Post by Super Donut on Dec 29, 2008 18:00:33 GMT -5
<Name:>
Icefang
<Clan:>
Wind-clan
<Gender:>
Tom
<Age:>
13 moons
<Rank:>
Medicine Cat
<Link to Picture:>
Icefang
<Physical Appearence/Description:>
Very small. He is about the size of a seven moon old apprentice.
Snow white. His pelt is very bright white and short. He has a strangely easy time keeping it clean. Cats never really see it dirty unless he is super busy.
Pink nose. His nose is really pink. Cute no? He doesn't think so, he thinks its girly which kind of annoys him.
Fluffy tail. For some reason though the rest of his pelt is short his tail is puffy. Probably so he can keep his tiny paws warm.
Short claws. He has very small claws.
Golden amber. His eyes are the most gorgeous shade of golden amber. They always reflect whether he is thinking hard or paying close attention to what others are saying.
He does have an illness that when he is overly stressed he will have violent seizures.
<Personality:>
Determined to earn a true name among his clan-mates. He is sometimes incredibly stubborn. He can get very irratated with warriors, especially when they do something stupid to get themselves hurt.
Proud of his clan and it's ways. He strongly believes that Wind-clan is the best clan in the entire forest.
Beyond borders like most medicine cats however. He lives to take care of cats to the best of his abilities. Even if that means helping wounded warriors from enemy clans.
Friendly but shy. He takes relationships at a slow pace.
Emotional.
Doubting of his abilities at times. He can sometimes panic when he's been thrown into strong amounts of stress.
<History:>
Born in Wind-clan. His mother was a pure white she-cat who was very very small. His father was huge. Unfortunately Icefang took after his mother.
His illness was discovered when he was about four moons. He panicked because he could not find his mother and had a seizure in the middle of camp. (Which scared the shizit out of his mother)
He tried to train as a warrior but after excercising for too long or if he knew there was going to be a big battle he would have an attack.
Became a Medicine Cat apprentice when he was eight moons old. Has been learning herbs ever since, his attacks have gone down quite a bit.
Earned his Medicine Cat name when he found a batch of horsetail when his clan desperately needed it.
<Roleplaying Example/IC:>
Entitled:
Icefang
<Clan:>
Wind-clan
<Gender:>
Tom
<Age:>
13 moons
<Rank:>
Medicine Cat
<Link to Picture:>
Icefang
<Physical Appearence/Description:>
Very small. He is about the size of a seven moon old apprentice.
Snow white. His pelt is very bright white and short. He has a strangely easy time keeping it clean. Cats never really see it dirty unless he is super busy.
Pink nose. His nose is really pink. Cute no? He doesn't think so, he thinks its girly which kind of annoys him.
Fluffy tail. For some reason though the rest of his pelt is short his tail is puffy. Probably so he can keep his tiny paws warm.
Short claws. He has very small claws.
Golden amber. His eyes are the most gorgeous shade of golden amber. They always reflect whether he is thinking hard or paying close attention to what others are saying.
He does have an illness that when he is overly stressed he will have violent seizures.
<Personality:>
Determined to earn a true name among his clan-mates. He is sometimes incredibly stubborn. He can get very irratated with warriors, especially when they do something stupid to get themselves hurt.
Proud of his clan and it's ways. He strongly believes that Wind-clan is the best clan in the entire forest.
Beyond borders like most medicine cats however. He lives to take care of cats to the best of his abilities. Even if that means helping wounded warriors from enemy clans.
Friendly but shy. He takes relationships at a slow pace.
Emotional.
Doubting of his abilities at times. He can sometimes panic when he's been thrown into strong amounts of stress.
<History:>
Born in Wind-clan. His mother was a pure white she-cat who was very very small. His father was huge. Unfortunately Icefang took after his mother.
His illness was discovered when he was about four moons. He panicked because he could not find his mother and had a seizure in the middle of camp. (Which scared the shizit out of his mother)
He tried to train as a warrior but after excercising for too long or if he knew there was going to be a big battle he would have an attack.
Became a Medicine Cat apprentice when he was eight moons old. Has been learning herbs ever since, his attacks have gone down quite a bit.
Earned his Medicine Cat name when he found a batch of horsetail when his clan desperately needed it.
<Roleplaying Example/IC:>
Entitled:
| His blood pounded in his pointed ears. His whiskers twitched with anticipation. He could feel every hair on his pelt standing on end as his mentor's tail flicked in a gesture that Icefang knew would bring him to stand at his side. 'Here it comes' He thought. His amber gold eyes shone in the moonlight. He wondered if the cat's around him could hear his heart pounding. He was sure they could. He barely listened to his mentor as the cat said his ceremony. Barely paid attention as the words, "I do." Slipped from his maw. Then his name. It was really what he had been truly listening for. Ice. Ice. Ice. Icefang. 'Icefang' He thought, as he stood up to face the other medicine cats. 'Icefang It will be a name remembered by all clans in the future to come I will do something truly great' "Just watch me." He murmured. |
