Post by Halftail on Nov 15, 2009 18:30:09 GMT -5
Name & Clan: Steelrain ~ Hillclan
Age: 71 moons
Gender: Male (Tom)
Allegiance: Hillclan
Rank: Warrior
Description: Body husky and strong from many moons of training. His broad head attached to his broad shoulders by a short muscle laced neck. His tail is short and his ears ragged from past battles. A short, silver spotted tabby coat, his eyes icy blue.
Personality: Not a cat to play around, Steelrain is striaght forward. Not bothering to beat around the bush, he tells the truth, no matter how painful. He isn't easily insulted and keeps a tight control over his emotions, to an extint where he seems almost like an empty walking shell. But he isn't above being kind and compassionate to those in his clan. He carries wisdom in his eyes and becuase of that many look to him for guidance.
History: Normal. Its the only way to describe my life. I grew up with two brothers, Burnkit now Burntail and Crushkit now Crushjaws, bother older then me. We didn't know who our father was, but that isn't much of a suprise, not many cats get the privledged of knowing there father. But I never minded, me and my brothers were always too deep in competition to ever mind or care. We never had much time to think about who he could be or about what she-cat was cuter. We had been so concentrated on training and besting each other we never realized we didn't have any friends untill we became apprentices earning each of us the name paw.
Lonely now, despite all the training and patrols I talked more to others, not about training or fighting, but about me. It wasn't until them I realized the extint of my lonelyness, how much I wanted to talk about me. My social life went up from there and my brothers followed my lead, everything we did turned into competition. But out time as apprentices was short and soon we became warrios, though far from the wise and strong seniors. I can't say anthing intresting happened to me as a warrior, I grew up, had a few kits became a senior warrior myself and more I pretty close to retiring, my brothers, one blind now the other to battle scared have alread retired. I'll follow shortly.
Relatives: Father, Uknown Hillclan warrior
Featherpelt,mother, dead
Burntail, brother, elder
Crushjaws, brother, elder
Talonpaw, daughter
Lemonpaw, daughter
Tropicpaw, son
Shiverfur, daughter
Rubygaze, daughter
Other: None
Age: 71 moons
Gender: Male (Tom)
Allegiance: Hillclan
Rank: Warrior
Description: Body husky and strong from many moons of training. His broad head attached to his broad shoulders by a short muscle laced neck. His tail is short and his ears ragged from past battles. A short, silver spotted tabby coat, his eyes icy blue.
Personality: Not a cat to play around, Steelrain is striaght forward. Not bothering to beat around the bush, he tells the truth, no matter how painful. He isn't easily insulted and keeps a tight control over his emotions, to an extint where he seems almost like an empty walking shell. But he isn't above being kind and compassionate to those in his clan. He carries wisdom in his eyes and becuase of that many look to him for guidance.
History: Normal. Its the only way to describe my life. I grew up with two brothers, Burnkit now Burntail and Crushkit now Crushjaws, bother older then me. We didn't know who our father was, but that isn't much of a suprise, not many cats get the privledged of knowing there father. But I never minded, me and my brothers were always too deep in competition to ever mind or care. We never had much time to think about who he could be or about what she-cat was cuter. We had been so concentrated on training and besting each other we never realized we didn't have any friends untill we became apprentices earning each of us the name paw.
Lonely now, despite all the training and patrols I talked more to others, not about training or fighting, but about me. It wasn't until them I realized the extint of my lonelyness, how much I wanted to talk about me. My social life went up from there and my brothers followed my lead, everything we did turned into competition. But out time as apprentices was short and soon we became warrios, though far from the wise and strong seniors. I can't say anthing intresting happened to me as a warrior, I grew up, had a few kits became a senior warrior myself and more I pretty close to retiring, my brothers, one blind now the other to battle scared have alread retired. I'll follow shortly.
Relatives: Father, Uknown Hillclan warrior
Featherpelt,mother, dead
Burntail, brother, elder
Crushjaws, brother, elder
Talonpaw, daughter
Lemonpaw, daughter
Tropicpaw, son
Shiverfur, daughter
Rubygaze, daughter
Other: None
I am not confident about my Ref accepting ability so I'll leave this unlocked and unmoved for now (sorry =S) but the only thing I can find wrong with it is that the History is written in the first person (which the rules don't say anything about) and you don't appear to have made any of those relatives yet... =/ They are all alive? (Seeing as you specified where the characters were deceased?) 
