Post by Hollybranch on Oct 18, 2006 15:14:34 GMT -5
Name:Oaktree
Gender: Tom
Clan:Sparkclan
Age: 45 moons
Rank: warrior
Description/Peltage:
Oaktree is a dark brown tabby. His tabby like features are a darker brown then the background color pelt. His name came from the tree like shaped stripes that run down the side of him.
His eyes are a emerald like green. They are almost all emerald beside the small outer and inner ring of brown. They sparkle very easly.
His paws are the darker brown. They are large but not huge. His claws are strangely pure white.
Personality:
Oaktree's personality is very nice. He his loving and caring to his clan. He will help anybody in any kind of danger. Carrying kits,hunting,gaurding,etc. But, strangly he can be the strictest meanest, uncarring cat in the world when it comes to his clan and how good it is. He hates other clans he charrishes the life of his clan and treats his clan as if it was the best. He wants his clan to be great and succeed. He will fight for the rights of his clan more then any other clan.
History:
The young kit was born in Leaf-bare. His father at the time was fighting for his mothers life and his. His mother had gone into labor right went they were battling agaisnt duskclan. He was born prematurely(if that can happen with cats
! XD). His mother was going to die no matter how hard he fough for her for she was sick and no medicine cat was there. And it ended up his mother died right secounds after him being born. (he wasnt named at the time so well just to make it easier instead of saying the no named kit i'm going to right oakkit!) Oakkit was born into battle. His father now fighting his hardest not to lose his only son turned his back to look at him and was killed. A hatred clan cat killed him witha chomp at the neck. Only minutes after his birth and he was motherless and fatherless. Once the battle over he mewed and was brought to a queen. He nursed from her and his life then started over there and then. The ginger queen nursed him till he was a apprentice. When a apprentice he acceptd that his father and mother were dead. As a apprentice he was treated like any other. His days were normal just hanging around doing what so ever. Training and so forth. When made a awarrior then he was treated differently. His clan had formed to be great buds with A clan. Oaktree hated this clan for what they did to his dad. SO one day he snarled at the leader and he was treated differently. Eventually the friendship ended and war came over again. This time the warrior that had killed his dad was killed, he killed him self by stabbing his neck. WHY? Because he couldnt help him self from killing Oaktree for Oaktree looks identical to his father.
RP Example:
Oaktree purked his ears up, he heard the sound of a vole skidder near him. With out make a leaf crackle he turned to were the sound came. He spotted the soon-to-be lifeless animal. He got down into hunters crouch, evended his weight. He then prowled up to it and prounced on it. He killed it with a quick bite to the neck. "Sorry little thing but we need food desperatly, it is Leaf-bare(or fall wich?) and good is very small." He then picked it up and headed back to the other places were he had barried his small catches.
Gender: Tom
Clan:Sparkclan
Age: 45 moons
Rank: warrior
Description/Peltage:
Oaktree is a dark brown tabby. His tabby like features are a darker brown then the background color pelt. His name came from the tree like shaped stripes that run down the side of him.
His eyes are a emerald like green. They are almost all emerald beside the small outer and inner ring of brown. They sparkle very easly.
His paws are the darker brown. They are large but not huge. His claws are strangely pure white.
Personality:
Oaktree's personality is very nice. He his loving and caring to his clan. He will help anybody in any kind of danger. Carrying kits,hunting,gaurding,etc. But, strangly he can be the strictest meanest, uncarring cat in the world when it comes to his clan and how good it is. He hates other clans he charrishes the life of his clan and treats his clan as if it was the best. He wants his clan to be great and succeed. He will fight for the rights of his clan more then any other clan.
History:
The young kit was born in Leaf-bare. His father at the time was fighting for his mothers life and his. His mother had gone into labor right went they were battling agaisnt duskclan. He was born prematurely(if that can happen with cats
! XD). His mother was going to die no matter how hard he fough for her for she was sick and no medicine cat was there. And it ended up his mother died right secounds after him being born. (he wasnt named at the time so well just to make it easier instead of saying the no named kit i'm going to right oakkit!) Oakkit was born into battle. His father now fighting his hardest not to lose his only son turned his back to look at him and was killed. A hatred clan cat killed him witha chomp at the neck. Only minutes after his birth and he was motherless and fatherless. Once the battle over he mewed and was brought to a queen. He nursed from her and his life then started over there and then. The ginger queen nursed him till he was a apprentice. When a apprentice he acceptd that his father and mother were dead. As a apprentice he was treated like any other. His days were normal just hanging around doing what so ever. Training and so forth. When made a awarrior then he was treated differently. His clan had formed to be great buds with A clan. Oaktree hated this clan for what they did to his dad. SO one day he snarled at the leader and he was treated differently. Eventually the friendship ended and war came over again. This time the warrior that had killed his dad was killed, he killed him self by stabbing his neck. WHY? Because he couldnt help him self from killing Oaktree for Oaktree looks identical to his father. RP Example:
Oaktree purked his ears up, he heard the sound of a vole skidder near him. With out make a leaf crackle he turned to were the sound came. He spotted the soon-to-be lifeless animal. He got down into hunters crouch, evended his weight. He then prowled up to it and prounced on it. He killed it with a quick bite to the neck. "Sorry little thing but we need food desperatly, it is Leaf-bare(or fall wich?) and good is very small." He then picked it up and headed back to the other places were he had barried his small catches.
