Post by poppynose on Apr 18, 2008 13:51:53 GMT -5
Name:Poppynose
Age:36 moons
Clan: Ghostclan
Rank:warrior
Gender: She cat
Appearance:
Fur: Her fur is a pale goldenish brown color, streaked with a dark black color, that looks like shadowy waves splotching her fur. She has short fur, but it is soft like a kittens, and when she fluffs up her fur, it makes her look almost twice her size. Her back two feet are black, while her front two are the golden brown color. She has white, that starts at the bottom of her nose, and stretches down beneath her chin. On the fur above her nose, is a sandy gingerish color, that stretches up to about the bottom of her eyes. Her tail has more black then brown, and comes out with thick black rings and smaller brown rings.
Eyes: Poppynose's eyes are the color of a pine forest at dusk. Her pulpil is jet black, outlined with grey/silver. She has lighter green flecks in her eye color. Her eyes slant diagnally, and the fur around them is black. Her eyes always seem to shine with mischeif when you look into them.
Build: Her body frame is very small compared to most cats, she has small paws, and a long tail. She is very lean and slender, therefore she is a fast runner.She has strong leg muscles, and slightly broad shoulders. She has a short longwise body, her ribs also stick out, for the lack of prey she eats.
Other: She has long white whiskers, and very very long claws. Her paws are very small, about half the size of the largest clan cat. From afar, she looks like an apprentice. Her fangs are long, and pearly white, which is her best weapon in battle.
Nightly Appearance: At night, she has a shadowy figure, that looks like a lean grey figure slipping through the shadows. Her eyes glow an eerie green, and her white whiskers look like feathers. All in all she looks like a ghost at night.
Short Description:
Poppynose- A light brown tabby she cat with black stripes, and dark green eyes.
Personality
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Kits: She likes kits, but thinks they are annoying, and have no point to what they say, but she is very protective of them. She wishes to have kits some day, with a tom from Ghostclan.
Apprentices:She has never had an apprentice before, and doesn't really want one either, she will put up with them though if she must. She will teach on too, and would be an excellent mentor.
Warriors:Poppynose is very social and talkative, and loves to chat with warriors. She also appreciates their hardwork, and respects them.
Medicine Cats: She respects these cats, but thinks they are a bit bossy sometimes. She thinks it would be fun to heal other cats, but would rather be off fighting and hunting then healing. She thinks their connection with Starclan is great, but thinks they can be a bit nosy sometimes too.
Leaders and Deputies: She respects them, and admires them, but doesn't like them if they act as if they have bees in their brain, and make bad decsions. Sghe is kind to them, and is always eager to hear what they have to say. She may respect them, and admire them, but she is not afraid to openly challenge their judgment.
Elders: She treats the elders equally as she does to all cats. She thinks they are very very wise, and have many good tales to tell. She listens to them intently, and hopes to learn from them.
Cats From Other Clans: She respects the other clans for thwir work, but as being Ghostclan, she knows her clan will attack the other four someday soon...
Cats Without Clans: She despises them, and thinks of them as foxdung, she has no respect toward them.
Overall Personality: Her overall personality is kind and careing, she is very patient too. She has deep loyalty to her clan, and is feirce, but reckless in battle. She is witty, charming, and very quick thinking. She is also great with toms.
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History:
Poppykit wandered out of the Windclan nursery, a cold wind chilled her to her bone, she let out a muffled squek, too tiny to be heard. She looked around, there was only two warriors up and standing guard, she stumbled toward the enterence. The howling wind tugging her fur in all directions. She quickly regain her footing, and slipped out of the gorse enterence, and into the night. Her pawsteps were silenced by the grass, as she walked way into the shadowy darkness, dissapearing into the trees.
The scent of death and blood overwhelmed her, and she was greeted by a large black tomcat, who scooped her up, and carried her away.
"Work harder!" The tom cat growled at the small apprentice. "Dont let your size stop you!" he growled, his blue eyes narrowed at her.
" But Shadowclaw, it's too hard!" She mewed breathlessly, her sides heaving as she fought to catch her breath.
Shadowclaw stiffled a growl, "all you have to do is slip beneath me, and unbalance me" Her showed her how to use her muzzle.
Poppypaw nodded, and charged at him, she did as he showed her, but slipped and stumbled into the dust. "its too hard!"
