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Post by [t]Wilted Ros[e] on Mar 14, 2008 19:30:19 GMT -6
Name: Berrytail
Gender: She-cat
Age: 38 moons.
Rank: Warrior/Queen
Clan: GrassClan
Picture:
Physical Description: Berrytail is a mostly white she-cat with ginger patched on her head, back, and brightly on her long tail, the probable reason for her naming. Her eyes are wider than a normal cat's and are a shade of yellow. Her ginger patches are marked by slightly darker tabby markings.
Personality: Berrytail is a kindhearted cat, though is, most of the time, a total ditz. She doesn't follow what happens at the meetings and Gatherings, sometimes, and often hangs out with the younger cats in the Clans, like apprentices. Despite her idiocy, Berrytail can handle herself in a battle, but constantly worries if she's hurting the other cat too bad (she isn't.) Berrytail has troubles hunting sometimes, as her mind drifts.
History: The only thing that can really be considered "exciting" about Berrytail's life is that she mated outside of GrassClan. Her mate is Beestripe, of TreeClan, and she doesn't hide the fact that she loves him. She now has two kits, Wrenkit and Vulturekit, who seem quite healthy except a slightly odd thing about Wrenkit...
In Character (IC): The warrior stepped lightly across the border, not bothering to look around, though Beestripe would gently scold her for it later.
In minutes, his ginger tail was entwined with hers, his purring rumbling in her ears.
She looked up into his chocolaty eyes with unashamed adoration. "Beestripe?"
"Hm?" came his soft voice.
"I love you, y'know."
The TreeClan warrior opened his eyes and looked at her face, where any emotion was readable. "Yeah," he replied, hiding his sadness. "Me too."
Other: Berrytail is mated to Beestripe and has two kits. They were her first litter.
Name: Vulturekit
Gender: Tomkit
Age: 3 1/2 moons.
Rank: Kit
Clan: GrassClan
Picture:
Physical Description: Russet, longhair tomkit with grey/green eyes. His chin is white, and the tips of his ears are black. His legs fade into a deeper russet, so his paws are the darkest noticeable fur. The tip of his tail is a gingerish-cream color.
Personality: Almost the exact opposite of his mother, Vulturekit is a serious tom that you'd have to watch out for in battle. Or, at least, when he gets older. He's very protective of his younger brother, Wrenkit, and claims that he's the only one allowed to tease him. Overall, he's goodhearted, and sticks to the Warrior Code like a hounddog does to a slab of meat.
History: HalfClan, and born of Berrytail and Beestripe. Has one brother, Wrenkit.
In Character (IC): Vulturetalon threw off the large rogue, then frantically looked around for his brother. "Wrenpain! Tag out!"
The lighter tom immediately sprang back from the battle, leaving a very confused muscled she-cat, and bounded off to find a medicine cat.
I was lucky I got rid of that other rogue in time, the warrior thought, teeth and claws now focused on his brother's opponent. He was bleeding pretty badly...I hope he makes it to Pearlshell in time.
Other: KIT, peoples, KIT.
Name: Wrenkit
Gender: Tomkit
Age: 3 1/2 moons.
Rank: Kit
Clan: GrassClan
Picture:
Physical Description: Wrenkit is a smaller, shorthaired tan tabby with amber eyes. His fur seems more tinged where the sun can reach it, and near-white on his stomach and chest. He has a tawny streak on his left shoulder, and a white diamond on his forehead. Also, Wrenkit seems to have an unusual amount of scratches for a kit...
Personality: Wrenkit spends a lot of his time curiously inspecting the world, not always a good way to be spending his time with his condition. He suffers from congenital indifference to pain, which is a rare birth defect, with no real explanation yet (though scientists have a hunch on what causes it.) He does not realize when he gets hurt, and the idea of pain can't really penetrate his mind, which seems to always be thinking of ways he can help others. Like his brother, though, he strives to be a good warrior.
History: Born of Berrytail and Beestripe, along with his older brother, Vulturekit. His condition makes it so he either can't feel pain, or he experiences it in a different way.
In Character (IC): "Wrenkit!"
The small light tomkit turned at the sound of his name, and happily squeaked, "Hi, Mommy!"
The confused and concerned face of Berrytail blinked at him. "Didn't...Aren't you...?"
"Hmm?" distractedly replied Wrenkit, who had already returned to his game of playing with the stick that jutted out in the nursery wall.
"Vulturekit, fetch the medicine cat, will you?" his mother called over to the fluffy russet tom, who seemed to be almost afraid of his brother. He nodded and sped off.
Wrenkit mentally shrugged at her odd tone, and reached up to touch the stick. "Hey..." he mewed, baffled by his discovery, "...there's red stuff on my paw, Mommy!"
Other: Oh, yeah, he TOTALLY has a mate. [/sarcasm]
And yes, congenital indifference to pain is a real thing.
((I'LL MAKE BEESTRIPE IN DA MORNIN'. ISAAC'S BEIN' TOO WHINY RIGHT NOW.))
