Post by splash on Aug 15, 2011 20:59:45 GMT -5
Flamepool
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Splash
Name: Flamepool
Gender: She-cat
Age: 23 moons
Clan: Shadowclan
Ranking: Deputy
Description:
Body:
She's well muscled, but, due to her often stealthy movements, this is often hard to tell. This also makes her look skinny. This is true as well. Her stomach does not hang. This means that she has muscles where they're useful, on her legs and shoulders, and remains slender. She moves with a certain grace, and, even when she walks slowly, no sound comes from her steps. She's not tall, or long. She's actually smaller then most cats. This, has never mattered in a battle before. She's still strong and fast.
Pelt:
She has a short, thick pelt. It works well for everything. Brambles slide easily through it, giving her an advantage when, in battles, Thunderclan drives cats into brambles. It never seems to get dirty, always looking clean, though, she never cares to wash it. It's a smokey/dark gray color, giving her the ability to blend in in any forest. It has the faintest of tabby markings, on her forehead. Her tail is tipped with the slightest bit of black.
Eyes:
Her eye's are dark green, with a light green circle around them. They're the only intimidating thing about her. She's great at staring anyone down, for the same eye's that can look soft and loving, can look cold and dangerous. They have many perfectly acute feelings that are easy to see, but, when necessary, these can be easily faked and hidden. This means seeing isn't always believing when you look into these green orbs.
Other:
Her senses are unusually sharp. This has been a useful skill for years. For hunting, especially, she's a great tracker. Her nose is dark gray, along with her whiskers. She is almost impossible to see in a forest.
Personality:
~Leaderly~
Though she's only a deputy, she has that way about her that makes you want to listen to her. And if you do, it's hard not to believe her. Sadly, this doesn't mean what you're telling her is the truth. She naturally isn't afraid of going first, and loves leading patrols, and making decisions.
~Careful~
She doesn't rush into things, without over viewing all the options on how to get out of it. She'll make a whole plan, before doing anything of the slightest danger.
~Cleaver~
She's great at thinking of these plans in little to no time at all! She can find a foolproof way to do almost anything. You don't have to worry if she's the one who made up a battle plan.
~Not understanding~
She has trouble understanding the emotions of other cats. This means she can seem a little heartless. But, don't take her insults seriously. They're most likely always a mistake.
History:
"Kithood"
She was born into a litter of three kits. She had a brother and a sister, named Smokekit and Nightkit. She was first named Graykit for her gray pelt, then named Flamekit for her personality. She always had been in charge of her litter-mates, though it annoyed Smokekit to no end.
"Apprenticeship"
They were all given their apprentice names, and Smokepaw was made the Medicine cat's apprentice. Their training went on for three moons, when Smokepaw was killed by a rouge. Nightpaw was never the same. So were their parents. Before Flamepaw became a warrior, her parents ate death-berries, killing them self's out of grief.
Nightpaw now felt terribly unloved, but, like Flamepaw, finished the rest of her apprentice life.
"Warrior life"
Nightpaw was named Nightheart, and Flamepaw, Flamepool. Nighthaert and Flamepool were given apprentices. Though they both trained great warriors, Flamepool was the one appointed deputy only a few moons later.
"Deputy"
She hasn't been deputy for a moon yet, and has yet to go to a gathering. This story has yet to be written.
Anything else: Thank you Falling!
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