"No it's not!" He snarled, then turned and stalked away into the bushes. Poppypaw stared after him, sighing umhappily, looking at her paws.
Poppynose bounded happily after her former mentor, her tail waveing in the air, they were goinhg to the ravine, she looked up, he was three foxlengths ahead of her, she ran faster, but he also did. Immediatly the silence was broken by a terrified screech, and she skidded to a stop, Shadowclaw had fallen over the edge. She crawled forward, peering over the edge, she saw him clinging desperatly to a small ledge. Poppynose stretched out her paw to him, trying to save him, her eyes brimming with pain. He tried to reach his paw up, but then the ledge gave away, and he violently twisted in the air, until dissapearing into the darkness.
"Noooo!" Poppynose yowled, her voice quavering. She stared down the side of the cliff, her body shakeing badly as she backed away. "how could this happen?" She whimpered to herself, as her unsheathed claws clicked against the grey stone.
She turned away, looking at the ground, her shoulders sagging and her tail drooping. "How will i explain this?" She mewed out loud into nothing. She began to limp back to camp, she had torn a claw while reaching down for Shadowclaw. Her ears flicked in all directions, as if trying to hear, even the smallest sound, of her mentor's voice. She shook her head, and lashed her tail angerily "I should have been able to save him!" She yowled, and claw furiously at the ground, her green eyes filled with fury.
As she entered the camp, she saw Thistlestar lok at her, his blue eyes searching. "Where is Shadowclaw, you have been gone for a while..." His voice trailed off as she hissed. "He fell into the ravine" She whispered, just loud enough for all the shocked cats in the clearing to hear. She looked down at her paws.
"How did he fall?" Thistleclaw asked her curtly.
"We were racing and he slipped over the edge, he couldn't stop in time". She mewed, her voice hoarse with anger and regret.
"He was paying too much attention to me..." She continued
"It's Poppynose's fault!" Yowled Doveflower, a queen.
"No it's not!" Poppynose replied, trying not to lose her temper.
"It is not Poppynose's fault, we will sit vigil tonight, and share tongues with him for the last time" He mewed, his eyes dark.
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Age:36 moons
Clan: Ghostclan
Rank:warrior
Gender: She cat
Appearance:
Fur: Her fur is a pale goldenish brown color, streaked with a dark black color, that looks like shadowy waves splotching her fur. She has short fur, but it is soft like a kittens, and when she fluffs up her fur, it makes her look almost twice her size. Her back two feet are black, while her front two are the golden brown color. She has white, that starts at the bottom of her nose, and stretches down beneath her chin. On the fur above her nose, is a sandy gingerish color, that stretches up to about the bottom of her eyes. Her tail has more black then brown, and comes out with thick black rings and smaller brown rings.
Eyes: Poppynose's eyes are the color of a pine forest at dusk. Her pulpil is jet black, outlined with grey/silver. She has lighter green flecks in her eye color. Her eyes slant diagnally, and the fur around them is black. Her eyes always seem to shine with mischeif when you look into them.
Build: Her body frame is very small compared to most cats, she has small paws, and a long tail. She is very lean and slender, therefore she is a fast runner.She has strong leg muscles, and slightly broad shoulders. She has a short longwise body, her ribs also stick out, for the lack of prey she eats.
Other: She has long white whiskers, and very very long claws. Her paws are very small, about half the size of the largest clan cat. From afar, she looks like an apprentice. Her fangs are long, and pearly white, which is her best weapon in battle.
Nightly Appearance: At night, she has a shadowy figure, that looks like a lean grey figure slipping through the shadows. Her eyes glow an eerie green, and her white whiskers look like feathers. All in all she looks like a ghost at night.
Short Description:
Poppynose- A light brown tabby she cat with black stripes, and dark green eyes.
Personality
.
Kits: She likes kits, but thinks they are annoying, and have no point to what they say, but she is very protective of them. She wishes to have kits some day, with a tom from Ghostclan.
Apprentices:She has never had an apprentice before, and doesn't really want one either, she will put up with them though if she must. She will teach on too, and would be an excellent mentor.
Warriors:Poppynose is very social and talkative, and loves to chat with warriors. She also appreciates their hardwork, and respects them.
