Post by nikki on Jul 20, 2007 17:20:57 GMT -5
.name.
Jaywing
.gender.
tom
.age.
45 moons
.clan.
Shadowclan
.rank.
Deputy
.quick description.
black tom with blue eyes
.description.
Jaywing is a broad shouldered, strong looking tomcat with a sleek pelt and broad, flat paws. He is the very meaning of powerful. His strong muscles ripple every time he walks, and his claws are sharp, curved to a point. His powerful shoulders hold many scars from various battles and another scar runs the length of his back. His dark blue eyes demand respect and authority.
.personality.
Jaywing is usually quiet unless he is assigning patrols or duties. He is firm and steadfast in character, not wavering a moment in any argument. Jaywing also is very powerful in the manner that he asserts himself. He is strong in heart and character, loyal till the end. Jaywing prides himself in his fighting skills and good looks. He is not too boastful, and sometimes he may be humble. I said sometimes
.history.
Jaywing was born to a rogue she-cat, unaware of his father or lineage. He was found by Shadowclan as a helpless young kit, shivering in the pouring rain. He was taken in, and fostered by a strict queen, Hollyrose, with too much on her plate already. She took to neglecting Jaykit and seeing to her own kits more often than not. But, another queen, Featherwing, took to caring for him. Yet, if she was caught, she got a reprimand by Hollyrose and chided by the clan leader. She carried on anyway, allowing her kits to play with Jaykit. Jaykit soon became an apprentice, and was growing fond of one of Featherwing's kits. Her name was Fernpaw, a young, spirited she-cat with kind blue eyes. As the years drew on, their relationship blossomed into love. Jaypaw became Jaywing, and Fernpaw became Fernpelt. The two had been thinking about kits for a long time, but before that decision could be made, Fernpelt died. Blackcough had swept the camp, causing several fatalities and costing Jaywing the only thing he had ever loved and cherished. He became secluded and quiet, keeping to himself but proving his worth. When he was appointed deputy, he found something to look forward to. And who knows, maybe another she-cat will make his eyes glow again!
.roleplay sample.
Jaywing groomed his sleek black pelt with concentration, welcoming the warmth of the sun on his pelt. His pink tongue stopped, his ears twitching as a scuffling interupted his bath. He scented his surroundings, finding the scent of mouse. He chucked, and crouched low to the ground. He stalked the mouse, jaws dripping and pulse surging in excitement. He pounced, killing the mouse. He stuck out his chest in triumph as he munched happily on the catch.
.codeword.
Leaf Whisperings
.picture.
Pic!
Jaywing
.gender.
tom
.age.
45 moons
.clan.
Shadowclan
.rank.
Deputy
.quick description.
black tom with blue eyes
.description.
Jaywing is a broad shouldered, strong looking tomcat with a sleek pelt and broad, flat paws. He is the very meaning of powerful. His strong muscles ripple every time he walks, and his claws are sharp, curved to a point. His powerful shoulders hold many scars from various battles and another scar runs the length of his back. His dark blue eyes demand respect and authority.
.personality.
Jaywing is usually quiet unless he is assigning patrols or duties. He is firm and steadfast in character, not wavering a moment in any argument. Jaywing also is very powerful in the manner that he asserts himself. He is strong in heart and character, loyal till the end. Jaywing prides himself in his fighting skills and good looks. He is not too boastful, and sometimes he may be humble. I said sometimes
.history.
Jaywing was born to a rogue she-cat, unaware of his father or lineage. He was found by Shadowclan as a helpless young kit, shivering in the pouring rain. He was taken in, and fostered by a strict queen, Hollyrose, with too much on her plate already. She took to neglecting Jaykit and seeing to her own kits more often than not. But, another queen, Featherwing, took to caring for him. Yet, if she was caught, she got a reprimand by Hollyrose and chided by the clan leader. She carried on anyway, allowing her kits to play with Jaykit. Jaykit soon became an apprentice, and was growing fond of one of Featherwing's kits. Her name was Fernpaw, a young, spirited she-cat with kind blue eyes. As the years drew on, their relationship blossomed into love. Jaypaw became Jaywing, and Fernpaw became Fernpelt. The two had been thinking about kits for a long time, but before that decision could be made, Fernpelt died. Blackcough had swept the camp, causing several fatalities and costing Jaywing the only thing he had ever loved and cherished. He became secluded and quiet, keeping to himself but proving his worth. When he was appointed deputy, he found something to look forward to. And who knows, maybe another she-cat will make his eyes glow again!
.roleplay sample.
Jaywing groomed his sleek black pelt with concentration, welcoming the warmth of the sun on his pelt. His pink tongue stopped, his ears twitching as a scuffling interupted his bath. He scented his surroundings, finding the scent of mouse. He chucked, and crouched low to the ground. He stalked the mouse, jaws dripping and pulse surging in excitement. He pounced, killing the mouse. He stuck out his chest in triumph as he munched happily on the catch.
.codeword.
Leaf Whisperings
.picture.
Pic!
