Post by speedy on Mar 4, 2008 20:36:10 GMT -8
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Name: Speedstripe
Age: 40 1/2
Gender: she-cat
Rank: warrior
Clan: Mistclan
Apprentice/Mentor: none [that i know of yet]
Appearance: she has long flowing sterling silver fur. zigzag stripes cover her back, and a white blotch appears over her chest. her small delicate paws are all white, and her claws are always clean. her banner is of avarage length and is tipped with black. her dark forest green orbs glow golden in the sunlight, and sometimes look black if the darkness hits them right.
Voice: her voice is soft, sweet, delicate, and sounds young for her age. when she is talking to an important warrior it sounds more warrior like, but if she is speaking with a young kit it is soft sounding and very calm. her voice can sound stern somethimes, for example, to a misbeahaving apprentice, or younger warrior than her.
Battle: Speedstripe is very experienced with her claws, forpaws and back. She would mainly jump on her enemy, and flip them over. She then would claw at their neck with her forclaws, then kick and scratch their stomach with her back legs. Usually they have been hurt enough, and they crawl away. But at somepoint, the enemy themselves would kick Speedstripe off. But thats when speed and teeth come in handy. She would charge toward them at the speed of light, then grab their neck with her strong jaws and through them 5 tail lengths, by then the are finished.
Personality: She is normally calm, and is always kind. her heart is dedicated to Mistclan, and only Mistclan, and she would never turn on them. she remains loyal and follows all directions from any cat older than her or in a higher position. to apprentices she can get strict, but its only so they can learn the right way. to kits she never disaplins, even if they sneak out of camp. She knows its wrong, and so do the kits, but they are young and love to adventure. she remembered her young soul when she was a kit, always wanting to get in trouble and sneak out of camp. so she knows how they feel, and if they runinto something, then its their problem for getting into it.
History: She grew up as a normal kit in Mistclan, and was loyal all the way threw kithood and apprenticeship. her heart had always loved Mistclan and their territory. she would break down and cry if she got sepparated from her Clanmates and their land. she had so many memories that would be sad to leave behind. when she was a kit, Speedkit had so many friends. Then they would all go out in the middle of the night and stare out at the big round white floating thing in the sky. Other nights they would sneak into elders den and ask for them to tell storries. once an apprentice, she still had friends, and by then they were adventurous and cirious. they snuck out all the time, always running into trouble; fox, badger, hawk, owl. it was always something. at one point, they ran into something that made them never run away or sneak out again. Speedpaw and her two friends, Echopaw, and Thunderpaw had snuck out of camp just for a walk under the bright mooon. They lay down on the cool grass, almost falling asleep, when they hear a growling behind them. They turned around, expecting the night patrol to have caught them again. But no, it was something worse. A gang of huge black and gray and ginger cats surounded them. But some of them were either young, or too weak, or were just too scared. They scrambbled away quickly, once they saw the muiscles rippling beneith the apprentice's fur. There was only one more, the alpha, who was going to be sattisfied after hurting at least one of them. A fight erupted and someone got hurt, but not only hurt... killed. Thunderpaw, Speedpaw's young love, had been clawed in the throat, and died of blood loss. The rogue was soon happy and walked slowly away. Together Echopaw and Speedpaw walked back to camp, carrying Thunderpaw's limp bodice. Scince then, she decided to wait a while before loving someone again. She decied that once she sees the next cat she loved, it will be the last. Once she finds that perfect tom, she will love him and him only. She will live him forever, his heart never leaving her soul.
Family: Her mother had beautiful silver, black, and white tricolor fur. her mother's name was Birdsong, and was always sweet and afectionate. On the other hand, Speedstripe's father was strong and hardheaded. He had a muscley biuld and smokey grey fur. Speedstripe's brother the very opposite of her. Cometstreak was mean and always wanting his way. He was never flexible and was a real jerk. Speedstripe had no close siblings, that goes to she her sister, Brindleheart. Brindleheart looked just like Speedstripe only short hair and more slim than musclular. She was beautiful and all the toms fell over her. She was a real flurt, and was always getting more mates than Speedstripe. But Speedstripe didn't care, she was just waiting to get the perfect mate she could ever have, so they could always be together.