Gender: She-cat
Age: 38 moons.
Rank: Warrior/Queen
Clan: GrassClan
Picture:
Physical Description: Berrytail is a mostly white she-cat with ginger patched on her head, back, and brightly on her long tail, the probable reason for her naming. Her eyes are wider than a normal cat's and are a shade of yellow. Her ginger patches are marked by slightly darker tabby markings.
Personality: Berrytail is a kindhearted cat, though is, most of the time, a total ditz. She doesn't follow what happens at the meetings and Gatherings, sometimes, and often hangs out with the younger cats in the Clans, like apprentices. Despite her idiocy, Berrytail can handle herself in a battle, but constantly worries if she's hurting the other cat too bad (she isn't.) Berrytail has troubles hunting sometimes, as her mind drifts.
History: The only thing that can really be considered "exciting" about Berrytail's life is that she mated outside of GrassClan. Her mate is Beestripe, of TreeClan, and she doesn't hide the fact that she loves him. She now has two kits, Wrenkit and Vulturekit, who seem quite healthy except a slightly odd thing about Wrenkit...
In Character (IC): The warrior stepped lightly across the border, not bothering to look around, though Beestripe would gently scold her for it later.
In minutes, his ginger tail was entwined with hers, his purring rumbling in her ears.
She looked up into his chocolaty eyes with unashamed adoration. "Beestripe?"
"Hm?" came his soft voice.
"I love you, y'know."
The TreeClan warrior opened his eyes and looked at her face, where any emotion was readable. "Yeah," he replied, hiding his sadness. "Me too."
Other: Berrytail is mated to Beestripe and has two kits. They were her first litter.
Name: Vulturekit
Gender: Tomkit
Age: 3 1/2 moons.
Rank: Kit
Clan: GrassClan
Picture:
Physical Description: Russet, longhair tomkit with grey/green eyes. His chin is white, and the tips of his ears are black. His legs fade into a deeper russet, so his paws are the darkest noticeable fur. The tip of his tail is a gingerish-cream color.
Personality: Almost the exact opposite of his mother, Vulturekit is a serious tom that you'd have to watch out for in battle. Or, at least, when he gets older. He's very protective of his younger brother, Wrenkit, and claims that he's the only one allowed to tease him. Overall, he's goodhearted, and sticks to the Warrior Code like a hounddog does to a slab of meat.
History: HalfClan, and born of Berrytail and Beestripe. Has one brother, Wrenkit.
In Character (IC): Vulturetalon threw off the large rogue, then frantically looked around for his brother. "Wrenpain! Tag out!"
The lighter tom immediately sprang back from the battle, leaving a very confused muscled she-cat, and bounded off to find a medicine cat.
I was lucky I got rid of that other rogue in time, the warrior thought, teeth and claws now focused on his brother's opponent. He was bleeding pretty badly...I hope he makes it to Pearlshell in time.
Other: KIT, peoples, KIT.
Name: Wrenkit
Gender: Tomkit
Age: 3 1/2 moons.
Rank: Kit
Clan: GrassClan
Picture:
Physical Description: Wrenkit is a smaller, shorthaired tan tabby with amber eyes. His fur seems more tinged where the sun can reach it, and near-white on his stomach and chest. He has a tawny streak on his left shoulder, and a white diamond on his forehead. Also, Wrenkit seems to have an unusual amount of scratches for a kit...
Personality: Wrenkit spends a lot of his time curiously inspecting the world, not always a good way to be spending his time with his condition. He suffers from congenital indifference to pain, which is a rare birth defect, with no real explanation yet (though scientists have a hunch on what causes it.) He does not realize when he gets hurt, and the idea of pain can't really penetrate his mind, which seems to always be thinking of ways he can help others. Like his brother, though, he strives to be a good warrior.
History: Born of Berrytail and Beestripe, along with his older brother, Vulturekit. His condition makes it so he either can't feel pain, or he experiences it in a different way.
In Character (IC): "Wrenkit!"
The small light tomkit turned at the sound of his name, and happily squeaked, "Hi, Mommy!"
The confused and concerned face of Berrytail blinked at him. "Didn't...Aren't you...?"
"Hmm?" distractedly replied Wrenkit, who had already returned to his game of playing with the stick that jutted out in the nursery wall.
"Vulturekit, fetch the medicine cat, will you?" his mother called over to the fluffy russet tom, who seemed to be almost afraid of his brother. He nodded and sped off.
Wrenkit mentally shrugged at her odd tone, and reached up to touch the stick. "Hey..." he mewed, baffled by his discovery, "...there's red stuff on my paw, Mommy!"
Other: Oh, yeah, he TOTALLY has a mate. [/sarcasm]
And yes, congenital indifference to pain is a real thing.
((I'LL MAKE BEESTRIPE IN DA MORNIN'. ISAAC'S BEIN' TOO WHINY RIGHT NOW.))
