Post by Firewind on Mar 11, 2007 1:12:07 GMT -5
Name: Sunightpaw
Age: 6 moons
Rank: Appretice
Clan: MountainClan
Gender: Tom
Pelt Color: His fur is a light red bronze color. His tail is long and fluffy. His whiskers are long, they are a charred black colour. His eyes are bright green. The fur on his back grows the opposite way, so he looks larger than he really is. His paws are large and sturdy.
Personality: He is loyal to all the cats in the Clan. He LOVES to help the Elders. Sunlightpaw is very persuasive. He is loving to all that are mean to him, everyone. He loves his leader too. Sunlightpaw is very adventureous, and loves to be in the pit of danger. He is a daredevil, danger is fun for him, he seems to be scared of nothing.
IC: Sunlightpaw lifted his tail as he ran towards a new area. He breath ran shallow, and he collapsed on the ground. He felt somthing pluck him up from the ground. The cats hissed looking at the light froth that outlined his jaws. His vision and word were slurred. The cats dropped him on the ground in front of the medicine cat. She nudged him and stuffed poppy seeds. She shook her head and growled at the cats to leave. She picked him up and laid him down on a pile of feathers. He curled up and purred. She smiled and padded out of the den. When he awoked cats surrounded him, and sniffed him suspiciously. He hissed and sat upright. She-cats smiled and pushed him around. He frowned and furrowed his brow. He pushed their paws away and padded around the medicine cats den. He walked out and looked at the Sun. A large grey she-cat walked up to him and smiled.
"You survived, you have been accepted into the Clan. Welcome, Sunlightpaw," She mewed. He lifted is head proudly and purred. Cats cheered his name and some sneered. He was proud of his name, and the new Clan. Sunlightpaw felt like he was accepted into something for once.
History: When he was young, his mother betrayed her Clan and brought her kits with her. He was always treated with hatred and cold shoulders. When his mother died, all loners still hated him. He ran away and collpased in MountainClan Territory. He was only 4 moons then. Luckily, a small patrol came and plucked the small bedraggled kit to their camp. He barelt made it, but he did. He has grown popular amoungst the Clan always helping the Elders without being told. All Warriors learn manners from him. He has grown since then, growing and learning every day.
Age: 6 moons
Rank: Appretice
Clan: MountainClan
Gender: Tom
Pelt Color: His fur is a light red bronze color. His tail is long and fluffy. His whiskers are long, they are a charred black colour. His eyes are bright green. The fur on his back grows the opposite way, so he looks larger than he really is. His paws are large and sturdy.
Personality: He is loyal to all the cats in the Clan. He LOVES to help the Elders. Sunlightpaw is very persuasive. He is loving to all that are mean to him, everyone. He loves his leader too. Sunlightpaw is very adventureous, and loves to be in the pit of danger. He is a daredevil, danger is fun for him, he seems to be scared of nothing.
IC: Sunlightpaw lifted his tail as he ran towards a new area. He breath ran shallow, and he collapsed on the ground. He felt somthing pluck him up from the ground. The cats hissed looking at the light froth that outlined his jaws. His vision and word were slurred. The cats dropped him on the ground in front of the medicine cat. She nudged him and stuffed poppy seeds. She shook her head and growled at the cats to leave. She picked him up and laid him down on a pile of feathers. He curled up and purred. She smiled and padded out of the den. When he awoked cats surrounded him, and sniffed him suspiciously. He hissed and sat upright. She-cats smiled and pushed him around. He frowned and furrowed his brow. He pushed their paws away and padded around the medicine cats den. He walked out and looked at the Sun. A large grey she-cat walked up to him and smiled.
"You survived, you have been accepted into the Clan. Welcome, Sunlightpaw," She mewed. He lifted is head proudly and purred. Cats cheered his name and some sneered. He was proud of his name, and the new Clan. Sunlightpaw felt like he was accepted into something for once.
History: When he was young, his mother betrayed her Clan and brought her kits with her. He was always treated with hatred and cold shoulders. When his mother died, all loners still hated him. He ran away and collpased in MountainClan Territory. He was only 4 moons then. Luckily, a small patrol came and plucked the small bedraggled kit to their camp. He barelt made it, but he did. He has grown popular amoungst the Clan always helping the Elders without being told. All Warriors learn manners from him. He has grown since then, growing and learning every day.