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    Character Name: Swift


    Character Age: 13 moons


    Gender: She-cat

    Alliance: No Clan alliance; she is a loner


    Rank: Loner


    Appearance (6 or more sentences): Swift is a lilac tabby she-cat with lynx-point markings. Her stripes fade to white as they reach her belly. Her eyes are a startling and smart deep green. Her tail is long, with a light brown tail-tip. She has a white chest and paws. Her claws are sharp, though they are thin, so she has trouble fighting with other cats. Swift's body build is strong, but small, and slender, making her a brilliant runner and climber. Her ears are long too, and can hear over long distances.


    Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements): Swift is normally a good and kind she-cat, though she does have a temper. When her temper is aroused, she can get deadly. She is loyal to friends and family til death, and will always fight for what she believes in. Swift normally keeps her thoughts to herself, preferring the introvert to the extrovert. She is very smart, and will occasionally spout facts about random things out to everyone around. She uses her smarts and climbing skills to sneak around, watching people and learning all she can from them. This lets her know more about others than most others know about her.
    ---Likes (at least 3): Swift loves to watch birds in flight, and often wishes she could fly. Climbing is one of her favorite pastimes. She also likes the taste of rodents, particularly mouse. Swift loves the dark, and normally is almost nocturnal, sleeping from sunhigh to moonhigh, and hunting and watching at night.
    --- Dislikes (at least 3): Swift does not like the smell of crowfood. She also detests twolegs and their smelly monsters. She keeps her nest clean at all times, because she does not like living in dirty or harmful environments.
    ---Strengths (No MORE than 5): Swift can climb well, run well, and has sharp eyes and nose.
    ---Weaknesses (At least 3): Swift has thin claws, preventing her from being much of a fighter. She also has weak ears. She believes too much in herself, and does not like to rely on anyone else to do something.


    History (8 or more sentences): Swift was born in a sheltered alleyway, in Twolegplace. It was storming outside, and her parents named her Tremble due to her reaction to thunder. Her brother died when he was hit by a monster when she was 6 moons old. That was when she ran away from her parents and the dangerous Twolegplace. She ran as fast as she could, and eventually came across what is now her home; a fallen log with a space underneath for a home. She curled up there, and wished for the world to end; she had lost her only friend, her brother, and her family. Eventually, another cat, Tank, convinced her to come out and rejoin the world. She did, and Tank changed her name to Swift, due to her running skills. Tank died of a fox attack, and Swift retreated inside of herself. It is only recently that she is becoming more of herself, and using the skills Tank taught her.


    Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio): Swift crouched, claws slightly extended. Her tail-tip twitched. She stared at the mouse in front of her, and licked her chops. She began dragging herself forward by her claws, careful not to let her back touch the bracken fronds hovering over her. With a hiss of satisfaction, she leaped forward, claws extended fully, and threw the mouse into the air. It squeaked in dismay, and Swift caught it in her jaws. She bit down, hard, and broke its spine. The mouse's meaty scent wove into her nose, and she purred with happiness. Tonight would be a good dinner.


    Comments (optional): Thanks! :D


    [br][size=5]Ash[/size]
    [size=4] of No Clan
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    [br]Pelt: Lilac Tabby
    Eyes: Hazel-green


    [br]I am a long furred she-cat with vivid eyes and a long, graceful tail. I am always worrying about anything and everything, but I am smart and clever.
    [br]My brother was killed by rogues.

    Swift was wandering. She had no idea where she was going. All she knew was that her family was dead, her brother was dead, and she was only 4 moons old. She stumbled. Her head was low to the ground, and she could only think about one thing.


    Just one more step...


    Just one more...


    One more...


    She hoped someone would come to save her...

    Striker growled at the lone she-cat and leaped at her. He sunk his claws and teeth into her throat.


    Swift yowled in pain and fear, and shook her pelt, hard. She tried to bend her head back and grab the dirty rat by the scruff. She succeeded, and threw it on the ground. It lay there, stunned, before getting back up and sprinting away. Good riddance, thought Swift, and moved away from the battle, to lick her wounds.

    Name: Swiftpaw
    Gender: She-cat
    Rank: Apprentice
    Personality: She is a nice, loving she-cat who talks too much and asks too many questions. However, she is very smart.
    Looks: Swiftpaw is a lilac tabby with white paws and a brown tail-tip.
    Likes (optional): She loves to talk, and will talk forever if you let her. She also loves pretty eyes.
    Dislikes (optional): She hates and fears the dark.
    Skills: She can climb and run well, and hunt like a warrior already. She has thin claws, so she will never be much of a fighter.
    Other: Thanks, if you approve me. This is the first Clan I've joined, so... If at all possible, could you help? If I need it? :)

    Name: Swift
    Age: 13 moons
    Gender: She-cat
    Mate: None
    Crush: None
    Kits: None
    Rank: Loner
    Appearance: A lilac tabby with dark green eyes and white paws and chest, and a brown tail-tip.
    Personality: She is kind and loving, though fierce in battle, and will do anything to protect the people she loves.
    Other: Thanks! :D

    {Thanks!}


    Swift took her time tracing the borders of BreezeClan. She made sure to leave a bit of her scent covering that of the Clan cats' to give them something to argue over. She enjoyed watching them argue. It was actually pretty funny. Plus, they might fight her if she left her scent on their borders. She could use a fight to liven her up.

    Swift heard the sound of fighting cats and climbed into a tree. There, she leaped across the branches one by one until she heard the sound get closer. She looked through the branches and saw some of those Clan cats fighting another she-cat. She settled down to watch. This would be enjoyable.