Post by nightfall on Aug 15, 2010 18:07:06 GMT -8
Name: Graykit
Age: 1 moon
Clan: StormClan
Rank: kit
Gender: She-cat
Picture: old ref of Graykit- i37.tinypic.com/33osj60.jpg
Quick Appearence: A young gray kit with a white circle around her left eye and on her tail and white left foreleg.
Appearence: Graykit is a young, fluffy kit. her young kit fur still covers her body. Her pelt is the light gray silver color of a cat in moonlight, if not slightly darker. Her inside of her ears are a light pink-gray, almost full gray. The tiny, delicate paw pads on her feet are pink and soft still, and light whiteish claws are on her soft paws. She has a small, delicate frame, it appears. In the future, she will be a lithe and strong warrior. Her left eye is circled by a white circle, with a smaller one by it.
Graykit also has white forepaw socks, leading up to her elbow. She has blazing golden eyes that always seem to be bright and interested.(126)
Personality: Graykit has an overall shy personality. She doesn't like to be scolded, and if she is she scurries to fix it. Gray likes praise, though. She doesn't know much yet, but she does have her likes and dislikes. She absuoloutly despises the cold, much prefering the warm summer new-leaf and green-leaf seasons. She is not very adventurous most the time, besides on rare occasions.
She isn't a very picky eater, and she has no clue why cats are mean to her. She thinks she was a clan born cat. She prefers to stay in the den unless she is told to go out. Unlike her siblings, who love to play outside.
(112)
History:Gray kit was born, nestled into the warm belly of her mother, a light gray loner. She was in dangerous territory, and she feared greatly for the safety of her kit, and she knew she needed to get rid of her. She grasped her kit in her jaws and set out at a brisk pace for the forest. She knew of the clans there, and prayed that when they found the kit they would take her in. She heard a rustling sound off in the distance
Role-play Example:
As the warm summer dawn approached, a small, soft bundle stirred. The creature was starving and tired. Small cuts were all over its body, and some soft kit fur missing. She gave a shuddering sigh. She just wished someone would find her soon. A day ago, she had been tossed into the bushes, and now she was alone. Her mother had abandoned her! It was amazing she had evaded foxes and badgers. She mewled again.
Strange scents had touched her nose of strange cats. She had learned a few; she knew three specific scents of cats going by now. She opened her small, hazel eyes, glancing around before curling up again.
(113)
Age: 1 moon
Clan: StormClan
Rank: kit
Gender: She-cat
Picture: old ref of Graykit- i37.tinypic.com/33osj60.jpg
Quick Appearence: A young gray kit with a white circle around her left eye and on her tail and white left foreleg.
Appearence: Graykit is a young, fluffy kit. her young kit fur still covers her body. Her pelt is the light gray silver color of a cat in moonlight, if not slightly darker. Her inside of her ears are a light pink-gray, almost full gray. The tiny, delicate paw pads on her feet are pink and soft still, and light whiteish claws are on her soft paws. She has a small, delicate frame, it appears. In the future, she will be a lithe and strong warrior. Her left eye is circled by a white circle, with a smaller one by it.
Graykit also has white forepaw socks, leading up to her elbow. She has blazing golden eyes that always seem to be bright and interested.(126)
Personality: Graykit has an overall shy personality. She doesn't like to be scolded, and if she is she scurries to fix it. Gray likes praise, though. She doesn't know much yet, but she does have her likes and dislikes. She absuoloutly despises the cold, much prefering the warm summer new-leaf and green-leaf seasons. She is not very adventurous most the time, besides on rare occasions.
She isn't a very picky eater, and she has no clue why cats are mean to her. She thinks she was a clan born cat. She prefers to stay in the den unless she is told to go out. Unlike her siblings, who love to play outside.
(112)
History:Gray kit was born, nestled into the warm belly of her mother, a light gray loner. She was in dangerous territory, and she feared greatly for the safety of her kit, and she knew she needed to get rid of her. She grasped her kit in her jaws and set out at a brisk pace for the forest. She knew of the clans there, and prayed that when they found the kit they would take her in. She heard a rustling sound off in the distance
Role-play Example:
As the warm summer dawn approached, a small, soft bundle stirred. The creature was starving and tired. Small cuts were all over its body, and some soft kit fur missing. She gave a shuddering sigh. She just wished someone would find her soon. A day ago, she had been tossed into the bushes, and now she was alone. Her mother had abandoned her! It was amazing she had evaded foxes and badgers. She mewled again.
Strange scents had touched her nose of strange cats. She had learned a few; she knew three specific scents of cats going by now. She opened her small, hazel eyes, glancing around before curling up again.
(113)