Post by ღFoxspiritღ on Apr 30, 2007 20:02:16 GMT -5
Name: Sorrelstar
Age: 30 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: Moonclan
Rank: Leader
Pelt: Her pelt is soft, and thick; the color of brick and sand, dappled with a muddy brown around her ears, paws, muzzle, and tail tip. Her muzzle is mixed with the dark brown and light brown, and nearer her tail it molds into a reddish brown.
Eyes: A strong, but sweet turquoise that reflect her temper. She hides most of her feelings from other cats, but they sometime escape through her eyes. They are alos fleck with a violet/blue.
Other Appearance: She is a lithe, and trim cat, always ready to fight if necessary. She hunts every day to stay fit and active, and cleans her fur every night.
Personality: Sorrelstar keeps herself busy. She is active along with the clan, loves them, and cares for every one of them. She is firm in her beliefs, and will share them with others if they are willing to hear her word. The she-cat stays fit, and plays with the kits once in awhile, and sometimes visits lonely elders. In otherwords, just because Sorrelstar is a leader, doesn't mean she prunes her fur, or sits on cusiony moss all day feasting on fresh-kill, but she gets down in the dirt with every cat in the clan and makes everyone's load a bit lighter as best as she can. She works her hardest at everything and never gives up.
History: Sorreltail grew up in the toughest time of her clan. Food was scarce, and shelter was sparse. Whenever it rained, she remembered it dripping everywhere, and tugging at every one's mood in the worst way. Everyone felt gloomy, tired, and lousy.
But, as time went on, and she became the age of an apprentice, she trained hard, working her best and serving the most, doing her part of the deal, and maybe more. She is a patient cat, and endured the hardships of her clan, bearing her own load all her life and springing others up along with her.
When she became a warrior, her life became much easier, and almost fell into a soft kittypet life, if it wasn't for her attitude. She worked harder than needed, but became very useful, and fought hard with all her heart, might, mind and strength.
When called as leader, her duties weighed down on her. Although she was use to the hard working life, she doubted she would ever make it through as a leader. But doubt turned to hope as her faith in Starclan increased and she felt her parents' spirits, and other loved ones along with her as she worked to her best extent.
Other: She has many loved, friends in the clan, and has no mates. She holds no grudges against anyone in the clan.
Age: 30 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: Moonclan
Rank: Leader
Pelt: Her pelt is soft, and thick; the color of brick and sand, dappled with a muddy brown around her ears, paws, muzzle, and tail tip. Her muzzle is mixed with the dark brown and light brown, and nearer her tail it molds into a reddish brown.
Eyes: A strong, but sweet turquoise that reflect her temper. She hides most of her feelings from other cats, but they sometime escape through her eyes. They are alos fleck with a violet/blue.
Other Appearance: She is a lithe, and trim cat, always ready to fight if necessary. She hunts every day to stay fit and active, and cleans her fur every night.
Personality: Sorrelstar keeps herself busy. She is active along with the clan, loves them, and cares for every one of them. She is firm in her beliefs, and will share them with others if they are willing to hear her word. The she-cat stays fit, and plays with the kits once in awhile, and sometimes visits lonely elders. In otherwords, just because Sorrelstar is a leader, doesn't mean she prunes her fur, or sits on cusiony moss all day feasting on fresh-kill, but she gets down in the dirt with every cat in the clan and makes everyone's load a bit lighter as best as she can. She works her hardest at everything and never gives up.
History: Sorreltail grew up in the toughest time of her clan. Food was scarce, and shelter was sparse. Whenever it rained, she remembered it dripping everywhere, and tugging at every one's mood in the worst way. Everyone felt gloomy, tired, and lousy.
But, as time went on, and she became the age of an apprentice, she trained hard, working her best and serving the most, doing her part of the deal, and maybe more. She is a patient cat, and endured the hardships of her clan, bearing her own load all her life and springing others up along with her.
When she became a warrior, her life became much easier, and almost fell into a soft kittypet life, if it wasn't for her attitude. She worked harder than needed, but became very useful, and fought hard with all her heart, might, mind and strength.
When called as leader, her duties weighed down on her. Although she was use to the hard working life, she doubted she would ever make it through as a leader. But doubt turned to hope as her faith in Starclan increased and she felt her parents' spirits, and other loved ones along with her as she worked to her best extent.
Other: She has many loved, friends in the clan, and has no mates. She holds no grudges against anyone in the clan.