Post by ßlueefire.xx on Jan 31, 2009 5:58:56 GMT -5
Name: Blueefire
(I prefer to keep the double e s)
Gender: she-cat
Clan: Thunderclan
Age: 60 moons old? (i think that makes me...5?)
Rank: warrior
Physical Description: A blue-gray cat. No battle marks, for not having seen much battles. Her eyes were an orange or a deep amber that seemed to flare when she becomes angered.
Personality: A good loyal warrior who tries to do whats right. She tries to keep strong between her family and is easily shaken by grief. Can be a bit bossy at times and always will achieve to do her best. She also does have a few mood swings...
History: Blueefire doesn't have much of a history. Her father was Melted Ice, a gray tom, an escapee of another group of cats that were slaves to wolves. She has no memory of her mother's name except that she has darker fur.
IC (in character): Blueefire strode through the forest. Her eyes were saddened with grief. Grief that was coming from confusion. She didn't understand it. She had started to become more confused. Some might joke that it was age, but she wasn't old... or very old at least.
Her eyes darted to the shadows, she didn't know if she waited for something to jump out at her or if she was waiting for someone to greet her. Her life was full of chaos, other were getting overwhelmed which put more on her shoulders.
She shook her fur against the cold as she walked on. She hoped that the crisp, fresh air would clear her mind. If it did she could return to camp relaxed and ready to deal with anything or anyone.
Other:
(I prefer to keep the double e s)
Gender: she-cat
Clan: Thunderclan
Age: 60 moons old? (i think that makes me...5?)
Rank: warrior
Physical Description: A blue-gray cat. No battle marks, for not having seen much battles. Her eyes were an orange or a deep amber that seemed to flare when she becomes angered.
Personality: A good loyal warrior who tries to do whats right. She tries to keep strong between her family and is easily shaken by grief. Can be a bit bossy at times and always will achieve to do her best. She also does have a few mood swings...
History: Blueefire doesn't have much of a history. Her father was Melted Ice, a gray tom, an escapee of another group of cats that were slaves to wolves. She has no memory of her mother's name except that she has darker fur.
IC (in character): Blueefire strode through the forest. Her eyes were saddened with grief. Grief that was coming from confusion. She didn't understand it. She had started to become more confused. Some might joke that it was age, but she wasn't old... or very old at least.
Her eyes darted to the shadows, she didn't know if she waited for something to jump out at her or if she was waiting for someone to greet her. Her life was full of chaos, other were getting overwhelmed which put more on her shoulders.
She shook her fur against the cold as she walked on. She hoped that the crisp, fresh air would clear her mind. If it did she could return to camp relaxed and ready to deal with anything or anyone.
Other:
