Post by Frosty on Mar 13, 2010 19:45:43 GMT -5
Name: Silverstar
Age: 20 Moons
Gender: Shecat
Rank: Leader
Clan: Mistclan
Breed: Mixed
Personality:
Age: 20 Moons
Gender: Shecat
Rank: Leader
Clan: Mistclan
Breed: Mixed
Personality:
Silverstar is a gentle, peace-loving cat. She likes to be close with her ancestors. She is always calm, even in the direst situations, and know that panicing won't do anything. Though, Silverstar can be rash sometimes, the she-cat often has trouble making decisions. She respects everybody in her clan, from the smallest kit, to the oldest elder. Her trust can easily be manipulated, which can lead to her downfall one day. The she-cat loves to chat to anybody, even a small kit. She cares for her clan more than she cares for herself, and would do anything to protect it.Apperance:
Silverstar is a lean, sleek gray and blue cat. Her calm, green eyes can giver a soft glow, and she is fairly muscled, giving her the advantage in most battles.The only thing that marks her glossy fur is the marking like a fox's tail, but it is black. Her ears are large, with a battle-scar on the back or her left ear. She has small paws, but make up for it with her balance, she can balance on thing very well, and often hides in the mist, which gives her another advantage when fighting in Mistclan territory.History:
Silverstar's history was hurtful. Yet maddening. Her siblings were killed when they were kits. Her mother, Sparrowflight, was killed shortly after she was born, when a clan invaded the camp. She was passed on to another queen, Crowpelt, and taken care of that afterward. Everything was fine after that, she was of course, named Silverpaw, and then Silverclaw for her warrior name. She was finally chosen for deputy and changed into a leader when the former leader died.RPG Example:
A silver and blue cat stood crouched down on the undergrowth, her catch unaware of the cat behind it. A smell of mice enticed her nose, but she couldn't jump until the very right time. After seconds, maybe even minutes passed, Silverstar pounced on the mice. biting down on it's neck and killing it. Happy with her kill, she took it back into the camp where her clan was waiting, and dropped it off in the Fresh-Kill pile.