Post by *~.Dawnflame.~* on Oct 30, 2007 7:16:59 GMT -5
Name: Dawnflame
Age: 16 moons
Alliance: WindClan
Rank: Warrior
Gender: She-Cat
Appearence:
Age: 16 moons
Alliance: WindClan
Rank: Warrior
Gender: She-Cat
Appearence:
Dawnflame has smooth, lustrous coat which covers a medium, muscular body with medium legs and a medium tail. Her head is triangular, but not delicate, with large, almond-shaped eyes that are slightly slanted and large, pointed ears. Darker marking can be found on legs, tail, face and ears. She has white powerful paws. Her eyes blue in color. They can be mistaken for fireflies when shone under the stars of Silverpelt.Personality:
Dawnflame hates to be ignored. She prefers a great deal of companionship and attention. Her heart is pure. She willHistory:
Abide the warrior code. She hardly turns down another cat’s request. She is loyal to both Starclan and Windclan. She kept her friendship and clan as a powerful treasure to her. Never had she been rude to her fellow clan mates. She is a warrior where every clan wants.
Dawnflame was born in Windclan. She never know her parents as they had died when attacked by a fox. She was only a tiny kit then. Blind,hopeless. But luck always found her when a patrol managed to witness the scene. She was carried back to camp. She was never taken aback even though she had lost her parents or worse, never even knew who they are.Roleplay Example:
The bright moon shrouded in the misty grey clouds. The forest was getting darker and darker by the minute. Dawnflame was out for a night hunt. When she was back in camp, she could not even shut her eyes! She gotten bored of lying around in the den, doing nothing but watch the rise and fall of her den mates’ tummy. So, what else could she do but go for a hunt. The forest sounds of the night were loud enough for her to hear. The sound of the cricket hovers around the air. Dawnflame took light steps when walking in the forest. She doesn’t want to create any annoying noise which might scare away the prey. Her ears and nostrils are her only friends which might help her find some prey. Crackle, crackle…. Dawnflame stopped. Surely I heard that…Crackle, crackle. Indeed she was right! So, other than standing like a tree, she crept closer to it. Slowly, slowly… The scent of mice hung in the air, which of course entered her nostrils. It ended in front of a mount of dead leaves. She dropped into a crouch, getting ready for her big leap. Any minute now…[/] And… “RAWR!” she cried. But was she surprised to see not one but lots and lots of mice! “Gosh! Is this a miceclan or something?” she cursed. Fortunately, she managed to bite a few mice. While the rest of the mice scattered away, she placed her fresh-kill down. “Whoa! Four in a time! Cool!” she purred. After trying to fit every mice hanging from her jaw, she trotted back to camp, feeling rather proud and lucky for managing to catch such numeber of mice.Code Word: Walk with Starclan
