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Post by {C.anary} on Jan 22, 2007 15:35:43 GMT -5
N0TE: Although there is no required length, Please be more descriptive than brown tabby, ect... Epically if you are trying out for a higher position. Try your best to make it look good.
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Name:
Gender: tom or she-cat
Age(in 1moon=1month):
Clan(SnowClan,MistClan,RiverClan,& AshClan):
Rank:
Description: Please have @ least 3 sentences.
Personality: Please have @ least 3 sentences.
Picture(If any):
History(not needed):
Password (In Rules): *this is only needed for the first bio*
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Here's a little info on the clans!!
RiverClan: The cats are smart and swift.They are very agile in and out of the water.They are thin and sleek,with muscles rippling beneath their coats.
MistClan: These cats are very intelligent!They are stealthy and fast!Their bodies are muscular and their mind always open to the possibilites!
SnowClan: These cats are elusive and mysterious.Their coats are usually thick because of the snow in the mountains and their wits sharp.They may look slow but their strenght is unmatched!
AshClan: These cats are fierceless warriors loyal to their leaders goal!Even when weak they stand as one!
*If you cat is a mentor or apprentice put the cats name!*
Example: Name: BronzeTail Apprentice: TarnishedPaw OR Name:RussetPaw Mentor:MorningDove
(Med cat apprentice,med cat,deputy,leader) Last but not least!!!
Final Format!
Current Name: Age: Clan: Gender: Rank: Mentor/Apprentice: Description: Personality: Pic: History: Password:
*I or another admin must accept your bio first,before you begin to rp.*
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Post by {C.anary} on Apr 24, 2010 18:10:16 GMT -5
www.flickr.com/photos/kevinsteele/41483881/in/photostream/
I Was Born...
Canarypaw [Canaryfeather]
she-cat
I Have Watched...
6 moons
I Give My Heart To...
MistClan
I Have The Honor Of Being An...
Apprentice
At A Glance...
Canarypaw is a very sleek orange tabby. Her fur is very soft, smooth, && short. Unlike her sisters pelt. Her coat is a very pretty light yellow with dark orange stripes. She, like her sister, has four white paws. Her tail is long and lanky. Her muscles swim underneath her coat, she is the spitting image of her father while her sister is more like her mother. Her eyes are fiery in color, very orange with dark flecks of brown near the iris. Her nose is a light pink and her maw is marked white like her sisters, only it goes a little father up and reaches her eyes giving her a more distinguished look. She is a very attractive young lady least to say.
Quickly...
Orange tabby she-cat with a sleek coat, distinguished white on the face, and fiery orange eyes to match her personality.
Great Ball 0f Fire...
Canarypaw is almost the complete opposite of her cool and collected sister. Canarypaw is very adventurous always wanting to see what's on the other side of the fence, this gets her into trouble often. However she is very lovable so getting out of trouble is easy too. She is friendly, hyper, curious, and kind. She is very close to her sister.When meeting another cat she puts her best paw forward and has many friends in different clans. She's a talker and has the best intentions for her clan. She wants to be the best and looks up to their leader with fiery eyes and ambition. She would give everything for her clan, even her life. She is fearless and fast. Always wanting to learn the ways of a good warrior.
"Live each day like it's your last, cause it very well could be."
Paw-steps Thus Far...
Canarypaw was born to Lilypad & Jaggedtooth, both members of MistClan. Her grandfather was the old medicine cat of MistClan he taught the current medicine cat. She always admired her father for his bravery and fearlessness and believes that he gave his life for his clan. She respects him so much and wishes to become a great warrior like him too someday, maybe even leader. She has one other sister, Willowpaw. When Willowpaw & Canarypaw were about 1 moon old a battle erupted between MistClan and a band of rogues on the outside border. Jaggedtooth was killed in battle. Lilypad was devastated and soon fell very ill, she didn't recover. Both kits were taken in by another she-cat who had kits (anyone want to be?) and raised by her. She was a kind mother and taught the girls well now Willowpaw plans on someday being the medicine cat, this makes Canarypaw even that much more proud of her. She can be hard headed sometimes, argumentative, thinking she is always right. She is after all a great ball of fire...