SW: Sterling fur appeared out in the center of camp, muscles rippled beneath the pelt. Speedstripe unsheathed and sheathed her claws back and forth, trying to get her body to work. The battle the day before was too much for her small and young bodice to handle. She stretched her muscles and licked her sore cuts. Speedstripe headed over to the medicine-cat's den, "Hello?" Her voice quivered and her breath showed in the chilly morning air. As the medicine-cat appeared she spoke again. "My wounds are still hurting, can I take something to releive the pain?" The cat nodded, then headed in his den to fetch his supplies. When he returned her had a leaf with a couple seeds, cobwebs, and strange black roots. "These are poppy seeds, they will soothe pain and help you sleep; and this is Comfrey it will too soothe your wounds." As the tom chewed the roots and applied them to her wounds, her lay some cobwebs over to keep it from falling off, also to stop any bleeding. He nodded then spoke a little more, then trotted away. Speedstripe stiffly walked back to her den, she was in no mood for hunting.
The next day, around dusk Speedstripe's muscles and sores had healed, and she was feeling much better. As she headed out the den, she noticed a full moon floating in the black sky. Wind hit her face squarely and cut her fur. As a senior tom approached her, she sat still, guessing what he waas going to say. She had thought right, they were heading to the gathering and she was going. Along the way it started to get colder, and Speedstripe noticed clouds appearing in the sky. The night passed on faster once thew Clan arived. No real news was spoken about except the battle and new kits.
Everyone headed back afterwards, happy that a battle hadn't broken out between the Clans. Once home, the dawn light was already approaching and the moon was slipping quietly away. Speedstripe decied she would go on the dawn patrol, for, she hadn't done anything for the past couple of days. She gathered some cats, then together they headed out to check the boundaries.
Other: Speedstripe would love to have an apprentice, and is always in a mood to make new friends. Her hope is to find a close mate that will love her forever, but she will wait how ever long she needs to. She loves to hunt and is much better at it than fighting. Her small and slim bodice gives her an extra boost of speed, hence the name. But fighting she has always been good at too, even though she would always like to compromise rather than fight for anything. But if the other Clan was not standing down, then she would fight her life out.
Age: 40 1/2
Gender: she-cat
Rank: warrior
Clan: Mistclan
Apprentice/Mentor: none [that i know of yet]
Appearance: she has long flowing sterling silver fur. zigzag stripes cover her back, and a white blotch appears over her chest. her small delicate paws are all white, and her claws are always clean. her banner is of avarage length and is tipped with black. her dark forest green orbs glow golden in the sunlight, and sometimes look black if the darkness hits them right.
Voice: her voice is soft, sweet, delicate, and sounds young for her age. when she is talking to an important warrior it sounds more warrior like, but if she is speaking with a young kit it is soft sounding and very calm. her voice can sound stern somethimes, for example, to a misbeahaving apprentice, or younger warrior than her.
Battle: Speedstripe is very experienced with her claws, forpaws and back. She would mainly jump on her enemy, and flip them over. She then would claw at their neck with her forclaws, then kick and scratch their stomach with her back legs. Usually they have been hurt enough, and they crawl away. But at somepoint, the enemy themselves would kick Speedstripe off. But thats when speed and teeth come in handy. She would charge toward them at the speed of light, then grab their neck with her strong jaws and through them 5 tail lengths, by then the are finished.
Personality: She is normally calm, and is always kind. her heart is dedicated to Mistclan, and only Mistclan, and she would never turn on them. she remains loyal and follows all directions from any cat older than her or in a higher position. to apprentices she can get strict, but its only so they can learn the right way. to kits she never disaplins, even if they sneak out of camp. She knows its wrong, and so do the kits, but they are young and love to adventure. she remembered her young soul when she was a kit, always wanting to get in trouble and sneak out of camp. so she knows how they feel, and if they runinto something, then its their problem for getting into it.
