Posts by Beetlewhisker

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    Owlfeather watched when she caught the vole. "Nice catch." He said. He tasted the air and it didn't take long before he smelled the scent of mouse and short after that he spotted the mouse. He stalked to the mouse and when it was the right time, jumped. The looked around, but it was already too late and Owlfeather had caught the mouse.

    "This is already much with this weather." Owlfeather said. "And it's cold, so we could get back to camp or do something else." He said. If Angelhope would like to stay hinting he didn't mind.

    Character Name:
    Winterstorm


    Character Age:
    13 moons


    Gender:
    Female


    Alliance:
    Thunderclan


    Rank:
    Warrior


    Appearance:
    She is a white she-cat with blue eyes. She has a half long pelt and it’s most of the time well groomed. She has a fluffy tail and her tail isn’t really long, but also not too small. She has not too big ears and not too small. She has a pointed nose and a medium face. Her legs are a little bit long, but it doesn’t matter for her. Her claws are normal size and also are her teeth.


    Personality:
    She is a calm cat, who likes to talk. She is friendly against her clanmates and if she find anyone trespassing, she would first find out why he/she is trespassing before doing something. She hates the Shadowclan, because they have killed her mother. With the other clans she is a bit more friendlier, but if she would met them in battle she would fight for her clan. No matter who she fights. She loves to do things with her friends and she likes to do everything for her clan that is needed. She is respectful against everyone who’s older then her or has a higher rank. She would like to have a mate, but she hadn’t found the right one yet and maybe if she ever gets a mate she would get kits, but she has to find first a mate.


    History:
    Winterstorm has a long history. It began before she was born. Her mother Dineira(When she lived in Thunderclan it was Blackfur) fell in love with a rogue. His name was Whitethroat. Dineira get pregnant and delivered two kits, named Winterkit and Cloudkit. They were both completely white and without any trace of Dineira’s pelt color. They both looked like their father, who was completely white. Before Cloudkit and Winterkit where one moon old their mother was banished from the clan and Dineira left them behind. Because she knew Winterkit and Cloudkit were safer with the clan then with her. The other queens took care of Winterkit and Cloudkit. When Winterkit became an apprentice she didn’t knew about her mother anymore. The only thing that she could remember was that her mother was black. Winterpaw was hunting by the border with Shadowclan when she heard a fight. She trespassed into Shadowclan territory to see what was happening. She saw a black she-cat with two apprentices. She knew the two apprentices. They were Blackpaw and Purplepaw, but she also recognized the black she-cat. It was her mother! She saw how her mother was murdered by Blackpaw and Purplepaw while Winterpaw couldn’t do anything. When her mother was dead Winterpaw turned around and ran away. After this she hated the Shadowclan even more then she already did. She trained hard and became after hard work a warrior.


    Comments/Other:
    This is my first advanced bio.


    Roleplay Sample:
    (This was first in Dutch, but I have translated it to English so there could be some faults in it.)


    Winterstorm walked through the forest. The delicious smells of the forest came into her nose. She relaxed and walked on. Actually she was looking for prey, but she let herself be carried away by the smells of the forest. She tasted the air again, but this time she smelled the scent of mouse. She looked around and then she saw the mouse a little farther ahead. She stalked toward the mouse and jumped. The mouse turned around, but it was already too late and Winterstorm killed the mouse. She walked back to camp with the mouse and laid the mouse at the fresh-kill pile. She looked around if she could see any cat, but there was nobody to be seen and the camp changed into a plain and she was alone. She walked farther, but she didn’t knew where to go. Where was she? She came to a place that was familiar. The bush and de place where Dineira was murdered. Why was she here? She was totally wrong, but behind her wasn’t the forest. Then appeared a black cat and she saw that it was Dineira and short after Dineira came Blackpaw and Purplepaw. Winterstorm saw how they murdered her mother. Why has she to see it again?


    She shocked awake and looked around her. She was happily back in her own nest and she was far away from the place where her mother was murdered. Again she thought about her mother and began to sob. Why has this nightmare came to her? She was just a little bit over it. She sighed and stood up. She didn’t want to ignore the other warriors with her sobbing. She walked out of the warriors den and looked at the sky. Why had she had this dream? This did her think of how her mother was murdered. Winterstorm sighed again and walked to the thornbarrier. She good better go out for a walk to make her head clear. She walked through the forest and looked sometimes up to the sky. Her mother was now there and she had to accept it. Even if it hurts so much. “If this nightmare hadn’t come wasn’t I in this state right now.” She said in a low voice to herself. The last time when she had saw it, it had cost a long time to pay no attention to it. Even if it would go this time faster, because she had done it before. She walked to Sunningrocks. She often went here if she was thinking of something or too rest and think of nothing. She sat down on a stone and looked up to the stars. Why did I have that nightmare? Can someone say it to me? “I know that you hunt with Starclan now, but then you don’t have to remember me about it and if you will see me then you could do it in another way then to let me feel like this.” She said to herself. She knew it depended also on her own experiences, but she didn’t want this. She didn’t want to feel the pain, because her mother died. She began to sob. Her mother was dead and she didn’t knew who her father was. Who could it be? That was the only question she had. She would like to know who her father was, but she knew she didn’t get the answer easily. She laid down on the stone and began to sob harder. She didn’t knew much about her family. She knew things of her mothers side, but nothing from her fathers side. She didn’t knew her father himself! She would like to meet him. If he was still alive. She sighed and stopped with sobbing. It had no use to sob. It has happened and she couldn’t change it. Even if she would it. She sat down and licked her paw. She looked at the sky and saw that it was beginning to grow pale. She sat up and let the first sunbeams hit her pelt. It was a fine feeling. For a while she forgot what had happened. She could better go back to camp before someone noticed she was gone, but she could go later back to camp and then say that she had done an early hunt. Then she could better go hunting now, because the prey would be running by now. She jumped of the stone and tasted the air. The smell of mouse came in her nose. She stalked forward to the place where the scent came from and saw the mouse a little farther ahead. She stalked toward the mouse. She jumped and took the mouse. She bit the mouse fast dead and laid it down by a tree. Now she had at least some prey to take back to camp. She walked back to Sunningrocks and sat down on at stone. She had now at least one piece of prey. Even if it wasn’t enough to say she had gone hunting.

    OOC: Alright


    IC: Pantherface purred at the reaction of the kit, but know they has to go to Gravelstar and tell her what had happened and that there was a kit who would like to join Windclan. He didn't knew how Gravelstar would react on this. She has to accept it because the kit had fought on their side. "Then we have to go to see Gravelstar." He said. "She's the one who will say if you may stay or not."

    Pantherface walked into the leaders den. He didn't knew how Gravelstar would react. They had to tell her about the apprentice and then they had to ask if Honeykit may stay with Windclan. When Honeykit asked Petalfall and him something, he turned his gaze toward the kit. "I can't say that. You would hear it yourself when it's asked." He said. He wanted to reassure the kit, but he couldn't, because he didn't knew how Gravelstar would react. "Gravelstar, can we speak to you?" He asked.

    OOC: Okay


    IC: Pantherface said down and curled his tail around his forepaws. He didn't knew how long he was here already, but that didn't matter to him. They had to tell Gravelstar about the apprentice, because this was serious. If Honeykit may join he would be really happy, but if not. Where would Honeykit have to go then? He asked himself the question, but he didn't really knew.

    My first advanced bio has been accepted and I can't post or make a topic in an advanced board. I can't reply in the topic where it should be in, so I put it here. My question was can I be enabledto the advanced boards? Sorry if this is in the wrong place.