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Post by Dr{E}am]-[eart on Feb 16, 2008 18:59:45 GMT -5
Other Accounts:Shadowpaw, Snowpaw
Name:Dreamheart
Age (in moons):30 moons
Clan:ShadowClan
Rank:Deputy
Gender:Tom
Appearance:
*Eyes*
Dreamheart has piercing aqua-blue eyes, with a slight touch of sea-green. If you look straight into them, you'll see sterness, but if you look longer you can see that they are kind and caring. His slits are like mini diamonds, but the sides are a bit rounded.
*Muzzle&Whiskers*
His muzzle is a tanish-white, and is very round at the sides. The front is a bit flat, though. If you touch it, it would feel very fuzzy and soft.
Some of his whiskers are black, and others white. They are soft, but very sensitive so Dreamheart doesn't really like it when they are disturbed by another cat who ever it is.
*Nose&Pawpads*
His nose is always wet, but it feels smooth rather than slimy. It is dark orange, and has a black outline. His pawpads are rough, so it can handle running on rocks for a period of time. They are the same color as the nose- a dark orange, but it has a tint of redish pink blended in with it.
*Pelt*
Dreamheart is an orange-tabby, but he grew some gray fur on his face over the moons. Rather than silky, his fur is fuzzy, but somedays in green-leaf it can be hard and bristly. He cleans it every day, so it has a somewhat sweet-scent clung to it. It rarely ever gets tangled, but once it does, it's hard to undo it.
*Weight&Size*
Dreamheart is a light-weight cat, and he'd seem very skinny, but he is actually very healthy. He has muscular hind-legs, which allowes her to jump high and he started to learn how to climb trees a little.
*Claws&Teeth*
His teeth were very sharp, and they could rip up a small kit easily. His claws were also very sharp, and a bit curved which allowed him to tear at many things.
Personality:
*Kits*
Around kits, Dreamheart feels very comfortable and feels younger, like he was back in his days as a kit. He likes to play around with them but sighs and wishes he was younger. When they do something bad, it's not easy for him to punish them, because he was just like that as a kit. Mischevious.
*Apprentices*
When Dreamheart looks at apprentices, he somehow gets a stronger will and he feels like he can handle anything(although he obviously can't). He likes to think them as the same as kits, but just older, since they still have a few of their traits as kits left. He allows herself to be stern in front of them, because he believes they are old enough to be punished.
*Warriors*
Whenever Dreamheart speaks to a fellow warrior, he treats them like they were above her, like they were more important then him. So basically, he treats them respectfully and carefully.
Dreamheart doesn't really talk them like "friends", but more like how he would talk to somecat he is talking about an important discussion about.
*Elders*
Dreamheart knows elders aren't very flexible, so he likes to make them as comfortable as he could before starting an actual conversation. Whenever he has the time, he likes to drop by the elders den to listen to stories, like he did as an apprentice and kit.
History: *As a kit*
As a kit, Dreamheart loved to listen to stories. Even though he knew a lot of them were very exaggerated, he'd just sit down with shining eyes and once in a while he'd mew "Cool!" or "Really? Tell me more!". He was really jumpy all the time, and he could never sit still. And almost everyday he'd hit her head on something. (Lol!)
*As an apprentice*
When Dreamheart was an apprentice, he grew a very laid-back attitude. He never took anything serously, and he didn't really try really hard in training lessons. Around this time, his father died, so Dreamheart tried to hide his feelings, but apparently he didn't exactly know how, which is how he took on his attitude. He did have a few friends, but he never had any real close ones around this time.
*As a warrior*
When Dreamheart was a warrior, he grew out of his attitude and pulled himself together. He practiced the basic skills he learned as an aprentice everytime she had the chance. He became more loyal, and more serious. Also, he made more friends, and some close ones. Around them, he'd try to act really strong, but always ended up looking clumsy. But his friends knew that Dreamheart wasn't just a lump of foxdung. His fighting skills were a bit different then the general clan's technuiqes. He depended highly on her jumping, and he caught many birds. But that's were his weakness is-when his back legs are ingured, then he can't attack with his full strength.
*Now*
Dreamheart stumvled across the moor. He glanced every direction, trying to pick up a scent. "I can't pick up a single scent," he murmered to himself. "It is leaf-bare, after all." Heading grumpily back to camp, he heard the faint scuttling of a mouse's feet against the bark of a tree. Carefully, Dreamheart assumed a stalking pose and slowly stalked her prey. Then he gracefully pounced on the mouse and killed it with one quick bite. "Finally, prey!", he grunted, though he knew just one mouse wouldn't be very satisfying. He deeply inhaled the cold air, yet he thought it was very refreshing. Soothing his mind, he padded slowly back to camp, taking his time. When he reached it, he dropped the mouse in the fresh-kill pile and optimistically walked to the elders den. "One of the warriors wanted to see you," one of the elders mumbled, half asleep. duties again..., Dreamheart sighed.
