. Has a thin scar running from the base of her neck to where her left front leg joins her body.
Picture: (none)
Personality: Sunsetfur can be irritable and bad-tempered often, but normally has a calm and reflective personality plus a great sense of humor. She loves the fury of battle and the thrill of speed. She also loves kits and young cats and one day hopes to be a mother herself. She also is fascinated by the mysteries of StarClan and prophecies, and often spends time gazing at the moon and stars at night. Sunsetfur shares a close bond with her brother Windfire and is a good friend to all.
History: Sunsetfur's mother, Morningsun, died giving birth as the sun sank below the horizonline. She grew up in WindClan with her brother Windfire, under the fierce protection of her father Smokefur. As an apprentice, she loved to race other cats and was never afraid of battle.
Though a fierce warrior, she was attacked by rogues as a new warrior and acquired the dreadful scar that runs along the front of her body from an attack by a visious, unnamed browm tom-cat, rumored to be an outcast of BloodClan. It took moons to heal and still pains her to this day. She was granted permission to track down the warrior and eventually found him. They fought bitterly, but Sunsetfur won him over in the end and avenged herself by his death.
Though she loves young cats, she has never had an apprentice nor had kits of her own. Today, she spends much time racing herself on the windblown moors of WindClan territory and playfighting with warriors of her Clan.
IC: Sunsetfur bared her teeth at the ragged brown tom, who matched her stare with contempt and malice in his eyes. Without warning, he leaped at her, claws outstretched, snarling fericiously. Caught by surprise, the ginger she-cat had no time to react. Terror seized her as she felt the rogue's wicked claws rip through her fur. Blood trickled down her chest, and Sunsetfur stared in horror at the long wound that stretched from her neck to her left foreleg. Furious, she countered the brown tomcat, slashing at his nose. Horrified at her rage, the brown tom fled, leaving Sunsetfur to gaze in despair at the wound that was now a part of her, and would be always.
Secrets is da password thingy.
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Clan: WindClan
Description: A slender ginger she-cat, with distinctive tabby tinges of dark copper-orange and red. Her fur is of medium length and sheds water surprisingly well; also has smaller-than-average ears and a long tail. Has bright green eyes the color of a meadow under the sun. Has a thin scar running from the base of her neck to where her left front leg joins her body.
Picture: (none)
Personality: Sunsetfur can be irritable and bad-tempered often, but normally has a calm and reflective personality plus a great sense of humor. She loves the fury of battle and the thrill of speed. She also loves kits and young cats and one day hopes to be a mother herself. She also is fascinated by the mysteries of StarClan and prophecies, and often spends time gazing at the moon and stars at night. Sunsetfur shares a close bond with her brother Windfire and is a good friend to all.
History: Sunsetfur's mother, Morningsun, died giving birth as the sun sank below the horizonline. She grew up in WindClan with her brother Windfire, under the fierce protection of her father Smokefur. As an apprentice, she loved to race other cats and was never afraid of battle.
Though a fierce warrior, she was attacked by rogues as a new warrior and acquired the dreadful scar that runs along the front of her body from an attack by a visious, unnamed browm tom-cat, rumored to be an outcast of BloodClan. It took moons to heal and still pains her to this day. She was granted permission to track down the warrior and eventually found him. They fought bitterly, but Sunsetfur won him over in the end and avenged herself by his death.
Though she loves young cats, she has never had an apprentice nor had kits of her own. Today, she spends much time racing herself on the windblown moors of WindClan territory and playfighting with warriors of her Clan.
IC: Sunsetfur bared her teeth at the ragged brown tom, who matched her stare with contempt and malice in his eyes. Without warning, he leaped at her, claws outstretched, snarling fericiously. Caught by surprise, the ginger she-cat had no time to react. Terror seized her as she felt the rogue's wicked claws rip through her fur. Blood trickled down her chest, and Sunsetfur stared in horror at the long wound that stretched from her neck to her left foreleg. Furious, she countered the brown tomcat, slashing at his nose. Horrified at her rage, the brown tom fled, leaving Sunsetfur to gaze in despair at the wound that was now a part of her, and would be always.
Secrets is da password thingy.
Dreamy would tell you that your personality should be longer. Also, the hostory should be 2 paragraphs. I'm pretty sure the descrption would be acceptable, but it might need adding to it. 
