Posts by wildhorses12

Character Name: LionSong

Gender: Tom

Alliance: ThunderClan

Rank: Warrior

Appearance: http://oi53.tinypic.com/e7awdu.jpg

Personality: Very loyal to his clan, LionSong devotes himself to his leader with total seriousness. He creates an outward image that he seems tougher than most and can deal with the most challenging of things, yet, on the inside, he can be sensitive and a big-hearted softy. His strength and courage make up for what he lacks in speed and stamina. LionSong is a very calm-natured tom, but he can get a little cantankerous if annoyed.

History: LionSong was born within Thunderclan. His parents were two warriors who mysteriously vanished one day. Some think they ran off together, others think they were killed while out on a hunt. No one knows. LionSong was taught by OneEar and earned his warrior name. He is now a warrior and has not yet taught his own apprentice.

Character Name: CloverEye

Gender: She-Cat

Alliance: RiverClan

Rank: Warrior

Appearance: http://oi52.tinypic.com/301da9k.jpg

Personality: CloverEye is kind of snooty and sometimes aloof. She doesnt like being told what to do constantly and she likes it when people mind their own buisness. She is one of those that is "all bark and no bite." CloverEye isn't always snotty to others, for she can be kind when she wants to be. But watch it: if you decide to get on her bad side, you might not ever see her good side again. She can get very bitter when rubbed the wrong way.

History: Growing up in the clan, her parents died in battle and her mentor was mauled by a dog that had got loose and found him during a hunt. She grew up the way she did because her mother was the same way.

Character Name: CrowHeart

Gender: Tom

Alliance: WindClan

Rank: Warrior

Appearance: http://oi56.tinypic.com/261ezh5.jpg

Personality: CrowHeart is the most gentle cat out there. He doesn't mind a lot of attention, but he perfers to be alone. Despite his name, he is loving and tender when others give him the chance to be. He is naturally not very social but that could change if he meets someone who meets his interests one day. He can also be romantic, but that's his little secret.

History: Growing up with his parents, he never made friends easily and was always shy. Now that he is older, he has decided he isn't shy, just not very social. He grew closer to his mother than his father and he became a warrior young because of his speed and accuracy.

The tom padded into the den, his black tail flicking with nervousness and anticipation. CrowHeart wondered to himself who would be present to greet him. Even though he had been born within the clan, this was his first encounter as a warrior, and he wanted to meet his future friends and clan mates. His icy cobalt gaze swept around the area as he lowered himself to his haunches and curled his tail around his paws.

The golden tom padded into the area, his crip honey orbs glanced calmy around. Recieving his warrior name was such an honor and now it was time for him to show himself worthy to his clan. LionSong lowered his frame to the domain of the warrior's den and curled his tail around his left hind, relaxing as he patiently waited for an already inhabited warrior to show theirself.

The she-cat trotted into the warrior's den, her tail raised high. Now that she had her warrior's name, she would no longer tolerate the immature tauntings of the older warriors, for now she was finally among them at last. CloverEye's emerald optics flashed with a sense of self-pride as she darted her gaze around, looking for any warrior who dared to present theirselves.

Name: HopePaw
Gender: She-Cat
Looks: http://oi52.tinypic.com/2mw9hnc.jpg
Personality: Sweet and caring, HopePaw has spirit and she's not afraid to show it. This little kit is passionate about her training and wants to do her best to become a warrior just like her father. HopePaw is always optimistic and always sees the good in people. Whoever mentors this kit will be lucky.
History: HopePaw was born in the clan and her mother raised her. Her father was a warrior who died in battle when she was younger. She only rembered seeing him once, and her mother told her all the time that is how she got the flecks of orange tabby in her snow white pelt, which she got from her mother. Now that she has reached six moons, she is ready to train to become a warrior and protect her clan.

Name: BluePaw
Gender: Tom
Looks: http://oi52.tinypic.com/2zyln9s.jpg
Personality: BluePaw can be slow and easily-distracted, but don't let that distract you from his friendliness and hardworking attitude. He has been eager to be old enough to be picked by a mentor. Sometimes a little too energetic, you rarely find him in the dumps. Also, he isn't afriad to say what's on his mind whenever, wherever he is. Which tends to get him into trouble.
History: BluePaw was born in the clan and his parents were both warriors. He has watched them hunt and fight before and he has always wanted to become a warrior so he can defend his clan.

CloverEye eyed the newcomer up and down with her steady gaze. Her emerald orbs took in the shape of the other cat before her and she let out a small snort of a retort.
"CloverEye."
She watched the she-cat carefully, the end of her tail flicking.

((OOC: Clover can be a bit snooty XD Im not like that irl, but I thought it would be fun to create a character with that kind of personality.))

