Post by Sabbath on Jun 1, 2006 19:17:14 GMT -5
Name: Sabbath
Do you honor?: I hate Starclan
Age: 20 moons
Gender: She-cat
Appearance: She has a white body with pitch-black paws and ears. Black encircles her eyes, like she lost a fight. Many scars are all over her body, some from herself. Her eyes are dark brown almost black. She can see though any cat, and if looks could kill a lot of cats would be dead. The tip of her tail is crooked from a badger attack. She has long claws and most of the time they are unsheathed! From behind she looks normal but when you look into her mysterious eyes you see loneliness and anger.
RP Example: Sabbath was alone the way she liked it. She was stalking through marshes when prey scent filled her nostrils. Her ears pricked as she scanned the area. Almost right in front of her was a pregnant clumsy mouse. Sabbath crouched down and with one swift movement the mouse was dead. The white and black cat ripped open the mother's stomach and fetuses came spewing out. She gulped down the mouse and left the rest for crowfood. That mouse reminded her of her parents. If StarClan controlled every pawstep they killed her parents! Memories of hearing Darkmoon and Darkleaf cry for help made her black heart race. Do I belong here Sabbath's tail sunk low I don't know how I feel, I don't know how to feel. I don't have meaning here at all. Sabbath felt so confused and lonely she stumbled her way back to her so-called "home". Where no one even noticed her. Seeing kits and their mother made her want to vomit. I don't need them, I don't need anyone, and nothing can stop me. Then why do I feel like nothing? Sabbath crawled back to her nest and thought about her mother and father, only to be disturbed by more cats. She left and sat in the shadows. Thinking of ways that she could get StarClan back, but today nothing came to mind. She was too confused about her life. She said to herself, I will go hunting; that is the only thing that makes me feel better. She got up and headed toward the camp entrance. She was about to leave when something caught her eye, a raven in the tree. She usually watched ravens flying in the sky. Some days she wished she could fly away from her problems but they would never leave her. Sabbath ignored the bird and set off towards an old tree. She lay beside it when sleep overwhelmed her. Most of the time no dreams came. She slowly awoke and stretched her back. It was about midnight, her favourite time. Sabbath walked along the borders wondering if she should leave right now or get back to her miserable life. Sabbath decided to head back, no cat noticed her absence, as usual. She crept into the warriors’ den staying far away from the other cats. Again she had a dreamless night.
Clan:ShadowClan
Rank: Warrior
Breed: British shorthair
Personality: She’s always been lonely ever since she lost her parents. They died in a fire and she heard their screams for help, but know cat even tried to soothe her. She has a twisted black heart, and never trusted any cat. She would almost do anything to die. Then at least she could be with her parents. She feels she does not have a meaning being in this world. Some days she wishes she could to erase her memories and crawl up in a hole and die! The only thing she enjoys is hunting, hoping that she is killing the parents of whatever animal she kills so there are more things in the world like her. She has no feeling left in her soul anymore, its empty. She wants to do every thing evil that she can think of.
History: She was an apprentice when her parents were killed. This was caused by a fire that she guessed StarClan sent. She talked to no one for almost a moon. The memories of her parents are playing her head like a film without sound. She has no true siblings with the exception of Chaos. Sabbath's mother, Darkleaf had a kit with some loner. All Sabbath knows is about that mouse-brained runt is that she hates her, so Sabbath returns the favour and hates her back. Sabbath could never care about her half sister Chaos or her father ((planning to find out that their half sisters soon.)) She was always pretty twisted but got even worse when her parents died. Her mother, Darkleaf always wanted to fight in a war! Her father Darkmoon was more like her but not as evil, he loved to hunt and rip though prey. Her parents had always loved her, but even they knew she was too sinister for this world. They were worried that she might not fit in, and they were right.
Code Words: Que tengas suerte,Masked
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Do you honor?: I hate Starclan
Age: 20 moons
Gender: She-cat
Appearance: She has a white body with pitch-black paws and ears. Black encircles her eyes, like she lost a fight. Many scars are all over her body, some from herself. Her eyes are dark brown almost black. She can see though any cat, and if looks could kill a lot of cats would be dead. The tip of her tail is crooked from a badger attack. She has long claws and most of the time they are unsheathed! From behind she looks normal but when you look into her mysterious eyes you see loneliness and anger.
RP Example: Sabbath was alone the way she liked it. She was stalking through marshes when prey scent filled her nostrils. Her ears pricked as she scanned the area. Almost right in front of her was a pregnant clumsy mouse. Sabbath crouched down and with one swift movement the mouse was dead. The white and black cat ripped open the mother's stomach and fetuses came spewing out. She gulped down the mouse and left the rest for crowfood. That mouse reminded her of her parents. If StarClan controlled every pawstep they killed her parents! Memories of hearing Darkmoon and Darkleaf cry for help made her black heart race. Do I belong here Sabbath's tail sunk low I don't know how I feel, I don't know how to feel. I don't have meaning here at all. Sabbath felt so confused and lonely she stumbled her way back to her so-called "home". Where no one even noticed her. Seeing kits and their mother made her want to vomit. I don't need them, I don't need anyone, and nothing can stop me. Then why do I feel like nothing? Sabbath crawled back to her nest and thought about her mother and father, only to be disturbed by more cats. She left and sat in the shadows. Thinking of ways that she could get StarClan back, but today nothing came to mind. She was too confused about her life. She said to herself, I will go hunting; that is the only thing that makes me feel better. She got up and headed toward the camp entrance. She was about to leave when something caught her eye, a raven in the tree. She usually watched ravens flying in the sky. Some days she wished she could fly away from her problems but they would never leave her. Sabbath ignored the bird and set off towards an old tree. She lay beside it when sleep overwhelmed her. Most of the time no dreams came. She slowly awoke and stretched her back. It was about midnight, her favourite time. Sabbath walked along the borders wondering if she should leave right now or get back to her miserable life. Sabbath decided to head back, no cat noticed her absence, as usual. She crept into the warriors’ den staying far away from the other cats. Again she had a dreamless night.
Clan:ShadowClan
Rank: Warrior
Breed: British shorthair
Personality: She’s always been lonely ever since she lost her parents. They died in a fire and she heard their screams for help, but know cat even tried to soothe her. She has a twisted black heart, and never trusted any cat. She would almost do anything to die. Then at least she could be with her parents. She feels she does not have a meaning being in this world. Some days she wishes she could to erase her memories and crawl up in a hole and die! The only thing she enjoys is hunting, hoping that she is killing the parents of whatever animal she kills so there are more things in the world like her. She has no feeling left in her soul anymore, its empty. She wants to do every thing evil that she can think of.
History: She was an apprentice when her parents were killed. This was caused by a fire that she guessed StarClan sent. She talked to no one for almost a moon. The memories of her parents are playing her head like a film without sound. She has no true siblings with the exception of Chaos. Sabbath's mother, Darkleaf had a kit with some loner. All Sabbath knows is about that mouse-brained runt is that she hates her, so Sabbath returns the favour and hates her back. Sabbath could never care about her half sister Chaos or her father ((planning to find out that their half sisters soon.)) She was always pretty twisted but got even worse when her parents died. Her mother, Darkleaf always wanted to fight in a war! Her father Darkmoon was more like her but not as evil, he loved to hunt and rip though prey. Her parents had always loved her, but even they knew she was too sinister for this world. They were worried that she might not fit in, and they were right.
Code Words: Que tengas suerte,Masked
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