Post by wildheart on Feb 1, 2009 22:11:05 GMT -5
Name:Swifttail
Gender: Shecat
Clan:Wind
Age: 15 moons
Rank: warrior
Physical Description: Swiftail Is very petite. Her torso Is deep, and her bottom half is slender, a perfect build for streaking across the moors. Her fur is a Mousy brown, with little flicks of choco brown mixed in. The tip of her tail, her snout, and the insides of her ears is a creamy Milky coulour. Swiftail also has big feet, something she gets teased about constantly. But her Claws are curved inwards more then most cats, which gives her advantage on the Battlefeild.(she kinda hooks the flesh.)
Personality:Swifttail is bold, hyper, and a bit of a drama queen. She loves to chit chat with every one, but she can sometimes sound a tad rude and bratty at times. She takes pride in her clan, and her apearence, And if she were a human in highschool she would most likely be voted miss popularity. (not the mean clique kind, but the social butterfly type.)
History:Swifttail was born in leaffall, about the time the leaves turn red. It had been an easy birth, And swifttail was the first one out. Swifttail looooooved to whine and cause a rucas when she was wee, but never to impose...just an act of attention hogging. (she somewhat outgrew this behaviour). As an apprentice she may have seemed like a teachers pet, but really she was using authority's trust to her advantage. She perfected her lying technique, and can lie even to the scariest of cats with out as mch as batting an eye. This worked well for her, and she worked in several more late night adventures then most of the other apprentices.
Swifttail became a warrior at 13 months, a moon later then her littermates due to an injury she sustained while chasing a rabbit and tripping over a rock. (she broke her ankle bone in like, 3 places).
IC: Blinking in the early morning sun, Swifttail streched and scrammbled to her paws. Her back ached from all hunting she did yesterday. She took a satisfied sniff. Of course she did the best, after all, she did put extra effort. And boy where those rabbits juicy. Just thinking about fresh kill made her tummy ruble. She stalked off torwards the freshkill pile. Nothing but a bird. ew.
Codeword:Skyclan
Other:
(she has the build of a cornish rex) heres a pic i found..doesnt mtch exactly, but you get the idea.http://tomitapio.deviantart.com/art/SX100-IS-example-cat-show-93706313
ignore the cat in the back...the sleeping one looks like Swiftail..
Gender: Shecat
Clan:Wind
Age: 15 moons
Rank: warrior
Physical Description: Swiftail Is very petite. Her torso Is deep, and her bottom half is slender, a perfect build for streaking across the moors. Her fur is a Mousy brown, with little flicks of choco brown mixed in. The tip of her tail, her snout, and the insides of her ears is a creamy Milky coulour. Swiftail also has big feet, something she gets teased about constantly. But her Claws are curved inwards more then most cats, which gives her advantage on the Battlefeild.(she kinda hooks the flesh.)
Personality:Swifttail is bold, hyper, and a bit of a drama queen. She loves to chit chat with every one, but she can sometimes sound a tad rude and bratty at times. She takes pride in her clan, and her apearence, And if she were a human in highschool she would most likely be voted miss popularity. (not the mean clique kind, but the social butterfly type.)
History:Swifttail was born in leaffall, about the time the leaves turn red. It had been an easy birth, And swifttail was the first one out. Swifttail looooooved to whine and cause a rucas when she was wee, but never to impose...just an act of attention hogging. (she somewhat outgrew this behaviour). As an apprentice she may have seemed like a teachers pet, but really she was using authority's trust to her advantage. She perfected her lying technique, and can lie even to the scariest of cats with out as mch as batting an eye. This worked well for her, and she worked in several more late night adventures then most of the other apprentices.
Swifttail became a warrior at 13 months, a moon later then her littermates due to an injury she sustained while chasing a rabbit and tripping over a rock. (she broke her ankle bone in like, 3 places).
IC: Blinking in the early morning sun, Swifttail streched and scrammbled to her paws. Her back ached from all hunting she did yesterday. She took a satisfied sniff. Of course she did the best, after all, she did put extra effort. And boy where those rabbits juicy. Just thinking about fresh kill made her tummy ruble. She stalked off torwards the freshkill pile. Nothing but a bird. ew.
Codeword:Skyclan
Other:
(she has the build of a cornish rex) heres a pic i found..doesnt mtch exactly, but you get the idea.http://tomitapio.deviantart.com/art/SX100-IS-example-cat-show-93706313
ignore the cat in the back...the sleeping one looks like Swiftail..
