Posts by amberglow

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  • Amberglow//SnowClan

    Cat's Name: Amberglow
    Cat's Age: 18 moons
    Gender: She-Cat
    Alliance: SnowClan
    Position: Warrior
    Appearance: <blockquote>Amberglow is a petite she-cat. Her soft, long pelt is a beautiful red tabby color. Her emerald eyes sparkle. She has no scars, but has a white mark on her forehead. Her long legs allow her to be extremely graceful.</blockquote>Personality: <blockquote>Amberglow is a kind she-cat. She is a romantic. She flirts with most toms. Her easygoing way of life makes it easy to become her friend. She laughs a lot. She has a high intelligence. She thinks deeply about all of her actions. She will always be loyal and true to what she knows is right. </blockquote>History: <blockquote>Amberglow was born as a loner outside of SnowClan territory. Her parents, Gina and Talon, named her Amber. She had a solitary kithood. Her parents abandoned her when she was eight moons old. She fended for herself for about one moon. Then, she met Thunder, a rogue. He told her about the Clans, having been part of one before being exiled. This way of life intrigued her, and she asked Thunder to show her his former Clan, SnowClan. He complied with her request, and she asked the leader if she could join the Clan. He warned her that it might be a difficult life to adjust to. She didn't care, and became an apprentice. She trained dilligently and slowly became a trusted warrior. </blockquote>Roleplay Sample: <blockquote>Amberglow stalked the rogue quietly. Her tabby pelt stood out in the green leaves. The afternoon sun shone brightly overhead, the temperature sweltering. The rogue was walking slowly, his black pelt causing him to overheat. She hissed under her breath when she tripped over a large, brown tree root. The rogue pricked his ears and turned around, hissing. Amberglow got back up and pelted towards him, her red fur standing on end. He ran from her, scared. He was quite young, and the Clan cat's hostility scared him stiff. AMberglow's long legs helped her to catch up to him, slashing at his torso. He turned to face her., and she slashed at his nose. He cowered away from her blows. He couldn't hjave been any older than nine moons, but he was a tresspasser. She purred in satisfaction as he pelted into the greenery.</blockquote>Comments/Other: <blockquote></blockquote>

  • Embersight//SunClan

    Cat's Name: Embersight
    Cat's Age: 18 moons
    Gender: She-Cat
    Alliance: SunClan
    Position: Elder
    Appearance: <blockquote>Embersight is lithe and petite. Her short pelt is of the calico colors. Her sightless eyes are a cloudy sky-blue. Her otherwise beautiful body has been scarred from her neck to her tail.</blockquote>Personality: <blockquote>Embersight is twisted and bitter because of her past. She shuns all cats, afraid of getting hurt. Her name constantely reminds her of her hardships. She has never loved anyone and never will love. She lashes out in anger at anyone who approaches her. She hardly ever smiles. She would rather fight than make peace. She has a soft side, but it has never been seen.</blockquote>History: <blockquote>Embersight was born as a loner. Her mother was Swiftwhisper of SunClan, and her father was Wind, a rogue. She was abandoned when she was born because of her blindness. Her father, who was cruel, named her Embersight, a name that would torture her. She was found by a loner named Ginger, who had just had kits. Ginger took her in and raised her. When she was nine moons old, Ginger died from blackcough. She went to SunClan, which she knew about because Ginger's mate was from SunClan. Embersight went to join him, because he was the closest thing she had to a real family. The leader allowed her to join, and she trained hard, but to no avail. She couldn't learn the required skills. Unfortunately, her surregat father, Ginger's mate, died. Her mother had also died. She mopes every day because she is stuck in the elders' den.</blockquote>Roleplay Sample: <blockquote>2nd bio.</blockquote>Comments/Other: <blockquote>I put her position as elder because she is blind and therefore cannot be a warrior.</blockquote>

  • Hello

    Hi, I iz Amberglow, otherwise known as Ember and Jade. I know several pplz on this site. I know Bubbles and Mu La Flaga, and anyone else from Warriors: The New World. I'm a good roleplayer and I never break rules.
    BTW, if Ravenpelt is on here, worship her. She rocks.

  • Hello

    ♥ -- TWI THE PLATYPUS wrote:

    You know me? .... How? o.O


    Oh wait, are you the Emberstar from my numerous amount of sites? XD Or wait....oh, just tell me what site you're from. XD


    That would be me. I'm from WNW, HPARPG(AliceCullen on there), Bloodlust(Alice Cullen), and probably somewhere else too.
    Also, Ratpaw, nice to meet you. I know all the basics already, having owned and co-owned several warriors RPGs . ;D

  • Just Thinking

    Embersight, a blind she-cat, had left her Clan for a while. She quietly padded out to her favorite spot in the territory. She sat down and wrapped her tail around her paws, her sightless eyes smoldering.

  • Just Thinking

    Embersight was startled out of her thoughts. She caught the scent of a new cat and turned to face him. "Hello." she replied. "My name is Embersight. Who might you be?" she inquired, tilting her head sideways. She would attempt to be friendly to this cat.

  • Relaxing

    Amberglow padded through SnowClan territory, her blazing red pelt standing out. She sat down on the cold ground and yawned. She had wanted to get out of camp for a while.

  • Relaxing

    Amberglow yawned once more, but didn't fall asleep. She had the funny feeling of being watched. She shook it off and curled up.

  • Relaxing

    Amberglow felt her weight being shifted, and opened her eyes. She looked at the cat that had moved her. "Would you mind putting me down?" she asked tartly. Who was this cat?

  • Relaxing

    Amberglow tensed at the mention of Thrasherstar. She stood up, not sure whether to trust this cat. "Who are you and where do you come from?" she asked.