Name: HopePaw
Gender: She-Cat
Clan: ThunderClan
Looks: http://oi52.tinypic.com/2mw9hnc.jpg
Personality: Sweet and caring, HopePaw has spirit and she's not afraid to show it. This little kit is passionate about her training and wants to do her best to become a warrior just like her father. HopePaw is always optimistic and always sees the good in people. Whoever mentors this kit will be lucky.
History: HopePaw was born in the clan and her mother raised her. Her father was a warrior who died in battle when she was younger. She only rembered seeing him once, and her mother told her all the time that is how she got the flecks of orange tabby in her snow white pelt, which she got from her mother. Now that she has reached six moons, she is ready to train to become a warrior and protect her clan

Oh! Ok, thank you! My bad lol

HopePaw lowered her haunches to the domain and curled her orange tail around her tiny white paws bashfully. She was both nervous and excited about meeting the other apprentices. Her lobes flicked with anticipation as her icy blue eyes flitted around, trying to find any movement among the den. She had finally become one was ready to do her part in her clan.
I hope they like me...
She thought to herself as she lowered her gaze to her paws, where she lifted her right one and groomed it, patiently waiting.

BluePaw padded into the den, his heart beating with excitment. He felt as if it were almost going to jump out of his chest. The sunlight's rays caused his dark grey pelt to turn to a blue shade of slate as he lowered his belly to the ground.
He had finally become an apprentice! Now, he just had to be mentored. He purred happily to himself as he sat and looked around with his yellow gaze, looking for other apprentices to meet and begin new friendships with.

Hopepaw looked up at the small tom who was brave enough to introduce himself. She smiled at the kit and replyed, "Hi, Windpaw, I'm Hopepaw. It's nice to meet you!" Her bright blue eyes flashed with happiness as she introduced herself. The white kit seemed nervous and she stood up, flicking her tail in a playful manner.
"I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to make new friends!" She purred softly, a smile glistening in her ice blue eyes.

The she-cat lowered her belly to the ground and curled her tail around her back left leg. Her ears restlessly twitched, picking up all the different sounds around her. Hopepaw's gaze turned to the male kit and noticed he was almost the same color as her.
"Hey, were both white!" She pointed to his tail with her paw. "Except I have an orange tail and orange ears."

Hopepaw giggled as she watched the tom play. She rolled over onto her side and swished her tail back and forth, watching the kit find his whiskers entertaining.

The tom perked his ears and turned his head, his gaze moving to the she-cat who had - to him, unknowingly - been napping in the corner of the den. Taking in the female's form, he noticed her fur seemed ruffled from where she had been sleeping on it and then recently rolled over onto it. He thought he remembered seeing her in the crowd of warriors during his ceremony, but there were so many cats she could have easily been any of the others at a glance. Even if he couldn't remember correctly, she atleast was familiar to him.
Lowering his head, he bowed back with respect to the familiar she-cat.
"Hello, Mistycloud." A warm smile pulled at his lips as he asked her out of generocity, "Did I interupt your nap?"

Bluepaw smiled at the sight of the two apprentices and bowed his head in greeting respectfully. "I am new! I'm Bluepaw. It's nice to meet you Silverpaw and Thunderpaw." He stood up and shook the dust from his blue tinted slate pelt.

Lionsong nodded in understanding. "I'm sure it will take me no time to get used to the coming of more newcomers." Stretching out his hind legs, he decided to stay in the den a little while longer. Knowing that it got crowded sometimes with warriors, he wanted to stay and talk. Hunger did not tease his stomach, and neither did thirst, so he curled his tail around his back leg and tucked his front paws into his chest.

Hopepaw watched him stand quickly and realized her laughter must have offended him. She had not been making fun of his playing, she had only him humorous. Thinking to herself, she sprang up onto her paws and fluffed out her fur playfully, pretending to be bigger than she was. A giggle tickled her throat as she made her fur stand on end. With speed, her paw reached out and batted at his tail. A chirp of playfullness escaped her lips as she laughed. "Do you want to play?"

Bluepaw looked over at Silverpaw and nodded towards the kit. "Yes, she did. It's really exciting! Now I just have to find a mentor who can teach me." The small tom sat on his haunches and scratched an itch on the back of his ear. The thought of meeting new apprentices and making friends sparked a flame of joy in his heart. No matter what happened, he was ready. He felt like climbing the world's tallest tree or chasing the world's fastest rabbit. Being in high spirits made him feel greatly optimistic.

The she-kit looked around the den and relaxed her fur. "I don't know. I'm sure we can find something to do." Suddenly, she caught sight of a large pebble a few kit-lengths away. She frolicked over to where the small rock, about the size of her largest pad, lay still and lifeless on the ground. Getting an idea, she began hopping around it playfully and batting it between her paws. With a gentle push, she rolled it over to where the small tom stood. The rock rolled and slowed to a stop beside the white kit's paw.