Post by Silverstorm on Jun 14, 2008 18:06:27 GMT -5
Name: Ashpool
Gender: She-cat
Age: 11 moons
Clan: ThunderClan
Position: Warrior
Appearance: Her pelt is mostly gray her apart from her right paw which is a lighter gray almost white similar to her sister's. Ashpool's underbelly has a small splash of of a lighter gray, but not as light as her right paw. Her coat is somewhat silky and short. Ashpool's body is lithe with tall limbs and muscular hind legs making her a better hunter then fighter. She has bright yellow eyes with darker flexes of amber in them.
Personality:She's a bit shy at first, but when you get to know she feels more comfortable to talk. Ashpool is very well tempered, she can be kind and patient when she feels like it, but can also be quick to fight. She is friendly and she likes to go on long hunting patrols with her friends. She is a skilled fighter, but she is an expert hunter. She is gentle with her clanmates but when it comes to battle, she is very aggressive.
History: Ashpool was always a ThunderClan at that is where loyalty will aways remain. Her parents were the same. Her father was killed in a border battle. Ashpool's mother and two siblings were all killed by the life-taking disease, green-cough, leaving her with one sibling, Silverstorm. They died just before they could see either of them made apprentice. Since her sister is smaller then her, and the only one left to her family, she always felt that it was her job to look after her. But when Silverstorm chose the path of a medicine cat it became harder to be with her while Ashpool held the duties of a warrior and Silverstorm was always caring for others as a medicine cat.
RP Sample: The sun had only just began to rise as Ashpool slipped across the forest floor. The low sun warmed her pelt as she scented her prey. To her left she could smell a mouse and to the right a small rabbit. Instinctively she moved towards the rabbit, the bigger of the two. Slowly she moved stalking towards the rabbit, careful not to make a single sound. As soon as she was within leaping distance she jumped onto the rabbit. With a bite into its neck the rabbit became still.
Gender: She-cat
Age: 11 moons
Clan: ThunderClan
Position: Warrior
Appearance: Her pelt is mostly gray her apart from her right paw which is a lighter gray almost white similar to her sister's. Ashpool's underbelly has a small splash of of a lighter gray, but not as light as her right paw. Her coat is somewhat silky and short. Ashpool's body is lithe with tall limbs and muscular hind legs making her a better hunter then fighter. She has bright yellow eyes with darker flexes of amber in them.
Personality:She's a bit shy at first, but when you get to know she feels more comfortable to talk. Ashpool is very well tempered, she can be kind and patient when she feels like it, but can also be quick to fight. She is friendly and she likes to go on long hunting patrols with her friends. She is a skilled fighter, but she is an expert hunter. She is gentle with her clanmates but when it comes to battle, she is very aggressive.
History: Ashpool was always a ThunderClan at that is where loyalty will aways remain. Her parents were the same. Her father was killed in a border battle. Ashpool's mother and two siblings were all killed by the life-taking disease, green-cough, leaving her with one sibling, Silverstorm. They died just before they could see either of them made apprentice. Since her sister is smaller then her, and the only one left to her family, she always felt that it was her job to look after her. But when Silverstorm chose the path of a medicine cat it became harder to be with her while Ashpool held the duties of a warrior and Silverstorm was always caring for others as a medicine cat.
RP Sample: The sun had only just began to rise as Ashpool slipped across the forest floor. The low sun warmed her pelt as she scented her prey. To her left she could smell a mouse and to the right a small rabbit. Instinctively she moved towards the rabbit, the bigger of the two. Slowly she moved stalking towards the rabbit, careful not to make a single sound. As soon as she was within leaping distance she jumped onto the rabbit. With a bite into its neck the rabbit became still.
