Post by Battooth on Oct 9, 2007 17:05:59 GMT -5
Roleplayer Information:
Name / Nickname:Battooth/Bat
Number of characters: Two
Character Information:
Name: Mistheart
Age: 39 moons
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Previously of EarthClan, now of SkyClan
Appearance: A she-cat with soft, slightly longer than usual, gray fur. She has subtle darker gray stripes all down her back and on her tail, with a few stray markings on her face. She has deep amber eyes.
Personality: She was originally a very lively young she-cat, but after the death of her parents, she calmed down a lot. She is rather aloof from her Clan, because she sometimes feels as if they still don’t want her, even after all these moons. She’s fine with close friends though, and every moon at the Gathering, she becomes very happy and excited, because she gets to see her brother and old Clanmates.
Kin: Battooth (brother)
Mate/Crush: None
Kits: None
Apprentice: Open
History: She has one brother who lives in EarthClan. She left EarthClan about a moon after they both became warriors when their parents died. Mistheart’s mother was killed while fighting a badger, and her father died shortly after, supposedly of a broken heart. Soon after their parents died, Mistheart decided EarthClan reminded her too much of her mother and father, and decided to leave. She was accepted- if not willingly- into SkyClan, and has servedd loyally ever since. She is terrified one day she may have to fight the cats she once called Clanmates, or worse, her only brother. Her best friend in SkyClan is Flamefoot.
Roleplay Sample:
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Desperation found it’s way into a skinny tom’s voice. The tom was almost pure black, except for a white spot on his chest. He was disproportionate, with large ears, long legs, and a longer tail.
“I’m very sure Battooth,” came the determined reply.
Two cats stood at the very edge of EarthClan’s territory, the scent of SkyClan filling their nostrils. The two looked almost nothing alike, except for their eyes. Their eyes were almost exactly the same color, a nice deep amber.
“But I won’t get to see you anymore!” the first cat- Battooth- said wretchedly. “I might have to fight you! You might have to fight me!”
“Don’t you think I’ve thought of that?” the she-cat he was talking to spat. “Don’t you think I’d rather not have to do this? I don’t want to fight you, or any other EarthClan cat. I won’t either. But I will be joining SkyClan, if they’ll take me. Battooth, just try to understand; ever since our parents died, I’ve been miserable. EarthClan reminds me too much of them.”
“But Mistheart,” the tom tried again.
Mistheart interrupted firmly, cutting off her brother with her tail and her words. “No. I’m going. Tell everyone I just have to do this.” She glanced over the border, her soft gray fur prickling with anticipation.
Battooth watched his sister, taking in every mouse-length of her appearance. Everything, from her amber eyes, to her gray fur, to the subtle, darker gray stripes all along her body. “Alright,” he finally said, his voice quavering. “Mistheart. I’ll miss you.”
The gray she-cat turned her head to look back at her brother. “I love you Battooth. Don’t be a mouse-brain.” She gave his huge black ears a thorough lick before standing and walking over the border. “I’ll see you at the Gatherings,” she called over her shoulder.
She glanced back one last time, then stalked swiftly away. Now wasn't the time for regrets. She had crossed into enemy territory, and if she went back now, she'd get her Clan and leader in a lot of trouble with SkyClan.
"Calm down Mistheart," the young warrior meowed softly to herself. "You'll be fine. They'll let you join. Just relax."
Having said this, she plunged deeper into SkyClan territory, her head and tail held high.
Name / Nickname:Battooth/Bat
Number of characters: Two
Character Information:
Name: Mistheart
Age: 39 moons
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Previously of EarthClan, now of SkyClan
Appearance: A she-cat with soft, slightly longer than usual, gray fur. She has subtle darker gray stripes all down her back and on her tail, with a few stray markings on her face. She has deep amber eyes.
Personality: She was originally a very lively young she-cat, but after the death of her parents, she calmed down a lot. She is rather aloof from her Clan, because she sometimes feels as if they still don’t want her, even after all these moons. She’s fine with close friends though, and every moon at the Gathering, she becomes very happy and excited, because she gets to see her brother and old Clanmates.
Kin: Battooth (brother)
Mate/Crush: None
Kits: None
Apprentice: Open
History: She has one brother who lives in EarthClan. She left EarthClan about a moon after they both became warriors when their parents died. Mistheart’s mother was killed while fighting a badger, and her father died shortly after, supposedly of a broken heart. Soon after their parents died, Mistheart decided EarthClan reminded her too much of her mother and father, and decided to leave. She was accepted- if not willingly- into SkyClan, and has servedd loyally ever since. She is terrified one day she may have to fight the cats she once called Clanmates, or worse, her only brother. Her best friend in SkyClan is Flamefoot.
Roleplay Sample:
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Desperation found it’s way into a skinny tom’s voice. The tom was almost pure black, except for a white spot on his chest. He was disproportionate, with large ears, long legs, and a longer tail.
“I’m very sure Battooth,” came the determined reply.
Two cats stood at the very edge of EarthClan’s territory, the scent of SkyClan filling their nostrils. The two looked almost nothing alike, except for their eyes. Their eyes were almost exactly the same color, a nice deep amber.
“But I won’t get to see you anymore!” the first cat- Battooth- said wretchedly. “I might have to fight you! You might have to fight me!”
“Don’t you think I’ve thought of that?” the she-cat he was talking to spat. “Don’t you think I’d rather not have to do this? I don’t want to fight you, or any other EarthClan cat. I won’t either. But I will be joining SkyClan, if they’ll take me. Battooth, just try to understand; ever since our parents died, I’ve been miserable. EarthClan reminds me too much of them.”
“But Mistheart,” the tom tried again.
Mistheart interrupted firmly, cutting off her brother with her tail and her words. “No. I’m going. Tell everyone I just have to do this.” She glanced over the border, her soft gray fur prickling with anticipation.
Battooth watched his sister, taking in every mouse-length of her appearance. Everything, from her amber eyes, to her gray fur, to the subtle, darker gray stripes all along her body. “Alright,” he finally said, his voice quavering. “Mistheart. I’ll miss you.”
The gray she-cat turned her head to look back at her brother. “I love you Battooth. Don’t be a mouse-brain.” She gave his huge black ears a thorough lick before standing and walking over the border. “I’ll see you at the Gatherings,” she called over her shoulder.
She glanced back one last time, then stalked swiftly away. Now wasn't the time for regrets. She had crossed into enemy territory, and if she went back now, she'd get her Clan and leader in a lot of trouble with SkyClan.
"Calm down Mistheart," the young warrior meowed softly to herself. "You'll be fine. They'll let you join. Just relax."
Having said this, she plunged deeper into SkyClan territory, her head and tail held high.