Post by krizzygirl206 on Jan 12, 2008 22:58:50 GMT -5
Other Accounts:
None ((Although I'm planning on making another later.))
Name:
Moonclaw
Age (in moons):
Fifty Moons
Clan:
ShadowClan
Rank:
Medicine Cat
Gender:
Male
Appearance:
Moonclaw is known for his cresent-like pale claws, which are above average size for a cat. His entire body is covered in a sleek black coat that, when in the moonlight, shines and sparkles. There never seems to ever be a speck of dirt or mud or grime on Moonclaw, he enjoys staying clean in the marshlands of ShadowClan.
His paws are slightly larger, to accomadate his large claws and are strong and powerful. Some would say, at first glance, that he was a Warrior cat, due to his build. The padding on the bottom of his paws are a dark grey color, although, as a kit they were much lighter.
The ears on either side of his head are average sized. With a hint of light purple on the inside, they are still a sight to behold.
The tip of Moonclaw's long tail is bent. He was simply born like that, although some believe that he was in a fight with cat from another Clan.
Personality:
Moonclaw is rather fond of company, although will become slightly annoyed after extended stays of over-talkative cats.
History:
Perhaps it was the storm raging outside the ShadowClan camp that scared the kits, or perhaps it was the knowledge that their mother was dying and they were powerless to stop it.
Out of all the five in the litter, a single black kit stayed by its mother, trying as best as it could to try anything that may help her. There was not much it could do, however. It was only a kit. The others where with another Queen already, forgetting about the mother that had raised them for the past two moons.
By dawn, as the storm died down and left the area, the kit's mother passed on. They were told later that she was sick with Greencough. They only told the kits this to make them unaware that it was their fault. The Queen was nearing the age where she would soon be unable to have kits. She believed, and so did all others, that she was already unable to. When she found out that she was expecting one last litter, she was both overjoyed and worried. The birthing was too much for her, and she passed after only two moons.
Moonpaw became an apprentice Medicine Cat as soon as he reached six moons. He wanted to prevent other members of his clan from dying from diseases such as Greencough, like his mother had. Having a natural knack for herbs, he would sometimes be allowed to take over the role of Medicine Cat even in his early training. This was only when the official Medicine Cat was busy, would Moonpaw be allowed to do so.
He was left out from the groups of cats his age, due to his love of healing and not war. He grew up distant from his siblings, but did not grow cold and heartless as one might think. No. This only hightened his love of Healing. For, while his fellow Clan cats were out fighting, they would depend on his skills to heal them afterward. He would be helping no matter what posistion he took.
After many moons of training, his mentor, Gloomcoat, disappeared. He remembered Gloomcoat saying to him his dreams for the future. He had said they did not involve ShadowClan, or any Clan for that matter. They were adventures out in the wilderness, beyond the all the Clan boarders. For some time, Moonclaw shared this dream, but he knew very well that his place was in the Clan. For he had no hunting skills and was positive that he would never allow himself to become a Kittypet.
Moonpaw became Moonclaw the next day. He took over the position of Medicine Cat of ShadowClan and began his service to his home.
It has been over thirty moons since then.
Picture:
This is a picture of my friend's cat, Milo.
None ((Although I'm planning on making another later.))
Name:
Moonclaw
Age (in moons):
Fifty Moons
Clan:
ShadowClan
Rank:
Medicine Cat
Gender:
Male
Appearance:
Moonclaw is known for his cresent-like pale claws, which are above average size for a cat. His entire body is covered in a sleek black coat that, when in the moonlight, shines and sparkles. There never seems to ever be a speck of dirt or mud or grime on Moonclaw, he enjoys staying clean in the marshlands of ShadowClan.
His paws are slightly larger, to accomadate his large claws and are strong and powerful. Some would say, at first glance, that he was a Warrior cat, due to his build. The padding on the bottom of his paws are a dark grey color, although, as a kit they were much lighter.
The ears on either side of his head are average sized. With a hint of light purple on the inside, they are still a sight to behold.
The tip of Moonclaw's long tail is bent. He was simply born like that, although some believe that he was in a fight with cat from another Clan.
Personality:
Moonclaw is rather fond of company, although will become slightly annoyed after extended stays of over-talkative cats.
History:
Perhaps it was the storm raging outside the ShadowClan camp that scared the kits, or perhaps it was the knowledge that their mother was dying and they were powerless to stop it.
Out of all the five in the litter, a single black kit stayed by its mother, trying as best as it could to try anything that may help her. There was not much it could do, however. It was only a kit. The others where with another Queen already, forgetting about the mother that had raised them for the past two moons.
By dawn, as the storm died down and left the area, the kit's mother passed on. They were told later that she was sick with Greencough. They only told the kits this to make them unaware that it was their fault. The Queen was nearing the age where she would soon be unable to have kits. She believed, and so did all others, that she was already unable to. When she found out that she was expecting one last litter, she was both overjoyed and worried. The birthing was too much for her, and she passed after only two moons.
Moonpaw became an apprentice Medicine Cat as soon as he reached six moons. He wanted to prevent other members of his clan from dying from diseases such as Greencough, like his mother had. Having a natural knack for herbs, he would sometimes be allowed to take over the role of Medicine Cat even in his early training. This was only when the official Medicine Cat was busy, would Moonpaw be allowed to do so.
He was left out from the groups of cats his age, due to his love of healing and not war. He grew up distant from his siblings, but did not grow cold and heartless as one might think. No. This only hightened his love of Healing. For, while his fellow Clan cats were out fighting, they would depend on his skills to heal them afterward. He would be helping no matter what posistion he took.
After many moons of training, his mentor, Gloomcoat, disappeared. He remembered Gloomcoat saying to him his dreams for the future. He had said they did not involve ShadowClan, or any Clan for that matter. They were adventures out in the wilderness, beyond the all the Clan boarders. For some time, Moonclaw shared this dream, but he knew very well that his place was in the Clan. For he had no hunting skills and was positive that he would never allow himself to become a Kittypet.
Moonpaw became Moonclaw the next day. He took over the position of Medicine Cat of ShadowClan and began his service to his home.
It has been over thirty moons since then.
Picture:
This is a picture of my friend's cat, Milo.
The more the better. Look at some of the best bios to get some examples, but don't you dare copy them. That's their work not yours. Just look for examples of things you could expand on. You'll get there eventually. 
