Character Name: Hawkwing
Character Age: 14moons
Gender: She-cat
Alliance: RiverClan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance (6 or more sentences): She is a fawn cat with patches of white on her chest and belly (all white) legs (all 4 white) and the tip of her tail. She has bright blue eyes, that look like your gazing into the depths of the river. Being in many battles before she has a few battle scars, but most noticeable is her torn right ear. She has long claws, that she keeps sharp, and ready for battle, or hunting. Her tail Is short though, not long like most cats her short tail works as a rudder, but dose not allow her ability to climb trees well or balance well. She can be a cluts and trips over her own paws all the time while running, but in the water she moves like the fish she hunts. She smaller ears with no tuffs on the ends, but they are good at hearing, and can pick up whispers about her.
Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements): She is a loving cat, who thinks of others before herself. She loves to hang out with her clan-mates, but she hates the way gossip flies through camp like fleas. She is strong and cunning, but also kind and caring. When talking to kits she tends to talk to them like little warriors, not like babies. She treats everything equal, even the other animals in the forest. She loves life, and wishes to live it to the fullest. When she does stay in, which is not often, she daydreams of swimming, and hunting in her dream forest. Her dream forest is a place in her mind, somewhere nobody can hurt her. She wishes her dreams could come true and she could be able to breath underwater. That is where she is happiest, when she is underneath the calm river's waves, or if she can't be in the water then she enjoys being in the forest, in the shade of a willow tree. That is what her dream land is like, full of willows and prey and rivers and oceans, her perfect place. She goes 'there' when things become too stressful for her, or when she needs to think.
---Likes (at least 3):Swimming in green-leaf, catching snow-flakes on her tongue in leaf-bare, catching falling leaves in leaf-fall, and watching baby bunnies in new-leaf. also kits, friendly cats, and being alone/with friends.
--- Dislikes (at least 3): green-cough and sickness, Gossip, Pig headed cats.
---Strengths (No MORE than 5): long claws, good swimmer, calm personality (wont act rash), good fighter
---Weaknesses (At least 3): Short tail and lack of balance, bad tree climber, thinks with others in mind rather than herself (can be seen as a weakness or strength)
History (8 or more sentences): When Hawkwing was an apprentice her mother was killed by a badger, and her Brother was killed by a Bloodclan cat. Before her mother died she taught her to always think rationally, and put others before herself. But in a fit of anger, she attacked the cat who had killed her brother. She was powered by rage, and beat the cat but had her but had gained a few scars that would follow her forever. While almost killing the Bloodclan cat she realized what she was doing and instead of killing the cat she drove it off with wounds it would remember. She would forever be shamed for almost killing the cat, and to make up for her mistakes she always tries to follow her mother's advice. When she had just became a warrior she found a baby bunny with a broken leg. She felt bad for the poor thing and took care of it teaching it to speak cat, and everything she knew about fighting. She knew all the other cats would think she was crazy for taking care of a rabbit, and teaching it to fight, using it's sharp little claws and sharp little teeth, but something about the little one reminded her of a kit. She saved the bunny and learned it's language, and sometimes even talked to the other rabbits. Now that the rabbit is all grown, she contents herself by watching the little bunnies that grow in Riverclan territory. Because of this she never kills rabbits, and never eats rabbits. Only if she is starving will she break this code of honour.
Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio): Hawkwing walked out of the warrior's den appreciating the sun shining on her fawn and white pelt. She walked forward her white paws seeking a dry and non muddy path. She didn't mind walking in puddles, but cleaning the mud between her paws was unbearable! She padded towards the fresh-kill pile her stomach rumbling. She stifled a yawn, the night before had been a gathering and she had not gotten to sleep until well after moon-high. Her blue eyes were clouded with sleep, and she still had bits of moss in her pelt that she had not seen earlier. When she got to the fresh-kill pile she picked up two mice, and settled down nearby to eat her meal. While she ate she listened to the other cats gossiping 'listen to them! They are no better than kits, spreading stories!' she thought to herself angrily, without realizing it she dug her claws deep into one of the mouse's little bodies. She realized what she was doing, and pulled her claws out, sighing. 'They have as much right to their gossip,' she told herself, 'as I do to these mice.' She sighed once more, then stood. Her meal finished she padded towards the entrance of camp. She nodded to the cats she saw waving her tail at others, and sometimes even saying hello to her friends. She was itching to leave camp though, so she continued on avoiding the worst of the mud. She walked down the familiar trail, her mind full of the scents of prey and growing things. She took a great breath, her mouth open, to catch the scent of the place she was headed. The scent washed over her, and excitement flooded through her veins. She picked up here pace, until she was pelting through the forest, bounding over logs, and debris that got in her way. Then finally she made it to the riverbed. She didn't slow as she reached the side of the river, instead she kept on running then she leaped into the deep water. Her head went under and she slowly opened her eyes underwater. It stung a little, but she was used to the sensation, and she continued to sink towards the bottom. As she sunk she saw little fish swimming by and she loved her the way the cool water washed around her. She wished, as she did everyday, that she could breath underwater, that she could live in this murky world forever. She knew she had to resurface, so she struck out with her powerful paws, and swam strongly for the surface. Her head broke through the surface, and she let out a gasp, and then she gulped in the sweet smelling air. She swam towards the shore, wishing she could stay in the water forever, but already she was getting cold, all the way to the bone. She struck out with her paws, knowing the river floor was just under her paws. Finally her paws hit ground, and she climbed gracefully out of the water. She shook her short fur, and walked into a patch of sun, near an oak tree. She lay down and started to groom her fur, knowing that it will dry quickly in these conditions.
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oh and about the being able to talk to other animals I have bought it but I dont know how to use it... :P
so here is it (i just copied and pasted it, is that ok?)
Second language for a character The ability of one animal to speak the language of a different animal. This can apply to a cat or non cat. The character needs to have had a background that provides a valid reason for how they learnt this language, such as a kittypet living with a dog. Note on purchased characters of a powerful species {Dogs, wolves, cougars, etc.}: They may not be purchased to become goons/allies for a pseudoclan or any other type of group. It's not only abuse of power, it's against our realism rules. Paid: 2000
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