Post by Vicious on Apr 11, 2013 19:55:08 GMT -5
| [atrb=cellspacing,0,bTable][atrb=border,0,bTable][cs=2][classy=charname]leopardfang[/classy] | |
| [atrb=style, width:105px; height:365px; overflow:hidden;][classy=stattop]clan[/classy][classy=statbottom]thunder[/classy] [classy=stattop]rank[/classy][classy=statbottom]deputy[/classy] [classy=stattop]age[/classy][classy=statbottom]32 moons[/classy] [classy=stattop]gender[/classy][classy=statbottom]female[/classy] [classy=stattop]sexuality[/classy][classy=statbottom]straight[/classy] | [atrb=style, width:345px; height:365px; overflow:hidden; padding:2px;][style=margin-top:-18px;][classy=infotop]appearance[/classy][classy=appbottom] Click Fur: Leopardfang's pelt is much like a leopards. It is spotted with many rosettes and has a small white chest splash. It is short haired, coarse, and thick. It rarely gets out of place, only needing grooming to get brambles and burrs off her pelt in the mornings. Even though it is thick, it is very soft to the touch and provided warmth during leaf-bare. Eyes: Leopardfang's eyes are a beautiful forest green on the outside, and a deep gold on the inside. They usually switch from being one or the other, and it is only when she is calm and relaxed when there will be both colors. However much emotion they can show, they can also be deceiving, as she can hide her feeling well in the depths of their beauty. Claws: Unlike many cats, Leopardfang has unique claws. Some are black, and others are clear. On one paw there may be three white and two black, and other mixtures. Ears: Leopardfang's ears are quite large for a cat, but do not look out of place on her broad face/head. Build: As you can see in the picture provided, Leopardfang is a very large cat. She towers over most "normal" sized warriors, and has the muscles to make her even larger on top of that. This gives her a bit of a scary and daunting look to her, her whole appearance could probably send a kit running. She is very steady on her feat because of this, making her an excellent runner, climber, and fighter.[/classy] [classy=infotop]personality[/classy][classy=infobottom]Leopardfang is a mature warrior, not one to make fun of others. Rarely will she do this, but only to her closest friends in the clan. She takes her duties seriously, and will not give up until need be. It gets her quite angry when other cats, generally the younger cats, think everything is all play and joke and fun and it takes all of her self control not to snap at them like and elder with ticks! Sometimes she can be flirty and bubbly, but it is only with the cats she feels close to. Other cats from other clans are usually ignored, and so are cats that she feels lonely with and don't strike her interest. Lets just say she's not one to start a conversation unless she feels like the cat on top of everything, almost like a leader. If others come up to her and make conversation, she generally keeps it short with small talk unless she's feeling a rare chatty feeling that does not come about too often. Well yes, all ThunderClan cats are generally bold, or so do many other clans stereotype them as... Leopardfang is like them all, and is as bold as the rest of them. Although she is not obnoxiously bold like some cats, her feelings don't stay locked up inside her.[/classy] [classy=infotop]history[/classy][classy=infobottom]Kithood: Leopardkit was just one of four kits her mother gave birth to. Her father wasn't far away when his mate was giving birth to their four beautiful kits; three daughters an one son. The two other she-kits took after their mother with a long tan pelt while The tom was short-haired with a sleek brown pelt of his father. Leopardkit's father had a slight dappling of a leopard, and passed the spots and short hair on to Leopardkit, and her mother contributed with her tan pelt. When the kits gained all of their scenes, any cat could clearly tell that Leopardkit was the dominant of them all with her stronger build and leadership qualities. She had fun bossing her brother and sisters around the camp, sometimes getting into to trouble. But hey, they're kits and that's what they do! Eager to be an apprentice, Leopardkit would try to show off her skills as much as possible in hopes of scoring the best mentor. Soon her litter-mates caught on to what she was doing, and as loyal followers, did the same as well. Her best play mate would more times than not be her brother, who always played as rough as her. If she had a favorite, it would be him. Apprenticeship: The kits' training did not go unnoticed. Before long their six moon period of being kits was over, and their ceremony to being apprentices was upon them. The runt of the litter, a daughter, worried about being looked at by the whole clan. Leopardkit picked up on this from her, and helped her to the front of the clearing where her mentor awaited her. Praise came to her as well, and she was awarded with a nice comment from her leader. Her mentor was a fun and loving tom who was tough when he needed to be but tried his very hardest to make the boring lessons come to life. Leopardpaw was eager to learn from him, and happy with her humorous mentor. He could see the potential inside of his apprentice, knowing that she would be prying every bit of information out of him as she possibly could. And that is exactly what she did... Leopardpaw was a quick learner, and a perfectionist at that. She wouldn't stop trying to perfect a battle move, hunting technique, swimming (which she found fun...), and climbing. Many days she would bring herself to such exhaustion that she would often fall asleep training, alone of course. Her mentor always stopped her before then when she was training with him. This boosted her ahead of her siblings, and made her pride soar. Almost a moon before her litter-mates, Leopardpaw was ready for her final assessment. She took it alone, no other apprentices being ready at the time. She tested every one of her skills and proved to her mentor that she was ready to be a warrior. And in fact, she was. Warrior: Ah, the lonely warrior ceremony. She was displayed before the clan without her brother and sisters, which she didn't know if it was a good thing or bad. The good part was she was a great and all-mighty powerful warrior before they were, but the bad was that she had to serve her vigil alone in the cold moons of leaf-fall. She bore through it though, thinking of how her new warrior name sounded being cheered by all the cats in ThunderClan. "Leopardfang! Leopardfang! Leopardfang!" She did not fall asleep that bone-chilling night, but her stone heavy eye lids threatened to seal close. As soon as the sun rose, her mentor came out to greet her and dismiss her from the vigil. Many moons have passed since then, and apprentices have been made loyal warriors from her. She has enjoyed her warrior life in ThunderClan, and hopes more adrenalin-pumping moments are soon to come! [/classy] |
| [atrb=style, width:450px; padding:2px;][cs=2][classy=infotop]roleplay sample[/classy][classy=rpsample]Tail lingering in the air, the rather large dappled she-cat locked her gaze at the fluffy behind of a hare. She was approximately three tail lengths away. Her spine prickled with excitement, taking one step closer. She could make the leap from here, her legs well toned and ready to go. Taking a silent deep breath, she hurdled forward, claws grasping the furry bodice of the rabbit. She could feel the rabbit scrabble under her as she took her mouth to the prey's neck, and in one clean nip it fell limp. Leopardfang straightened up, arching her back in a long stretch for she had been stalking the animal for quite some time. A few cracks sounded from her spine as she let out a satisfied sigh. The she-cat bent her neck to pick up her catch, a plump one at that, and bring it back to the tree stump a little ways away where the rest of her catch was hidden. It had been a good day, the weather was nice, a little windy here and there, but certainly not cold because it was newleaf. Thank you StarClan for giving me this life to feed my clan. She looked up through the canopy, a few rays of sunlight hitting her golden orbs. Squinting, Leopardfang nodded, and then ducked her head back down to where her eyes readjusted to the calm shadows of ThunderClan territory. [/classy] |
