Post by me on Jun 29, 2009 19:17:48 GMT -5
Name and previous names: Flamekit Flamepaw Flametail
Gender: She-cat
Clan: GaleClan
Ranking: Deputy
Age in moons: 18
Physical description: She is on the large side of average-sized cat. Her pelt isn't dense or sparse, but somewhere in between, perhaps tending a little more towards the "dense" side. Fur is short, sleek, and deep black, except for on her tail and the tip of her right ear -- the ear tip is dark ginger, and the tail is dark, almost black at the base, fading to bright orange tabby in the middle, with several faint cream bands towards the tip. She also has a few orange whiskers on the right side of her face. Her almond-shaped eyes are light icy blue. She has the characteristic powerful overlong hind legs of a GaleClan cat, but her forelegs, while a little shorter, are just as muscular, and her neck is also well muscled. She has big paws, with large, sharp dewclaws on her forefeet. Her tail is a little longer than average length, and tapered toward the tip, and the fur on it is slightly longer than that on the rest of her body, although it has a ragged appearance from the claw and bite scars which are scattered over it, where no fur will grow. She also has a claw-scar on her left foreleg. Her head is triangular, with a strong brow and jaw. Her fangs are thicker and longer than those of the average cat.
Mental description: She is loyal to her clan, and will defend it to the death, and maintains an air of wary respect towards other clans. However, she will go behind her leader's back and/or break the warrior code if she feels it is necessary. She has been known to be manipulative occasionally, and can be very persuasive. She doesn't particularly want the responsibility of being a leader, but at least it's better than being a follower and being ordered around all the time, and the authority and power is nice, too. Towards the cats in her clan, she is sort of friendly. She won't just walk up to a bunch of cats and start talking, but if a cat talks to her, she'll be nice enough.
Personal history: Her mother, a pure black cat, was killed in the war barely after Flametail was apprenticed, and Flametail was watched over by two of the other queens. Her father is an orange tabby rouge. Her brother and sister, which are from a younger litter, are also rouges. She has met them a few times before, although they don't know each other well. She grew up basically like a normal apprentice, but after she became a warrior, the leader began to take an interest in her, and when the old deputy was killed, the leader chose her as the new deputy, despite her barely having been a warrior for one moon and having trained no apprentices. There was a small scandal, but by now most cats have forgotten about it and accept her as their deputy -- she has shown herself to be competent, indeed better than competent.
Places role-played in:
Dusk patrol
The gathering -- midst of war
Gender: She-cat
Clan: GaleClan
Ranking: Deputy
Age in moons: 18
Physical description: She is on the large side of average-sized cat. Her pelt isn't dense or sparse, but somewhere in between, perhaps tending a little more towards the "dense" side. Fur is short, sleek, and deep black, except for on her tail and the tip of her right ear -- the ear tip is dark ginger, and the tail is dark, almost black at the base, fading to bright orange tabby in the middle, with several faint cream bands towards the tip. She also has a few orange whiskers on the right side of her face. Her almond-shaped eyes are light icy blue. She has the characteristic powerful overlong hind legs of a GaleClan cat, but her forelegs, while a little shorter, are just as muscular, and her neck is also well muscled. She has big paws, with large, sharp dewclaws on her forefeet. Her tail is a little longer than average length, and tapered toward the tip, and the fur on it is slightly longer than that on the rest of her body, although it has a ragged appearance from the claw and bite scars which are scattered over it, where no fur will grow. She also has a claw-scar on her left foreleg. Her head is triangular, with a strong brow and jaw. Her fangs are thicker and longer than those of the average cat.
Mental description: She is loyal to her clan, and will defend it to the death, and maintains an air of wary respect towards other clans. However, she will go behind her leader's back and/or break the warrior code if she feels it is necessary. She has been known to be manipulative occasionally, and can be very persuasive. She doesn't particularly want the responsibility of being a leader, but at least it's better than being a follower and being ordered around all the time, and the authority and power is nice, too. Towards the cats in her clan, she is sort of friendly. She won't just walk up to a bunch of cats and start talking, but if a cat talks to her, she'll be nice enough.
Personal history: Her mother, a pure black cat, was killed in the war barely after Flametail was apprenticed, and Flametail was watched over by two of the other queens. Her father is an orange tabby rouge. Her brother and sister, which are from a younger litter, are also rouges. She has met them a few times before, although they don't know each other well. She grew up basically like a normal apprentice, but after she became a warrior, the leader began to take an interest in her, and when the old deputy was killed, the leader chose her as the new deputy, despite her barely having been a warrior for one moon and having trained no apprentices. There was a small scandal, but by now most cats have forgotten about it and accept her as their deputy -- she has shown herself to be competent, indeed better than competent.
Places role-played in:
Dusk patrol
The gathering -- midst of war