Post by Acrobat on Jun 5, 2013 13:24:31 GMT -6
Name: Heatherheart
Clan: ThunderClan
Rank: Queen
Age: 18 Moons
Gender: She-Cat
Picture: CLICKETY!
Description: Heatherheart Is a Slender, but muscular, sleek Black female cat. She has Sea foam Green eyes and white whiskers. When she gets dew drops on her fur she almost shimmers.
Personality: Heatherheart doesn't like change and doesn't take to newcomers so nicely. However, once you get to know her, she can be the sweetest cat you have ever met, or your worst enemy.Heather heart tends to like being by herself, but she is not a loner when it comes to her clan mates. She is very loyal when it comes to her clan and will do whatever it takes to protect it. She also is a little socially awkward when it comes to other cats.
History: She was born in ThunderClan, but shortly after her father disappeared. Heatherheart was an only female kit, but she still managed to entertain herself while her two brothers where off taking on the world. Her mother was her only friend when she was a kit, mostly because there wasn't any female kits when she was born, so they where very close. Her mother died before she was made an apprentice by a severe case of green cough , but Heatherheart knows that her mother is waiting for her in Starclan.
Example of rping (IC):
Heatherheart grimaced. The sun had given her an immediate burst of light in the eyes, which put her in a grumpy mood. Already, she wasn't a morning cat; and now she'd have to deal with blindness for a moment or so. Wonderful!, she thought to herself with a snicker. Continuing her walk, she soon reached a small puddle. Staring at her reflection, Heatherheart smiled. The ripples in the water made her look prettier than she'd envisioned herself (though not self-centered, Heatherheart had an extremely high self-esteem). She purred to herself, then decided she could use a refresher, and took a small drink from the puddle. She then continued her walk.
Since she was about to have kits, there was nothing for Heatherheart to do but walk around the camp until she gave birth. Hopefully, it would be soon. Though she was excited for her new kits; the wait for their arrival was getting a bit more painful each day. Soon enough, she thought to herself, finally reaching the other side of the camp. Finding a nice, shady spot, Heatherheart laid down for a peaceful noon nap.
P.S. - CREDITS! (For the information!)
Clan: ThunderClan
Rank: Queen
Age: 18 Moons
Gender: She-Cat
Picture: CLICKETY!
Description: Heatherheart Is a Slender, but muscular, sleek Black female cat. She has Sea foam Green eyes and white whiskers. When she gets dew drops on her fur she almost shimmers.
Personality: Heatherheart doesn't like change and doesn't take to newcomers so nicely. However, once you get to know her, she can be the sweetest cat you have ever met, or your worst enemy.Heather heart tends to like being by herself, but she is not a loner when it comes to her clan mates. She is very loyal when it comes to her clan and will do whatever it takes to protect it. She also is a little socially awkward when it comes to other cats.
History: She was born in ThunderClan, but shortly after her father disappeared. Heatherheart was an only female kit, but she still managed to entertain herself while her two brothers where off taking on the world. Her mother was her only friend when she was a kit, mostly because there wasn't any female kits when she was born, so they where very close. Her mother died before she was made an apprentice by a severe case of green cough , but Heatherheart knows that her mother is waiting for her in Starclan.
Example of rping (IC):
Heatherheart grimaced. The sun had given her an immediate burst of light in the eyes, which put her in a grumpy mood. Already, she wasn't a morning cat; and now she'd have to deal with blindness for a moment or so. Wonderful!, she thought to herself with a snicker. Continuing her walk, she soon reached a small puddle. Staring at her reflection, Heatherheart smiled. The ripples in the water made her look prettier than she'd envisioned herself (though not self-centered, Heatherheart had an extremely high self-esteem). She purred to herself, then decided she could use a refresher, and took a small drink from the puddle. She then continued her walk.
Since she was about to have kits, there was nothing for Heatherheart to do but walk around the camp until she gave birth. Hopefully, it would be soon. Though she was excited for her new kits; the wait for their arrival was getting a bit more painful each day. Soon enough, she thought to herself, finally reaching the other side of the camp. Finding a nice, shady spot, Heatherheart laid down for a peaceful noon nap.
P.S. - CREDITS! (For the information!)
