Post by Katze on May 29, 2006 0:53:39 GMT -5
Name: Ice Holly
Do You Honor: No
Age: 6 moons
Gender: she-cat
Appearance: Has a pure white pelt, amber eyes and many black markings. She has a black diamond on her forehead, black bands on each foot and her tail looks like she dipped it in black paint. She's quick and her paws are like thorns. She is a bit small for an average apperentace, but that doesn't interfere with her battling skills; she can fight as well as any warrior.
Rp Example: A sleek white pelt paddled through the bushes, hunting for prey. She snarled silently as she heard paw steps approach her. She quickly jumped up, landing silently on a tree. She leaped on top of the stranger cat. Snarling erupted under her. Before she knew it, she was being crushed under the weight of the other cat. She had to let go and that's what she did. A fit of mewings erupted from the other cat. Ice Holly also started to laugh, it was Night Thorn, her sister. They parted ways again, hunting for prey, promising to each other that they will meet when they find some prey. Ice Holly smiled, her lips curling to revel white ivory teeth. She paddled around, smelling the clan cats everywhere. She felt something throb longingly in her heart, but shoke it off.
Clan: None
Breed: Unknown
Rank: None
History: Unknown, it's not like any cat had dared to ask a rouge her past...
Personality: Three Words: Silent, Deadly, Cold. Also sometimes sweet to whomever treats her nice and gains her trust. She had adapted all these quailities from being a rouge, may be with more warmth and kindness, you might coo the real Ice Holly out of her shell.
Codewords: Ziek and Ancient Ways
Name: Night Thorn
Do you honor: No
Age: 6 moons
Gender: She-cat
Appearance: Has night black fur. Like her sister, she has white markings: bands around her legs, a diamond on her forehead and a tail that looks like she dipped it into a twoleg paint. Her eyes are also amber, hardened cold yellow, like her sister. She is speedy and her claws are deadly. She is the younger of the two sister, and a bit smaller. That doesn't affect her skills at all, she fights as well as her sister.
RP example: Night Thorn pinned down a struggling mouse, finishing it off quickly. She heard bushes snapping. 'It can't be Ice Holly...the sound's too large.' She thought quickly. She grabbed the mouse just as the bushes parted to revel two cats, one older and one younger. She smirked, as she turned to face them. "Look! Another apprentice!" The younger one cried out. "No..." The older one's eyes narrowed. "Her scent is not of our clan; it's a rouge or a loner. Chase it off." The younger one immediately lost all his friendliness. Night Thorn stood still, moving quickly our of the way when the apprentice charged. She pinned the cat down, her claws unsheathed, poking at the tender flesh. She smirked and let the cat go, trotted into the bushes. She settled down in a bush, trying to ignore the pangs of loniness and settled down to wait for her sister. Night Thorn flicked her tail back and forth, staring unseeingly into the sky, her amber eyes clouded with thought.
Clan: None
Breed: Unknown
History: Unknown, it's not like you would sit down to chat with an cat that stole some prey from your territory...
Rank: None
Personally: A bit more active than her older sister, she is just as cold to outside cats. Her heart seemed to have frozen up, maybe becouse her mother vanished when they were three moons old. Or maybe that her body was found drifting down the river a few moons later. Scents of the clan cats surronded the body, the river hadn't washed away them all yet.
Codewords: Ziek and ancient ways
Do You Honor: No
Age: 6 moons
Gender: she-cat
Appearance: Has a pure white pelt, amber eyes and many black markings. She has a black diamond on her forehead, black bands on each foot and her tail looks like she dipped it in black paint. She's quick and her paws are like thorns. She is a bit small for an average apperentace, but that doesn't interfere with her battling skills; she can fight as well as any warrior.
Rp Example: A sleek white pelt paddled through the bushes, hunting for prey. She snarled silently as she heard paw steps approach her. She quickly jumped up, landing silently on a tree. She leaped on top of the stranger cat. Snarling erupted under her. Before she knew it, she was being crushed under the weight of the other cat. She had to let go and that's what she did. A fit of mewings erupted from the other cat. Ice Holly also started to laugh, it was Night Thorn, her sister. They parted ways again, hunting for prey, promising to each other that they will meet when they find some prey. Ice Holly smiled, her lips curling to revel white ivory teeth. She paddled around, smelling the clan cats everywhere. She felt something throb longingly in her heart, but shoke it off.
Clan: None
Breed: Unknown
Rank: None
History: Unknown, it's not like any cat had dared to ask a rouge her past...
Personality: Three Words: Silent, Deadly, Cold. Also sometimes sweet to whomever treats her nice and gains her trust. She had adapted all these quailities from being a rouge, may be with more warmth and kindness, you might coo the real Ice Holly out of her shell.
Codewords: Ziek and Ancient Ways
Name: Night Thorn
Do you honor: No
Age: 6 moons
Gender: She-cat
Appearance: Has night black fur. Like her sister, she has white markings: bands around her legs, a diamond on her forehead and a tail that looks like she dipped it into a twoleg paint. Her eyes are also amber, hardened cold yellow, like her sister. She is speedy and her claws are deadly. She is the younger of the two sister, and a bit smaller. That doesn't affect her skills at all, she fights as well as her sister.
RP example: Night Thorn pinned down a struggling mouse, finishing it off quickly. She heard bushes snapping. 'It can't be Ice Holly...the sound's too large.' She thought quickly. She grabbed the mouse just as the bushes parted to revel two cats, one older and one younger. She smirked, as she turned to face them. "Look! Another apprentice!" The younger one cried out. "No..." The older one's eyes narrowed. "Her scent is not of our clan; it's a rouge or a loner. Chase it off." The younger one immediately lost all his friendliness. Night Thorn stood still, moving quickly our of the way when the apprentice charged. She pinned the cat down, her claws unsheathed, poking at the tender flesh. She smirked and let the cat go, trotted into the bushes. She settled down in a bush, trying to ignore the pangs of loniness and settled down to wait for her sister. Night Thorn flicked her tail back and forth, staring unseeingly into the sky, her amber eyes clouded with thought.
Clan: None
Breed: Unknown
History: Unknown, it's not like you would sit down to chat with an cat that stole some prey from your territory...
Rank: None
Personally: A bit more active than her older sister, she is just as cold to outside cats. Her heart seemed to have frozen up, maybe becouse her mother vanished when they were three moons old. Or maybe that her body was found drifting down the river a few moons later. Scents of the clan cats surronded the body, the river hadn't washed away them all yet.
Codewords: Ziek and ancient ways
