Post by Ghostkit on May 11, 2008 8:22:21 GMT -5
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Name: Ghostwhite (Ghostkit)
Age (in moons): 5
Clan: RiverClan
Rank: Kit
Gender: Tom (Male)
Appearance: Ghost's fur is a solid white, except for a small black dot of black fur on his left paw, it's unknown why it is there. It is medium-long in length and it is aslo how he got his name, his fur at ngiht gives off an eerie glow that makes him look like a spirit, or 'Ghost'. He is not proud of this feature, however, because it attratcs attention at night and he hates that, He is very soft to the touch, almost like downfeathers and his tail is longer than most of his clan. He was born with Heterochromia, one eye is a deep cerulean blue and the other is a vibrant green color. They are large eyes, and probably his most prominent feature. He is muscular in build, weighing about 6 maybe 7 pounds already. His legs are very stocky and muscular, like most of his clan and he also has his webbed feet, but not noticeable. His claws are long and a foggy white color. He rarely breaks one and if he does they grow back quick. His teeth are not fully developed yet but are pretty long for a kit his age.
Personality: Ghost's personality is a little odd. He hates his peers, the other kits, but tolerates them. They're always too loud and too playful for his taste. He prefers to be alone or in the company of Warriors or Medicine Cats. He respects them both highly and wants to become a Warrior some day. The reason he liked the Medicine cats is because he was saved by one and because he liked to learn from them. Even though he wants to become a brave warrior a healing remedy or two doesn't hurt. Though he has not met the leader or his deputy face to face he has seen them walk by on occasion. He holds them in high respect for allowing him into the clan even though he was found off the boundaries of the RiverClan. He is, however, very tolerant of other clan cats and of cats with no clan. He sees no reason to fight since the forest is huge and is enough to support all four clans with ease. He, though, has never had a confrontation with either of these types of cats.
His overall personality is hermit-like. Prefering to be along rather than in the company of peers. If someone tries to get too close to him he'll usually push them away with a witty insult. He is very inquisitive and will ask anything on his mind.
History: Ghost was found almost dead inside of a tree trunk, trying to escape the cold. He wasn't many days old when a RiverClan Medicine Cat found him and took him back to the clan. The leader was suspicious of him for a few moons, keeping him under tight survellance and supervision. He is appearantly a part of the clan, his legs and webbed feet say so. However, his parents were never found and nobody claimed him. He figured he was born and left there but some other dissagree. The leader thought he was sent out as an infant to grow and become a thread from within the clan, a kit from one clan put in to destroy the other. To this day he still wonders and waits for something to give him a clue, to give him a break, to be a stong and powerful warrior.
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Name: Ghostwhite (Ghostkit)
Age (in moons): 5
Clan: RiverClan
Rank: Kit
Gender: Tom (Male)
Appearance: Ghost's fur is a solid white, except for a small black dot of black fur on his left paw, it's unknown why it is there. It is medium-long in length and it is aslo how he got his name, his fur at ngiht gives off an eerie glow that makes him look like a spirit, or 'Ghost'. He is not proud of this feature, however, because it attratcs attention at night and he hates that, He is very soft to the touch, almost like downfeathers and his tail is longer than most of his clan. He was born with Heterochromia, one eye is a deep cerulean blue and the other is a vibrant green color. They are large eyes, and probably his most prominent feature. He is muscular in build, weighing about 6 maybe 7 pounds already. His legs are very stocky and muscular, like most of his clan and he also has his webbed feet, but not noticeable. His claws are long and a foggy white color. He rarely breaks one and if he does they grow back quick. His teeth are not fully developed yet but are pretty long for a kit his age.
Personality: Ghost's personality is a little odd. He hates his peers, the other kits, but tolerates them. They're always too loud and too playful for his taste. He prefers to be alone or in the company of Warriors or Medicine Cats. He respects them both highly and wants to become a Warrior some day. The reason he liked the Medicine cats is because he was saved by one and because he liked to learn from them. Even though he wants to become a brave warrior a healing remedy or two doesn't hurt. Though he has not met the leader or his deputy face to face he has seen them walk by on occasion. He holds them in high respect for allowing him into the clan even though he was found off the boundaries of the RiverClan. He is, however, very tolerant of other clan cats and of cats with no clan. He sees no reason to fight since the forest is huge and is enough to support all four clans with ease. He, though, has never had a confrontation with either of these types of cats.
His overall personality is hermit-like. Prefering to be along rather than in the company of peers. If someone tries to get too close to him he'll usually push them away with a witty insult. He is very inquisitive and will ask anything on his mind.
History: Ghost was found almost dead inside of a tree trunk, trying to escape the cold. He wasn't many days old when a RiverClan Medicine Cat found him and took him back to the clan. The leader was suspicious of him for a few moons, keeping him under tight survellance and supervision. He is appearantly a part of the clan, his legs and webbed feet say so. However, his parents were never found and nobody claimed him. He figured he was born and left there but some other dissagree. The leader thought he was sent out as an infant to grow and become a thread from within the clan, a kit from one clan put in to destroy the other. To this day he still wonders and waits for something to give him a clue, to give him a break, to be a stong and powerful warrior.
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