History: She grew up as a normal kit in Mistclan, and was loyal all the way threw kithood and apprenticeship. her heart had always loved Mistclan and their territory. she would break down and cry if she got sepparated from her Clanmates and their land. she had so many memories that would be sad to leave behind. when she was a kit, Speedkit had so many friends. Then they would all go out in the middle of the night and stare out at the big round white floating thing in the sky. Other nights they would sneak into elders den and ask for them to tell storries. once an apprentice, she still had friends, and by then they were adventurous and cirious. they snuck out all the time, always running into trouble; fox, badger, hawk, owl. it was always something. at one point, they ran into something that made them never run away or sneak out again. Speedpaw and her two friends, Echopaw, and Thunderpaw had snuck out of camp just for a walk under the bright mooon. They lay down on the cool grass, almost falling asleep, when they hear a growling behind them. They turned around, expecting the night patrol to have caught them again. But no, it was something worse. A gang of huge black and gray and ginger cats surounded them. But some of them were either young, or too weak, or were just too scared. They scrambbled away quickly, once they saw the muiscles rippling beneith the apprentice's fur. There was only one more, the alpha, who was going to be sattisfied after hurting at least one of them. A fight erupted and someone got hurt, but not only hurt... killed. Thunderpaw, Speedpaw's young love, had been clawed in the throat, and died of blood loss. The rogue was soon happy and walked slowly away. Together Echopaw and Speedpaw walked back to camp, carrying Thunderpaw's limp bodice. Scince then, she decided to wait a while before loving someone again. She decied that once she sees the next cat she loved, it will be the last. Once she finds that perfect tom, she will love him and him only. She will live him forever, his heart never leaving her soul.
Family: Her mother had beautiful silver, black, and white tricolor fur. her mother's name was Birdsong, and was always sweet and afectionate. On the other hand, Speedstripe's father was strong and hardheaded. He had a muscley biuld and smokey grey fur. Speedstripe's brother the very opposite of her. Cometstreak was mean and always wanting his way. He was never flexible and was a real jerk. Speedstripe had no close siblings, that goes to she her sister, Brindleheart. Brindleheart looked just like Speedstripe only short hair and more slim than musclular. She was beautiful and all the toms fell over her. She was a real flurt, and was always getting more mates than Speedstripe. But Speedstripe didn't care, she was just waiting to get the perfect mate she could ever have, so they could always be together.
SW: Sterling fur appeared out in the center of camp, muscles rippled beneath the pelt. Speedstripe unsheathed and sheathed her claws back and forth, trying to get her body to work. The battle the day before was too much for her small and young bodice to handle. She stretched her muscles and licked her sore cuts. Speedstripe headed over to the medicine-cat's den, "Hello?" Her voice quivered and her breath showed in the chilly morning air. As the medicine-cat appeared she spoke again. "My wounds are still hurting, can I take something to releive the pain?" The cat nodded, then headed in his den to fetch his supplies. When he returned her had a leaf with a couple seeds, cobwebs, and strange black roots. "These are poppy seeds, they will soothe pain and help you sleep; and this is Comfrey it will too soothe your wounds." As the tom chewed the roots and applied them to her wounds, her lay some cobwebs over to keep it from falling off, also to stop any bleeding. He nodded then spoke a little more, then trotted away. Speedstripe stiffly walked back to her den, she was in no mood for hunting.
The next day, around dusk Speedstripe's muscles and sores had healed, and she was feeling much better. As she headed out the den, she noticed a full moon floating in the black sky. Wind hit her face squarely and cut her fur. As a senior tom approached her, she sat still, guessing what he waas going to say. She had thought right, they were heading to the gathering and she was going. Along the way it started to get colder, and Speedstripe noticed clouds appearing in the sky. The night passed on faster once thew Clan arived. No real news was spoken about except the battle and new kits.
Everyone headed back afterwards, happy that a battle hadn't broken out between the Clans. Once home, the dawn light was already approaching and the moon was slipping quietly away. Speedstripe decied she would go on the dawn patrol, for, she hadn't done anything for the past couple of days. She gathered some cats, then together they headed out to check the boundaries.
Other: Speedstripe would love to have an apprentice, and is always in a mood to make new friends. Her hope is to find a close mate that will love her forever, but she will wait how ever long she needs to. She loves to hunt and is much better at it than fighting. Her small and slim bodice gives her an extra boost of speed, hence the name. But fighting she has always been good at too, even though she would always like to compromise rather than fight for anything. But if the other Clan was not standing down, then she would fight her life out.
