Post by Sparrowheart on Oct 7, 2006 21:43:08 GMT -5
Name: Birchpelt
Previous Names: Birchkit - Birchpaw
Clan: SparkClan
Gender: She-Cat
Rank: Warrior
Age: 28 moons
Appearance: Her coat is white, tan, grey, and black all blended together like birchbark. Her eyes are dark green with flecks of blue. She is very small considering her age, but is very strong. Unlike most cats, her paws are very and unusually small. Thus making her a very balanced cat. Thin, slender and can fit through almost any small opening. Espically tree hollows.
Personality: She is kind, generous, and thoughtful. When it comes to learning, she is always patient and attentive. When met in battle she is fierce warrior, just like her parents before they died. She's like that because she takes mostly after her mother, Reedsong. Unless they are enemy cats, she treats every cat with a respectful and kind attitude. When she was younger she was very quiet and shy, now that she's older she's very bold and very talkitive.
History:Birchpelt was born and raised in RiverClan. Her
parents, were killed in a dog raid when she was two moons old. She was taken in by another cat and his mate, whose firstborn kit also died in the dog raid. Even though Birchpelt was raised by a different family, her foster parents told her wonderful stories about her parents in life. Her mother had the same personality traites as herself, while her father was a notorious prankster in youth but
managed to mature as he grew older. Though her father still had enough kit in him to play a very well known prank on the Elders, the summer before she was born. When she gained apprenticeship, she was assigned to her foster parents' second and last kit now warrior, Thornreed. Thornreed was more older brother to younder sister than mentor to apprentice. They were inseperable. As Birchpaw grew older she also grew more bolder and pretty. From the shy little kit grew a bold strong-willed warrior. Her foster
parents, and her foster brother couldn't have been more proud. When she gained her warriorship she also gained a new name appointed by her foster father. That new name is Birchpelt.
Epilouge:Shortly after both her foster father and Thornreed died in a rouge attack. Her foster mother died shortly afterwards from grief.
Rp Example: Birchpelt crouched in a small clump of reeds, waiting. A few birds tweeted, a fish jumped, other than that silence. Then loud mewing of two warriors broke the silence. "Did you hear about that minor battle against those rouges? I heard some died." one mewed.
"I heard about the battle but I didn't hear about anycat dying," the the other replied. "Who died?"
"Thornreed."
"Any others?"
"No,"
Birchpelt was horrow struck. " Thornreed..? This can't be.." she though. Every thought was racing through her head like scared mice. "I can't belive it" She almost jumped out of the reeds, to demand the truth out of the two. But then they would discover she was listening in...
Previous Names: Birchkit - Birchpaw
Clan: SparkClan
Gender: She-Cat
Rank: Warrior
Age: 28 moons
Appearance: Her coat is white, tan, grey, and black all blended together like birchbark. Her eyes are dark green with flecks of blue. She is very small considering her age, but is very strong. Unlike most cats, her paws are very and unusually small. Thus making her a very balanced cat. Thin, slender and can fit through almost any small opening. Espically tree hollows.
Personality: She is kind, generous, and thoughtful. When it comes to learning, she is always patient and attentive. When met in battle she is fierce warrior, just like her parents before they died. She's like that because she takes mostly after her mother, Reedsong. Unless they are enemy cats, she treats every cat with a respectful and kind attitude. When she was younger she was very quiet and shy, now that she's older she's very bold and very talkitive.
History:Birchpelt was born and raised in RiverClan. Her
parents, were killed in a dog raid when she was two moons old. She was taken in by another cat and his mate, whose firstborn kit also died in the dog raid. Even though Birchpelt was raised by a different family, her foster parents told her wonderful stories about her parents in life. Her mother had the same personality traites as herself, while her father was a notorious prankster in youth but
managed to mature as he grew older. Though her father still had enough kit in him to play a very well known prank on the Elders, the summer before she was born. When she gained apprenticeship, she was assigned to her foster parents' second and last kit now warrior, Thornreed. Thornreed was more older brother to younder sister than mentor to apprentice. They were inseperable. As Birchpaw grew older she also grew more bolder and pretty. From the shy little kit grew a bold strong-willed warrior. Her foster
parents, and her foster brother couldn't have been more proud. When she gained her warriorship she also gained a new name appointed by her foster father. That new name is Birchpelt.
Epilouge:Shortly after both her foster father and Thornreed died in a rouge attack. Her foster mother died shortly afterwards from grief.
Rp Example: Birchpelt crouched in a small clump of reeds, waiting. A few birds tweeted, a fish jumped, other than that silence. Then loud mewing of two warriors broke the silence. "Did you hear about that minor battle against those rouges? I heard some died." one mewed.
"I heard about the battle but I didn't hear about anycat dying," the the other replied. "Who died?"
"Thornreed."
"Any others?"
"No,"
Birchpelt was horrow struck. " Thornreed..? This can't be.." she though. Every thought was racing through her head like scared mice. "I can't belive it" She almost jumped out of the reeds, to demand the truth out of the two. But then they would discover she was listening in...