Post by thymespeckle on Apr 9, 2008 17:14:57 GMT -5
Name: Thymespeckle
Clan: Thunderclan
Rank: Warrior (wanted to be a medicine cat but Starclan had a different destiny for her)
Moons old: 22 Mooons old
Description: Thymespeckle is a light ginger tabby she-cat with dark ginger patches and a long fluffy tail. She has hazel eys rimmed with yellow and the fur around her face is lighter than the rest of her body. The ginger color fades around herface but get's daker as you move to the tip of her tail.
Personality: Thymespeckle is a stubborn and fierce she-cat. She has a compassionate side but it rarely shows when she's around others. She is strong-headed and doesn't let others tell her what to do, she has a mind of her own. She does however, love being around friends and loves little kits. She hopes one day to have kits of her own. But for now she doesn't let many see into her heart.
History: Thymespeckles history is interseting. Her mother and father were both clan cats. On the night of her mother's kitting, her farther was killed in battle and never got to see his kits. Her mother was heartbroken and soon died as well, from the pain of losing her mate. Thymespeckle has an unusually strong bond with her brother. Growing up she had dreams of one day becoming a medicine cat, but those were changed all too quickly. A sign came to Thymespeckle and she saw herself in the future. With kit's and a mate. She then knew something would happen, and that her destiny was in the paws of Starclan.
Picture: i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg123/fishpaw_photo/Bronzepaw.jpg
IC:
Thymespeckle sat at the front of the warriors den eating a vole. She watched kits playing with old moss or leaves outside the nursry, She watched apprentices play fighting in the shade of the trees in camp. She turned her head as the brambles in front of the medicine den swayed and the medicine cat stepped out. A pang of jelousy stabbed at her heart but she qiukly pushed it away. She sighed to herself. That was the one thing she had wanted and Starclan knows why, it was taken from her. Ever since she was a kit she had longed of becoming a medicine cat apprentice, and eventually a medicine cat herself. Untill that one night, the night she dreamt of her destiny. She knew it wasn't what she was destined to be, but it hurt. She closed her eys and put her head on her paws. If only things could be different, she would have all she ever wanted...
Password: Secrets
I hope that's good enough to be accepted, sorry it took so long.
So can it be accepted?
Clan: Thunderclan
Rank: Warrior (wanted to be a medicine cat but Starclan had a different destiny for her)
Moons old: 22 Mooons old
Description: Thymespeckle is a light ginger tabby she-cat with dark ginger patches and a long fluffy tail. She has hazel eys rimmed with yellow and the fur around her face is lighter than the rest of her body. The ginger color fades around herface but get's daker as you move to the tip of her tail.
Personality: Thymespeckle is a stubborn and fierce she-cat. She has a compassionate side but it rarely shows when she's around others. She is strong-headed and doesn't let others tell her what to do, she has a mind of her own. She does however, love being around friends and loves little kits. She hopes one day to have kits of her own. But for now she doesn't let many see into her heart.
History: Thymespeckles history is interseting. Her mother and father were both clan cats. On the night of her mother's kitting, her farther was killed in battle and never got to see his kits. Her mother was heartbroken and soon died as well, from the pain of losing her mate. Thymespeckle has an unusually strong bond with her brother. Growing up she had dreams of one day becoming a medicine cat, but those were changed all too quickly. A sign came to Thymespeckle and she saw herself in the future. With kit's and a mate. She then knew something would happen, and that her destiny was in the paws of Starclan.
Picture: i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg123/fishpaw_photo/Bronzepaw.jpg
IC:
Thymespeckle sat at the front of the warriors den eating a vole. She watched kits playing with old moss or leaves outside the nursry, She watched apprentices play fighting in the shade of the trees in camp. She turned her head as the brambles in front of the medicine den swayed and the medicine cat stepped out. A pang of jelousy stabbed at her heart but she qiukly pushed it away. She sighed to herself. That was the one thing she had wanted and Starclan knows why, it was taken from her. Ever since she was a kit she had longed of becoming a medicine cat apprentice, and eventually a medicine cat herself. Untill that one night, the night she dreamt of her destiny. She knew it wasn't what she was destined to be, but it hurt. She closed her eys and put her head on her paws. If only things could be different, she would have all she ever wanted...
Password: Secrets
I hope that's good enough to be accepted, sorry it took so long.
So can it be accepted?
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