Picture:Clicky!
Name:Dreamheart
Age (in moons):30 moons
Clan:ShadowClan
Rank:Deputy
Gender:Tom
Appearance:
*Eyes*
Dreamheart has piercing aqua-blue eyes, with a slight touch of sea-green. If you look straight into them, you'll see sterness, but if you look longer you can see that they are kind and caring. His slits are like mini diamonds, but the sides are a bit rounded.
*Muzzle&Whiskers*
His muzzle is a tanish-white, and is very round at the sides. The front is a bit flat, though. If you touch it, it would feel very fuzzy and soft.
Some of his whiskers are black, and others white. They are soft, but very sensitive so Dreamheart doesn't really like it when they are disturbed by another cat who ever it is.
*Nose&Pawpads*
His nose is always wet, but it feels smooth rather than slimy. It is dark orange, and has a black outline. His pawpads are rough, so it can handle running on rocks for a period of time. They are the same color as the nose- a dark orange, but it has a tint of redish pink blended in with it.
*Pelt*
Dreamheart is an orange-tabby, but he grew some gray fur on his face over the moons. Rather than silky, his fur is fuzzy, but somedays in green-leaf it can be hard and bristly. He cleans it every day, so it has a somewhat sweet-scent clung to it. It rarely ever gets tangled, but once it does, it's hard to undo it.
*Weight&Size*
Dreamheart is a light-weight cat, and he'd seem very skinny, but he is actually very healthy. He has muscular hind-legs, which allowes her to jump high and he started to learn how to climb trees a little.
*Claws&Teeth*
His teeth were very sharp, and they could rip up a small kit easily. His claws were also very sharp, and a bit curved which allowed him to tear at many things.
Personality:
*Kits*
Around kits, Dreamheart feels very comfortable and feels younger, like he was back in his days as a kit. He likes to play around with them but sighs and wishes he was younger. When they do something bad, it's not easy for him to punish them, because he was just like that as a kit. Mischevious.
*Apprentices*
When Dreamheart looks at apprentices, he somehow gets a stronger will and he feels like he can handle anything(although he obviously can't). He likes to think them as the same as kits, but just older, since they still have a few of their traits as kits left. He allows herself to be stern in front of them, because he believes they are old enough to be punished.
*Warriors*
Whenever Dreamheart speaks to a fellow warrior, he treats them like they were above her, like they were more important then him. So basically, he treats them respectfully and carefully.
Dreamheart doesn't really talk them like "friends", but more like how he would talk to somecat he is talking about an important discussion about.
*Elders*
Dreamheart knows elders aren't very flexible, so he likes to make them as comfortable as he could before starting an actual conversation. Whenever he has the time, he likes to drop by the elders den to listen to stories, like he did as an apprentice and kit.
History: *As a kit*
As a kit, Dreamheart loved to listen to stories. Even though he knew a lot of them were very exaggerated, he'd just sit down with shining eyes and once in a while he'd mew "Cool!" or "Really? Tell me more!". He was really jumpy all the time, and he could never sit still. And almost everyday he'd hit her head on something. (Lol!)
*As an apprentice*
When Dreamheart was an apprentice, he grew a very laid-back attitude. He never took anything serously, and he didn't really try really hard in training lessons. Around this time, his father died, so Dreamheart tried to hide his feelings, but apparently he didn't exactly know how, which is how he took on his attitude. He did have a few friends, but he never had any real close ones around this time.
*As a warrior*
When Dreamheart was a warrior, he grew out of his attitude and pulled himself together. He practiced the basic skills he learned as an aprentice everytime she had the chance. He became more loyal, and more serious. Also, he made more friends, and some close ones. Around them, he'd try to act really strong, but always ended up looking clumsy. But his friends knew that Dreamheart wasn't just a lump of foxdung. His fighting skills were a bit different then the general clan's technuiqes. He depended highly on her jumping, and he caught many birds. But that's were his weakness is-when his back legs are ingured, then he can't attack with his full strength.
*Now*
Dreamheart stumvled across the moor. He glanced every direction, trying to pick up a scent. "I can't pick up a single scent," he murmered to himself. "It is leaf-bare, after all." Heading grumpily back to camp, he heard the faint scuttling of a mouse's feet against the bark of a tree. Carefully, Dreamheart assumed a stalking pose and slowly stalked her prey. Then he gracefully pounced on the mouse and killed it with one quick bite. "Finally, prey!", he grunted, though he knew just one mouse wouldn't be very satisfying. He deeply inhaled the cold air, yet he thought it was very refreshing. Soothing his mind, he padded slowly back to camp, taking his time. When he reached it, he dropped the mouse in the fresh-kill pile and optimistically walked to the elders den. "One of the warriors wanted to see you," one of the elders mumbled, half asleep. duties again..., Dreamheart sighed.
Picture:Clicky!
