Post by //Sunneh// is FuMiNg on Jul 11, 2010 17:04:40 GMT -6
Name: Ashheart
Age: 12 Moons
Clan: FrostClan
Gender: She-cat
Position: Warrior
Personality: Brave and strong-willed, Ashheart will do anything to defend her clan-mates. Though she is prideful, she will not deny that she is wrong (but that doesn't mean she has to like it! XD).
Though she is a seasoned warrior, she is somewhat of an annoyance to her peers; possibly the result of her playful yet somewhat sadistic sense of humor.
Description: Ashheart is an ash-gray tabby with darker flecks and stripes. Her eyes are a deep, dark blue. A moon-shaped scar runs down her chest; a reminder of her dark past.
Her short, smooth fur compliments her slim, yet muscular frame.
Parents: Strongwill (deceased clan cat) and a kittypet
Littermates: Unknown
History: Ashheart's mother died when giving birth to her, leaving Ashheart cold and alone until her father, Strongwill, found her on the edge of FrostClan's territory. Strongwill raised her well, and for a time she was happy, until the fateful day Strongwill died in battle.
Writing Example: Ashheart stalked through the forest, her blue eyes wary. It had been moons since the rogue attack, but there was no way she would let her guard down just because of that insignificant fact.
Ashheart lifted her head, scenting for prey. An unfamiliar scent wafted in her direction. She stiffened, her fur bristling, as a large cat pounced out of the bushes, cornering her against a large oak. Why didn't I scent him sooner? she asked herself with a curse, then focused her gaze on her opponent. The tall, dark tabby towered over Ashheart, his amber eyes narrowed.
"What clan were you born in?" he snarled, his teeth bared agressively. "What's it to you?" Ashheart snapped back, refusing to let a flea-bitten loner scare her."
Autobiography: I love to read, write, and draw. In fact, I've been an artist ever since I was five! I've read nearly all the Warriors Series, and love advanced RPGs. >XD Some people think of me as bossy, but I think of it as directing the people who don't know what thye heck they're doing in the right direction. I'm a considerably fast reader, so I'm easily bored.
Likes:
Poke'mon (though the episodes are starting to bore me), Star Wars, Lord of the Rings, and, well, sci-fi (most of it anyway) and fantasy in general.
Pet Peeves:
I despise the color pink, rap, people who call the Death Star "the big, round thing", and find prissy, girly-girls annoying (who doesn't? XD).
Age: 12 Moons
Clan: FrostClan
Gender: She-cat
Position: Warrior
Personality: Brave and strong-willed, Ashheart will do anything to defend her clan-mates. Though she is prideful, she will not deny that she is wrong (but that doesn't mean she has to like it! XD).
Though she is a seasoned warrior, she is somewhat of an annoyance to her peers; possibly the result of her playful yet somewhat sadistic sense of humor.
Description: Ashheart is an ash-gray tabby with darker flecks and stripes. Her eyes are a deep, dark blue. A moon-shaped scar runs down her chest; a reminder of her dark past.
Her short, smooth fur compliments her slim, yet muscular frame.
Parents: Strongwill (deceased clan cat) and a kittypet
Littermates: Unknown
History: Ashheart's mother died when giving birth to her, leaving Ashheart cold and alone until her father, Strongwill, found her on the edge of FrostClan's territory. Strongwill raised her well, and for a time she was happy, until the fateful day Strongwill died in battle.
Writing Example: Ashheart stalked through the forest, her blue eyes wary. It had been moons since the rogue attack, but there was no way she would let her guard down just because of that insignificant fact.
Ashheart lifted her head, scenting for prey. An unfamiliar scent wafted in her direction. She stiffened, her fur bristling, as a large cat pounced out of the bushes, cornering her against a large oak. Why didn't I scent him sooner? she asked herself with a curse, then focused her gaze on her opponent. The tall, dark tabby towered over Ashheart, his amber eyes narrowed.
"What clan were you born in?" he snarled, his teeth bared agressively. "What's it to you?" Ashheart snapped back, refusing to let a flea-bitten loner scare her."
Autobiography: I love to read, write, and draw. In fact, I've been an artist ever since I was five! I've read nearly all the Warriors Series, and love advanced RPGs. >XD Some people think of me as bossy, but I think of it as directing the people who don't know what thye heck they're doing in the right direction. I'm a considerably fast reader, so I'm easily bored.
Likes:
Poke'mon (though the episodes are starting to bore me), Star Wars, Lord of the Rings, and, well, sci-fi (most of it anyway) and fantasy in general.
Pet Peeves:
I despise the color pink, rap, people who call the Death Star "the big, round thing", and find prissy, girly-girls annoying (who doesn't? XD).