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Post by {C.anary} on Apr 24, 2010 18:11:34 GMT -5
[It's been a while I may be rusty :] ] www.mainecoon.plus.com/pets/pix/gergia.gifThey Call Me...Willowpaw {Willowsong} she-cat I Have Seen...6 moons I Live For...MistClan I Am...Apprentice [Medicine Cat pending...] Beauty Isn't Just Skin Deep...Willowpaw is a brown tabby cat, with dark brown, almost black stripes. In her brown fur are different mixes of caramel coloring that accent her hazel eyes. Her pelt unfortunately is long which doesn't keep her cool in the desert heat.She does however take very good care of it, constantly grooming it and keeping it free of knots. Her eyes are a mesmerizing green with flecks of brown around the iris. She has four white paws just like her sister. Underneath all that fur her muscle is lean and well cut. She is very agile and nimble on her paws. Her tail is long, black, and fluffy (constantly twitching when she is thinking). She has really long white whiskers, and her maw is white. Her ears have long black hair/tips on top poking out. ReferenceLong furred brown tabby she-cat with green eyes. Cool && Collected Always...She is almost the exact opposite of her sister Canarypaw. Most of the time she is quiet. Lost in deep thought; thinking of her parents, herbs, or StarClan. She is very friendly and kind though. She is soft spoken most of the time. She enjoys listening and holds her tongue till she has thoroughly thought about her response. She does not really have a temper, more cool and collected than her sister. She enjoys taking care of younger kits and the elders. She spent most of her time in the elders' den listening to their great stories of battles and tragedy. Occasionally they would talk of past medicine cats and her ears would prick up as she listened closely and contently. She is very intelligent and willing to learn. She is very respectful of all the cats, those in her clan and others.She does not trust everyone in the outside clans. She knows there is evil in some cats. She looks up to the medicine cats with great admiration. Her grandfather was one and she has made it her goal to become one too. She wants to excel at everything she does so she is easily disappointed if she fails, although it is near never. She does not like death but she accepts it because of her parents, it is the circle of life after all. "We all live to eventually die, so why not test the range of our abilities to their greatest potential?" In The Past...Willowpaw was born to Lilypad & Jaggedtooth, both members of MistClan. Her grandfather was the old medicine cat of MistClan he taught the current medicine cat before passing onto StarClan of old age. She always admired her grandfather as a kit, although she did not know him. Around the camp he was always talked highly of and her mother told her of herbs that he had taught her.She made it her goal to become a medicine cat herself and follow in his paw prints. She has one other sister, Canarypaw. When Willowpaw & Canarypaw were about 1 moon old a battle erupted between MistClan and a band of rogues on the outside border. Jaggedtooth was killed in battle. Lilypad was devastated and soon fell very ill, she didn't recover. Both kits were taken in by another she-cat who had kits (anyone want to be?) and were raised by her. She was a kind mother and taught the girls well. Now Willowpaw plans on becoming the medicine cat while her ambitious sister plans on being leader someday.
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Post by {C.anary} on Apr 24, 2010 18:12:14 GMT -5
Names Can Be Deceiving...
Swallowtail
tom
I Have Seen...
38 moons
I Prowl The Borders 0f...
SnowClan
I Take Pride In Being...
Warrior
On The Outside...
Swallowtail has a sleek black pelt. His belly and back legs are white. He looks like a black swallow, giving him his name. Although it is not the one he would've chosen... His eyes are a piercing ice blue. They have the effect of freezing other cats in their tracks. Across his right eye there is a wiry scar that cuts across diagonally. He is a rather intimidating tom. His tail is slightly longer than most cats, it helps him keep balance on the rocky cliffs of SnowClan's borders. Beneath his black coat muscles swim, his strength is easily seen. He is a medium sized cat, kinda bulky although he is not slow by far. His fangs are long and glistening and he is not afraid to show them off...
Reference
Sleek black & white tom with piercing blue eyes.
What Those Blue Eyes Hide...
Swallowtail is just as rough inside as he is on the outside. He is mysterious, quiet, and kinda a loner. He doesn't like other cats sticking their noses in his own personal business. He does not trust cats from other clans...
He is kinda mean, more temperamental than other cats in his clan, however he is a very skilled warrior. He has a temper, and slight trouble with being patient. He can be hardheaded at times. It's his way or else most of the time. He is a fierce fighter and it is extremely hard to get him to back down from a challenge. He does however have a bit of a soft spot somewhere in all that dark fur...
What's Done Is Done...
Swallowtail was always pushed to be a great fighter, even when he was a kit. His father always told him he was a baby when cried and teased him constantly. He soon learned to "suck it up." Soon he became as hard and cold as his father, sleeping away from his brothers and sisters (anyone can be one).
As an apprentice Swallowtail learned to focus his anger, his claws were swift weapons. He trained constantly, becoming one of the quickest apprentices in the clan. He loved to get fresh kill, he enjoyed the thrill of the hunt.
When he became a warrior he sat alone in silence. Staring up at StarClan. For once his father had told him he was proud of him. That however did not satisfy the young tom, it was too late now. He had now closed himself off to everyone.
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