Post by Nevercry on Mar 13, 2014 12:58:32 GMT -8
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Name:Nevercry
Age: {In moons} 10
Breed: Ragdoll
Clan: Lightningclan
Rank: Queen
Age: {In moons} 10
Breed: Ragdoll
Clan: Lightningclan
Rank: Queen
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Eye color: Green
Pelt Color: Creme with brown around the muzzle and on the tip of her tail and paws
Markings && Scars: Long scar on belly
General build: Lithe, sleek, and small.
Pelt Color: Creme with brown around the muzzle and on the tip of her tail and paws
Markings && Scars: Long scar on belly
General build: Lithe, sleek, and small.
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Likes: Going for walks, foggy nights, taking care of others, early morning hunts, stargazing
Dislikes: disloyalty, waking up in the middle of the night, stupid questions, dogs, nosy cats
Strengths: good listener, strategic, thoughtful, creative
Weaknesses: Easily distracted, short temper, cares about others too much.
General Personality: Can be rather irritable and rude, but kindhearted and thoughtful. Nevercry enjoys helping others as much as she possibly can, but dislikes when others cannot figure simple tasks out on their own.
Dislikes: disloyalty, waking up in the middle of the night, stupid questions, dogs, nosy cats
Strengths: good listener, strategic, thoughtful, creative
Weaknesses: Easily distracted, short temper, cares about others too much.
General Personality: Can be rather irritable and rude, but kindhearted and thoughtful. Nevercry enjoys helping others as much as she possibly can, but dislikes when others cannot figure simple tasks out on their own.
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Mother: Rainfur
Father: Thorntooth
Siblings: N/A
History: Growing up in Lightningclan, Nevercry often admired the warriors as a young kit. Because of her lack of siblings, she became rather withdrawn and distant. Nevercry enjoyed wondering the camp whenever she could, letting her imagination run wild. After the death of her mother at the paws of a rival clan member, Nevercry vowed to avenge her death. She trained harder than she could have imagined, and fought to be one of the best warriors in the clan. Several moons after earning her warrior name, Nevercry resided to the nursery in preparation for her soon to come kits.
Father: Thorntooth
Siblings: N/A
History: Growing up in Lightningclan, Nevercry often admired the warriors as a young kit. Because of her lack of siblings, she became rather withdrawn and distant. Nevercry enjoyed wondering the camp whenever she could, letting her imagination run wild. After the death of her mother at the paws of a rival clan member, Nevercry vowed to avenge her death. She trained harder than she could have imagined, and fought to be one of the best warriors in the clan. Several moons after earning her warrior name, Nevercry resided to the nursery in preparation for her soon to come kits.
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OOC Name: Never
Other Characters: None at the preset moment
RP Example: The night air was warm and heavy, an eerie layer of fog covering the camp. Sounds of snoring surrounded the restless she cat, lulling her into a strangely relaxed state. Small leaves and bits of grass covered the ground, rustling slightly as the young cat slipped around the camp, letting the rather undisturbed air press against her like the pelts of surrounding clan mates. Looking up, the cat saw a belt of stars dappling the sky, glittering like dew on the grass in the early morning. The night sky was interrupted by a large moon, its not quite full orb floating effortlessly in the air. How the she cat envied the moon, free from fear and worry, left to watch upon the clans, a silent, ever present guardian above them. Relaxed into a state of numbness, the she cat slinked back into her nest, sleep dragging her down into darkness.
Other Characters: None at the preset moment
RP Example: The night air was warm and heavy, an eerie layer of fog covering the camp. Sounds of snoring surrounded the restless she cat, lulling her into a strangely relaxed state. Small leaves and bits of grass covered the ground, rustling slightly as the young cat slipped around the camp, letting the rather undisturbed air press against her like the pelts of surrounding clan mates. Looking up, the cat saw a belt of stars dappling the sky, glittering like dew on the grass in the early morning. The night sky was interrupted by a large moon, its not quite full orb floating effortlessly in the air. How the she cat envied the moon, free from fear and worry, left to watch upon the clans, a silent, ever present guardian above them. Relaxed into a state of numbness, the she cat slinked back into her nest, sleep dragging her down into darkness.
Let the riot begin! LOL - 
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