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  • Blossomsong of RiverClan Advanced Bio

    Character Name: Blossomsong


    Character Age: 20 Moons


    Gender: She-cat


    Alliance: RiverClan


    Rank: Warrior


    Appearance (6 or more sentences): Blossomsong has a sleek, silver tabby pelt that allows for easy movement in the water. Her nose is a light pink, almost like a kittypet's. She has captivating icy blue eyes, and you can always tell her mood just by looking at them. Her ears are pointed and fade to a light gray at the tips. So do her tail tip and toes. She has a tiny build, and she could appear as weak. However, like all RiverClan cats, within her tiny structure are strong muscles that allow her to move freely and quickly in the water.


    Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements): Blossomsong is shy when first meeting somebody, but will soon come out of her shell. She is unconditionally loyal. Her bravery appears when she truly needs it, but is not something she displays every day. She is constantly putting herself down in her mind, and has created this voice that tells her what to do. It has started to bug her, but she still lets it have control. She is very obedient and will always do what she is told - no matter what the task is or who asked her to do it, as long as it isn't an evil act.
    ---Likes (at least 3): Blossomsong likes her clanmates, hunting, and Leafbare - the snow always exhilarates her. She also likes swimming; she is a RiverClan cat, after all.
    --- Dislikes (at least 3): Blossomsong does not like climbing trees - she is scared of heights - and getting muddy all over. A little mud on her paws is okay, but she hates getting it all over her.
    ---Strengths (No MORE than 5): Blossomsong excels in hunting, running, and has wonderful stealth skills. And, of course, swimming.
    ---Weaknesses (At least 3): Blossomsong is weaker in the areas of fighting, climbing, and sometimes social skills.


    History (8 or more sentences): Blossomsong was born as Blossom to a loner. The father had left the mother while she was carrying the kits, and Blossomsong was the only survivor out of the litter of three. Her brother was killed by a fox and her sister was stillborn. When she was four moons old, Blossomsong's mother left her on the border of RiverClan territory. A patrol found her after hearing a faint mewling that grew closer as they approached. Blossomsong was given to a queen to raise her until apprenticeship. She was renamed Blossomkit, and then eventually Blossompaw and Blossomsong. The one thing she remembered from her past life was her name.


    Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio): Blossompaw crept through the grass, her icy gaze glued to a water vole scurrying across the open land. The silver tabby inched a little closer and the water vole froze. Blossompaw took this opportunity to pounce on the little gray rodent. With a swift bite to the neck, the vole was dead. Blossomsong gave thanks to Starclan and buried her prey. She padded caught a blackbird before taking both pieces of fresh kill home to RiverClan. She walked into camp and set the water vole and blackbird on the fresh kill pile. "Nice catch, Blossomsong." Commented Willowdrop, another RiverClan warrior. Blossomsong looked up and gave her a small smile. "Thanks." Willowdrop nodded once before heading away and Blossomsong stretched out in front of the warrior's den, enjoying the warmth of the sun on her pelt.


    Comments (optional): Willowdrop is another one of my characters. She isn't advanced, though, this is my very forst attempt at an advanced bio. Also, this is my sub-account. My other account is { я α ι η у }, so I might also be playing this cat on that account as well.

  • The 208 Hungar Games.....May the odds be ever in your favor...They arn't in mine

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    Name: Isabella Burke


    Looks: [img width=373 height=505]http://www.theplace2.ru/archive/sasha_pieterse/img/020-7.jpg[/img]


    District: 1


    Career?: OHHHH YEAAAAH.


    Gender: Female


    Age: 16


    Personality: Sweet and sarcastic, Bella is a crowd pleaser. The skills needed for interviews and the chariot ride come naturally to her. She is a total Career, and once in the Arena she's ruthless. But she is very excited. She's been training all her life for this - Why wouldn't she be?


    Weapons: Throwing knives. :3

  • ✖The 76th Annual Hunger Games {Here's some advice: Stay alive...}

    Name: Isabella Ryder
    Appearance: Bella's hair is a dirty blonde, and she usually doesn't do anything to it. It's long and reaches a little lower than halfway down her back. She has stunning icy blue eyes that can have a gray tint to it at times. The girl is average height, and slim.

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    Personality: Bella is a pretty shy girl, and very reserved. Although when she talks, it's usually something witty. But when she gets mad, she just goes completely silent. She won't talk, she won't make eye contact, she won't look in your direction. Her mom calls it her "silent tantrum". She is terrified of the Games, and hates them with all her heart.
    District: 9
    Token{Optional}: A silver necklace with a feather on the end. It was given to her by her father as a birthday gift when she turned 8.
    Weapon:{Optional}: Throwing knives.

  • Badge Event: the 200th Annual Hunger Games!

    Bella sat very, very still in her tree. The fifteen year old definetely knew how to hide, and used her reserved personality to her advantage. She held a dagger in her hand, and another was strapped to her belt. Her dark brown hair was in a ponytail, though some was falling out, and her deep brown eyes scanned the area. She sighed inwardly. I'm just the girl from 9. There's no way I'm making it out of here.