Post by Newt on Oct 28, 2014 16:15:58 GMT -5
ooc:// I cba to make a table at this time of night, I'll make one for her on saterday when Im next free
Name: Cloudwhisper
Gender: Female
Age: 19 moons
Clan: Thunderclan
Position: Warrior
Quick Description: A warm grey she-cat with green eyes who has PTSD
Description: Cloudwhisper is a warm grey she-cat. On her front left leg is a black lightning shape. She has bright green eyes that you disappear into, there never seems to be an end. Her underbelly is a snowy shade of white, and her ears have long white strands of hair from the top that are fluffy, but in the rain they make her head look like a drowned rat. Her deep green eyes are always happy and dancing about. She is well suited to hunting, and looks majestic and sleek whilst doing so. Her body is well build for hunting. Her tail has a few scars on it that she received from a fox when she was young, and can be noticed when you are close to them.
Personality: Cloudwhisper has a very open heart, she is loving and will help others through tough times. She has a naturally kind and bubbly personality and tries her best; she is naturally someone who tries hard in everything she does. If anyone asks her to do a favour, you can know that she would do it, even if her day is already packed full. She has many friends. However, Cloudwhisper can sometimes be a bit arrogant, witch can lead friends away from her. She often thinks she's better that she really is, but she still tries her hardest for her clan, and no-one can deny her loyalty. She can get a bit too hostile towards the other clans, if Cloudwhisper catches another clan cat on her territory, she would get quite provoked, and chase them off in an instant. Her personality changes from this to a stuttering, rambling wreck (a bit like golum) when the memories of her past come to life, her past is to blame for this.
Skills: Cloudwhisper has a well build body that is long and sleek, giving her many advantaged in battle. Her long powerful legs help her run fast and dodge enemies, Her long legs are equipped with sharp claws, that together create a mean and nasty belly rake. Cloudwhisper's long legs help her in hunting. She can hunt almost everything. She doesn't hunt fish though.
Likes/Dislikes: Cloudwhisper only has a couple of dislikes, one of witch : swimming. She has a horrid fear of drowning. No one knows this and when she had to go to the small stream to drink, she is very cautions not to fall in. Cloudwhisper also hates intruders. If she caught another cat on her territory she would really have to resist fighting them. Needless to say, she would still chase them of, and give them a small scratch or two. For this, dislike is a understatement, Cloudwisper is petrified of foxes, this is due to her PTSD (Post-Traumatic-Stress-Disorder) wich stems from her past. She goes into a weird state of mumers and shivering whenever she hears of fox attacks or any traces of fox in the air around her. However, Cloudwhisper likes most other things with an exception here and there that she doesn't know about yet. But, one of her favourite things in life to do is hunt, she cant get enough of it. Cloudwhisper loves the way the wind ruffles her fur, and then the feeling afterwards, when everyone is enjoying the food you brought to them.
History: Cloudwhisper had a fairly average kit-hood, she had lots of fun, and made lots of friends. When she was an apprentice, now by the name of Cloudpaw she trained hard and fed the Elders till they said no more. One day Cloudpaw went out to do a little extra for the Fresh-kill pile.Scenting the air Cloudpaw picked up a strong scent of blackbirds coming from the tree above her. So focused on the birds, so crouched up-wind. Climbed up the tree, but was then dragged down by a force defiantly bigger that her. When she opened her eyes again she say a orange dog-like creature. Fox! panic struck her, no matter how much she tried to fight free, the fox was making more and more progress to kill her. She was getting tired, and soon the fox would be able to kill her before she could even call for help. Her cries filled the area, she had never been to good at fighting. She started to get tired, her desperate attempts at fighting getting sloppier and sloppier. Cloudpaw was now crying, not wanting to admit that this was the end. Just when she was about to give up, her grey pelt now sticky and red with her own blood, a patrol had just turned up, and with a last final push she kicked her hind legs at the fox. Then everything went black.
When Cloudpaw woke up she was in the medicine cat den, where Echoclan's medicine cat was crouched above her, telling Cloudpaw that she would heal in time. But was lucky that she survived the attack. Cloudpaw had been rescued at the last possible minuet of survival. If any more blood was lost Cloudpaw might not have made it. It took several moons to heal, but Cloudpaw was a good patient, and let her body heal at its own pace. However, even though she had physicaly healed, she had developed a mental syndrome from this. Nevertheless Cloudpaw was constantly whining, wishing she could go back outside and have fun. She always makes sure she pays attention to her surroundings when she hunts now, and doesn't tend to hunt by herself as much any more.