Medicine Cats: She respects these cats, but thinks they are a bit bossy sometimes. She thinks it would be fun to heal other cats, but would rather be off fighting and hunting then healing. She thinks their connection with Starclan is great, but thinks they can be a bit nosy sometimes too.
Leaders and Deputies: She respects them, and admires them, but doesn't like them if they act as if they have bees in their brain, and make bad decsions. Sghe is kind to them, and is always eager to hear what they have to say. She may respect them, and admire them, but she is not afraid to openly challenge their judgment.
Elders: She treats the elders equally as she does to all cats. She thinks they are very very wise, and have many good tales to tell. She listens to them intently, and hopes to learn from them.
Cats From Other Clans: She respects the other clans for thwir work, but as being Ghostclan, she knows her clan will attack the other four someday soon...
Cats Without Clans: She despises them, and thinks of them as foxdung, she has no respect toward them.
Overall Personality: Her overall personality is kind and careing, she is very patient too. She has deep loyalty to her clan, and is feirce, but reckless in battle. She is witty, charming, and very quick thinking. She is also great with toms.
.
History:
Poppykit wandered out of the Windclan nursery, a cold wind chilled her to her bone, she let out a muffled squek, too tiny to be heard. She looked around, there was only two warriors up and standing guard, she stumbled toward the enterence. The howling wind tugging her fur in all directions. She quickly regain her footing, and slipped out of the gorse enterence, and into the night. Her pawsteps were silenced by the grass, as she walked way into the shadowy darkness, dissapearing into the trees.
The scent of death and blood overwhelmed her, and she was greeted by a large black tomcat, who scooped her up, and carried her away.
"Work harder!" The tom cat growled at the small apprentice. "Dont let your size stop you!" he growled, his blue eyes narrowed at her.
" But Shadowclaw, it's too hard!" She mewed breathlessly, her sides heaving as she fought to catch her breath.
Shadowclaw stiffled a growl, "all you have to do is slip beneath me, and unbalance me" Her showed her how to use her muzzle.
Poppypaw nodded, and charged at him, she did as he showed her, but slipped and stumbled into the dust. "its too hard!"
"No it's not!" He snarled, then turned and stalked away into the bushes. Poppypaw stared after him, sighing umhappily, looking at her paws.
Poppynose bounded happily after her former mentor, her tail waveing in the air, they were goinhg to the ravine, she looked up, he was three foxlengths ahead of her, she ran faster, but he also did. Immediatly the silence was broken by a terrified screech, and she skidded to a stop, Shadowclaw had fallen over the edge. She crawled forward, peering over the edge, she saw him clinging desperatly to a small ledge. Poppynose stretched out her paw to him, trying to save him, her eyes brimming with pain. He tried to reach his paw up, but then the ledge gave away, and he violently twisted in the air, until dissapearing into the darkness.
"Noooo!" Poppynose yowled, her voice quavering. She stared down the side of the cliff, her body shakeing badly as she backed away. "how could this happen?" She whimpered to herself, as her unsheathed claws clicked against the grey stone.
She turned away, looking at the ground, her shoulders sagging and her tail drooping. "How will i explain this?" She mewed out loud into nothing. She began to limp back to camp, she had torn a claw while reaching down for Shadowclaw. Her ears flicked in all directions, as if trying to hear, even the smallest sound, of her mentor's voice. She shook her head, and lashed her tail angerily "I should have been able to save him!" She yowled, and claw furiously at the ground, her green eyes filled with fury.
As she entered the camp, she saw Thistlestar lok at her, his blue eyes searching. "Where is Shadowclaw, you have been gone for a while..." His voice trailed off as she hissed. "He fell into the ravine" She whispered, just loud enough for all the shocked cats in the clearing to hear. She looked down at her paws.
"How did he fall?" Thistleclaw asked her curtly.
"We were racing and he slipped over the edge, he couldn't stop in time". She mewed, her voice hoarse with anger and regret.
"He was paying too much attention to me..." She continued
"It's Poppynose's fault!" Yowled Doveflower, a queen.
"No it's not!" Poppynose replied, trying not to lose her temper.
"It is not Poppynose's fault, we will sit vigil tonight, and share tongues with him for the last time" He mewed, his eyes dark.
Picture: www.dkimages.com/discover/previews/870/10005606.JPG