Posts by Bluestar050299

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    Caleb was quite bored tonight, so he decided to take a walk. He put on his hoodie and snuck out the window. He started walking, and stopped by Alice's, a little bit of curiosity in his eyes. He had just moved in across the street, so he was curious on how his neighbors were like. He had just noticed he had forgotten his skateboard, so he went back in the Garage to get it. He quietly closed the Garage door after walking out, and decided to do a little skateboarding. He hopped on is board and rode in circles for a little while, unsure where to go.

    He nodded in understanding. All of the sudden his tummy started to growl at him, so he looked around and tried to scent prey. After a minute, he noticed a few leaves on a bush rustle, he crouched in hunting position, and leaped into the bush. After about 5 seconds, he came out with a mouse in his jaws. He offered it to Tigerblossom.

    Character Name: Minnowpelt


    Character Age: 16 moons


    Gender: Female


    Alliance: Thunderclan


    Rank: Warrior


    Appearance (6 or more sentences): Minnowpelt is a very small, and kind of pretty she-cat with short-ish fur. She has a gray, almost silver pelt that is very well taken care of. Her tail is normal, and somewhat bushy, and softer than the rest of her fur. There is a deep scar on her shoulder from a battle against a badger when she was an apprentice. She also has very big, blue, almost turquoise eyes that sparkle in the sun. Her pelt is very soft, yet very sleek, as if she were a Riverclan cat. She got her name from her small, slender form and her sleek, gray fur.


    Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements): She's a very shy and clumsy around other cats, but when they get to know her, she's very playful, almost too playful, and easygoing. The past has left scars, and she is very depressed and lonely most of the time. She can be very kind, and gentle once you get to know her, or she could just hide away like she does around everyone else, it doesn't necessarily mean she doesn't like you, there's just times where she wants to be left alone. During battle, on the outside she's clawing and biting, but on the inside it hurts her to hurt any cat like how she was hurt as a kit. She loves Moonhigh, and she's usually up around that time, and it's one of the only times when she's outgoing. All in all, she's very shy, but also very nice, and she would make a good friend to any cat.
    ---Likes (at least 3): Moonhigh, Mice, Being loyal, Playing.
    --- Dislikes (at least 3): Thorns, Her past, Suffering, Battles.
    ---Strengths (No MORE than 5): Running, Swimming, Climbing, Jumping
    ---Weaknesses (At least 3): Her shoulder, Terrains with steep hills, cliffs.


    History (8 or more sentences): She was born on a stormy Moonhigh just across the Riverclan border. Her parents were from different clans, so she was born half-clan. Her mother, Stemfur had abandoned her at 4 moons in Thunderclan territory, and went back to Riverclan after her father had refused to take her in. After about half a moon of the helpless kit trying to survive on her own, a Thunderclan patrol found her, nearly dead under an uprooted tree. She had been surviving on slow-moving prey, crowfood, and frogs. She was given an adopted mother, and nobody knew she was half Thunderclan, half Riverclan, except for her father, who had pretended he never saw her in his life. In her apprenticeship, she had been attacked by a badger on hunting patrol, and had to fight for her life to get away, the battle left her with her permanent scar on her shoulder, and a few other ones that were only small and hardly noticeable. She was also labeled the fastest runner, and best swimmer in the clan, but no one suspected that she was half Riverclan, even if they had joked about it.


    Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio): Minnowpelt sat by Thunderclan's side of the Riverclan border, and looked up at the dark sky ahead of her. To her, this was one of the most beautiful sights that she had ever seen. She looked down at her reflection in the river, and bent down to drink some water. She pulled her head up when she was done, and looked around at the trees, casting shadows over the water. She stared over at the place where she had been discovered, and padded up to it, and ducked inside. She sat down, and just thought about everything that happened. All of the memories came flooding back to her, the good ones, the bad ones, all of them. She looked up at the stars, and back down at the leaves that lay on the ground. she lay her head down on her paws, and fell into a deep sleep, not caring if her clanmates would be worried about her.


    Comments (optional):

    Andrew slowly walked into the room, his dark blue eyes full of anger and hatred. He wasn't meant to go to this stupid school! Why couldn't his father put him in a school with his own kind? He walked up to the teacher and the teacher looked up at him, nodded, and pointed to the empty seat beside Willow. He walked over to her and sat by her, putting his binder on the desk.


    Character:

    Andrew looked confused, why did she look like she was missing something? Was she upset? He really wanted to know, but he was supposed to hate humans, right? He was so mixed up that he forgot to do any of his work. The bell rang, and he looked back at her, why did she look so forlorn?

    "You have more lives than I, but on your next life you'll be weaker from the scars you have. You don't scare me, if I can kill you once I can kill you eight more times." he hissed in his ear as Tigerstar started to lose his first life.