ooc:// This is really, truely terribly written yet hopefully you get the jist of her character. On Saterday I will probably re-write this to a higher level of writting as this is awful. And sorry, no table. I'm just really lazy right now
Name: Cloudwhisper
Gender: Female
Age: 19 moons
Clan: Thunderclan
Position: Warrior
Quick Description: A warm grey she-cat with green eyes who has PTSD
Description: Cloudwhisper is a warm grey she-cat. On her front left leg is a black lightning shape. She has bright green eyes that you disappear into, there never seems to be an end. Her underbelly is a snowy shade of white, and her ears have long white strands of hair from the top that are fluffy, but in the rain they make her head look like a drowned rat. Her deep green eyes are always happy and dancing about. She is well suited to hunting, and looks majestic and sleek whilst doing so. Her body is well build for hunting. Her tail has a few scars on it that she received from a fox when she was young, and can be noticed when you are close to them.
Personality: Cloudwhisper has a very open heart, she is loving and will help others through tough times. She has a naturally kind and bubbly personality and tries her best; she is naturally someone who tries hard in everything she does. If anyone asks her to do a favour, you can know that she would do it, even if her day is already packed full. She has many friends. However, Cloudwhisper can sometimes be a bit arrogant, witch can lead friends away from her. She often thinks she's better that she really is, but she still tries her hardest for her clan, and no-one can deny her loyalty. She can get a bit too hostile towards the other clans, if Cloudwhisper catches another clan cat on her territory, she would get quite provoked, and chase them off in an instant. Her personality changes from this to a stuttering, rambling wreck (a bit like golum) when the memories of her past come to life, her past is to blame for this.
Skills: Cloudwhisper has a well build body that is long and sleek, giving her many advantaged in battle. Her long powerful legs help her run fast and dodge enemies, Her long legs are equipped with sharp claws, that together create a mean and nasty belly rake. Cloudwhisper's long legs help her in hunting. She can hunt almost everything. She doesn't hunt fish though.
Likes/Dislikes: Cloudwhisper only has a couple of dislikes, one of witch : swimming. She has a horrid fear of drowning. No one knows this and when she had to go to the small stream to drink, she is very cautions not to fall in. Cloudwhisper also hates intruders. If she caught another cat on her territory she would really have to resist fighting them. Needless to say, she would still chase them of, and give them a small scratch or two. For this, dislike is a understatement, Cloudwisper is petrified of foxes, this is due to her PTSD (Post-Traumatic-Stress-Disorder) wich stems from her past. She goes into a weird state of mumers and shivering whenever she hears of fox attacks or any traces of fox in the air around her. However, Cloudwhisper likes most other things with an exception here and there that she doesn't know about yet. But, one of her favourite things in life to do is hunt, she cant get enough of it. Cloudwhisper loves the way the wind ruffles her fur, and then the feeling afterwards, when everyone is enjoying the food you brought to them.
History: Cloudwhisper had a fairly average kit-hood, she had lots of fun, and made lots of friends. When she was an apprentice, now by the name of Cloudpaw she trained hard and fed the Elders till they said no more. One day Cloudpaw went out to do a little extra for the Fresh-kill pile.Scenting the air Cloudpaw picked up a strong scent of blackbirds coming from the tree above her. So focused on the birds, so crouched up-wind. Climbed up the tree, but was then dragged down by a force defiantly bigger that her. When she opened her eyes again she say a orange dog-like creature. Fox! panic struck her, no matter how much she tried to fight free, the fox was making more and more progress to kill her. She was getting tired, and soon the fox would be able to kill her before she could even call for help. Her cries filled the area, she had never been to good at fighting. She started to get tired, her desperate attempts at fighting getting sloppier and sloppier. Cloudpaw was now crying, not wanting to admit that this was the end. Just when she was about to give up, her grey pelt now sticky and red with her own blood, a patrol had just turned up, and with a last final push she kicked her hind legs at the fox. Then everything went black.
When Cloudpaw woke up she was in the medicine cat den, where Echoclan's medicine cat was crouched above her, telling Cloudpaw that she would heal in time. But was lucky that she survived the attack. Cloudpaw had been rescued at the last possible minuet of survival. If any more blood was lost Cloudpaw might not have made it. It took several moons to heal, but Cloudpaw was a good patient, and let her body heal at its own pace. However, even though she had physicaly healed, she had developed a mental syndrome from this. Nevertheless Cloudpaw was constantly whining, wishing she could go back outside and have fun. She always makes sure she pays attention to her surroundings when she hunts now, and doesn't tend to hunt by herself as much any more.
ooc:// This is really, truely terribly written yet hopefully you get the jist of her character. On Saterday I will probably re-write this to a higher level of writting as this is awful. And sorry, no table. I'm just really lazy right now
