Character Name: Skyheart
Character Age: eighteen moons.
Gender: female.
Alliance: thunderclan.
Rank: warrior.
Appearance (6 or more sentences):
Skyheart is a somewhat small she cat. Her pelt is a snowy white splashed with a cloudy grey. She has a soft and sleek coat that is short in length. Her eyes are a lovely shade of green. Her visage is rounded and she has a friendly face. Her body is lithe and toned and she is rather strong for her small build. She has a long tail and medium length legs. Her teeth and claws are like the thorns on a brier bush and are perfect for hunting the small prey that scurries about through the Thunderclan territory. One downside of her appearance, however, is that her clouded pelt makes her easily spotted in the forests and on the moors. But, she comes with the advantage of having light and quiet paw steps, making her able to move stealthily and unheard. She has a smile that could capture the heart of any cat. It has a calm and loving feel to it that warms the heart. She is elegant and graceful and swift with her movements. Her nose is as black as coal and her eyes shimmer like the sun glinting off a blue lake.
Personality:
This she-cat is quite shy. You usually have to approach her in order for her to make any sort of conversation. She's not very outspoken, but when she does speak, it tends to be bold and heard by all. Her eyes are shy but her words are bold. She is like the wind and the river. Quiet and wistful, yet quick and powerful. Skyheart is a kit lover. She enjoys playing with them, teaching them, and showing them the ways of the warriors. She also dreams of one day becoming a queen and having kits of her own that she can care for and give all the love that one she-cat can muster. She is passionate about anything she puts her mind to and always tries to give a hundred percent. This she cat loves to go out for walks alone so she can think and enjoy the scenery. Skyheart loves nature and she notices the little details and can capture the beauty in almost everything. No matter how ugly others may think it is. She's creative and appreciative and is always ready and willing to help out any cat in need of it. She is a pleasant soul and a beautiful face.
---Likes (at least 3): sunny days, making friends, kits
--- Dislikes (at least 3): rain, bugs, twolegs
---Strengths (No MORE than 5): passionate, loving, caring, protective
---Weaknesses (At least 3): gullible, jumps to different emotions quickly, a little too forgiving
History (8 or more sentences):
Skyheart does not remember much from her kit hood. She had an accident and succumbed to amnesia and lost her memory of everything that had happened to her before the day she had the accident. She was about eight moons old when she had the accident. She cannot recall how she became part of Thunderclan and nor does she have any memory of being a kit or who her mother and father were. This has caused her to be rather sad deep down inside, but she keeps herself happy on the outside. She cannot even recall what the accident even was that caused her to have amnesia. None of the clan cats ever speak of it. They act just as clueless as she is. And she doesn't bother to inquire about it. She prefers not knowing. Any one of the cats in the clan could be her mother or father but because of the fact that no cats speaks of what happened to her, she may never find out who she is related to. Now she lives a rather ordinary life as a warrior in Thunderclan. She can remember half of her apprenticeship, but she did not gain many friends during it because of her quiet and mysterious demeanor. But ever since then she has learned to keep a smile on her face and a positive attitude. Friends are sure to come her way when she is like this. However, she's not so worried about making friends as she is about finding a mate and becoming a mother. She aspires to be a mother because she wants to, in a way, invent the mother she cannot recall having and create the mother she wished she could remember for kits deserving of her love.
Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio):
A slender tuxedo marked tom emerged from the bushes that his sister Aquafrost had emerged from moments before. His vibrant yellow eyes surveyed the scene in front of him. Aquafrost is up to her old tricks again... He padded over to stand between his brother and his sister. He bowed respectfully to the golden and white she-cat who was Honeyspots. Icelight was respectful to all she-cats no matter what. He was deep down a decent cat, unlike his sister. She was hateful to the core. Icelight may be rude and somewhat spiteful at times, but he really was a nice cat. He was only rude around his sister. He put on an act for Aquafrost so he'd be accepted by her. It took a lot to be accepted by Aquafrost. She was so selfish and picky. The tom sat on the forest floor and curled his tail around his front paws, "I'm here, Aquafrost. What's going on here?" He glanced over at his brother and noticed he had a pained and almost sorrowful look on his face. He usually did when he was around Aquafrost. Deep down, Icelight felt sorry for his brother... But, for some reason he found it necessary to be a cohort with his cold hearted sister. He could tell that ever since they picked on Frozenflood as a kit, he had become an insecure shell of himself. He only walked around the camp like a ghost, quiet and mute. Avoiding other cats as much as he could. He felt really bad for his brother. And quite frankly, he was getting sick of his sister bossing him and Frozenflood around and acting as if they were nothing but mere toys that she controlled. He would stand up to her one day. And it needed to be done. Aquafrost was too full of herself and her rudeness was beginning to irritate and annoy Icelight. He never understood why she had such a cold heart filled with hate or why she was so self absorbed, but he had just about had it.
