Post by hæna on Mar 29, 2015 14:08:43 GMT -5
Name: Boulderclaw
Sex: Tom
Age: 20 moons
Clan: SunClan
Rank: Warrior
Eye Colour: Green
Reference: 500px.com/photo/89541299/murphy-by-peter-steffensen
Large brown-gray tom with white patches
Strength: 4
Defense: 2
Agility: 2
Stealth: 1
Tracking: 3
Personality: Enjoys fighting and hunting, although he isn't very good at the latter. Show-offish and snarky. Dislikes kits and elders and is disrespectful. Considers himself and SunClan better than MoonClan and the Lake Clans. Afraid to show weakness.
History: Boulderclaw is the son of a SunClan queen and a loner father. He grew up relatively normal without much trouble through his kithood and apprenticeship. He is a younger warrior of SunClan and looks up to the senior warriors. He was very close to his grandfather, and when he died, Boulderclaw became very afraid to grow old.
Heritage: Mother: Whitetail - a small, fluffy white queen
Father: Dune - a huge, stocky, brown tabby loner tom
Brother: Barkfang - a light brown tabby tom
Sister: Snowleg - a small white she-cat
Role-Play Example: [excerpt from a RP of my medicine cat character Mottleleaf]
As she sat in her den with Owlstar, she nervously twitched her whiskers and shuffled a dry herb back and forth between her paws. She averted her eyes from Owlstar's as she leaned closer and meowed. "Has StarClan spoken to you about anything lately? They've been quiet for me..." Mottleleaf sighed, looking down - still avoiding eye contact. She was afraid of StarClan and felt embarrassed because of it; after all, what kind of medicine cat is afraid of StarClan?
"I don't know if they're quiet because it's peaceful or because something has gone completely awry--" She perked her ears as Sparklight approached, coughing. Her eyes widened in a mixture of curiosity and worry. "Sparklight, are you sick? Maybe you should sit in my den for a little while. If you're sick, your unborn kits could be, too." She turned her head to Owlstar and motioned that it was alright for him to leave - they could talk later. Mottleleaf's attention was focused on Sparklight now. "I'd appreciate the help, Sparklight. Let me check up on you first..."
Sex: Tom
Age: 20 moons
Clan: SunClan
Rank: Warrior
Eye Colour: Green
Reference: 500px.com/photo/89541299/murphy-by-peter-steffensen
Large brown-gray tom with white patches
Strength: 4
Defense: 2
Agility: 2
Stealth: 1
Tracking: 3
Personality: Enjoys fighting and hunting, although he isn't very good at the latter. Show-offish and snarky. Dislikes kits and elders and is disrespectful. Considers himself and SunClan better than MoonClan and the Lake Clans. Afraid to show weakness.
History: Boulderclaw is the son of a SunClan queen and a loner father. He grew up relatively normal without much trouble through his kithood and apprenticeship. He is a younger warrior of SunClan and looks up to the senior warriors. He was very close to his grandfather, and when he died, Boulderclaw became very afraid to grow old.
Heritage: Mother: Whitetail - a small, fluffy white queen
Father: Dune - a huge, stocky, brown tabby loner tom
Brother: Barkfang - a light brown tabby tom
Sister: Snowleg - a small white she-cat
Role-Play Example: [excerpt from a RP of my medicine cat character Mottleleaf]
As she sat in her den with Owlstar, she nervously twitched her whiskers and shuffled a dry herb back and forth between her paws. She averted her eyes from Owlstar's as she leaned closer and meowed. "Has StarClan spoken to you about anything lately? They've been quiet for me..." Mottleleaf sighed, looking down - still avoiding eye contact. She was afraid of StarClan and felt embarrassed because of it; after all, what kind of medicine cat is afraid of StarClan?
"I don't know if they're quiet because it's peaceful or because something has gone completely awry--" She perked her ears as Sparklight approached, coughing. Her eyes widened in a mixture of curiosity and worry. "Sparklight, are you sick? Maybe you should sit in my den for a little while. If you're sick, your unborn kits could be, too." She turned her head to Owlstar and motioned that it was alright for him to leave - they could talk later. Mottleleaf's attention was focused on Sparklight now. "I'd appreciate the help, Sparklight. Let me check up on you first..."