Post by {{M!RROR on Oct 25, 2008 15:27:21 GMT -5
call me dawnstripe.
i am proud to be ashe-cat.
i am theshadowclan deputy.
i've lived in this world for45 moons.
Personality.
Dawnstripe's personality shows on her face. She is intense and serious. She hardly ever gets amused, and if you make her laugh that is a real milestone. She is kind, though, and really knows pain. She always tries to help in any way she can. She is very worthy of deputy, being responsible, reliable, swift, and efficient. She is very obedient and respectful of anyone. She does love kits, though. She loves the warm, cuddly little bundles of fur, but knows she can't have them since she is the deputy. She wants to serve her Clan in the best way she can, and she knows she is best needed when she is a deputy, not a queen, although queens and kits are important. She always plays with the kits, and is kind to everyone in the Clan. However, if she thinks some cat is betraying her Clan or something else, she will not hesitate to tell Stormstar or check it out.
Dawnstripe does have another side. Her other side is fiery and determined, and one sixteenth foolish. This side shows when she is angry or sad. Then, nothing can stop her. Before, when this happened, she would claw the other kits in the nursery and the other apprentices in the end. Now, however, when this happens, she takes a border patrol and concentrates on clawing trees as a border marker. She can also do foolish things, too, like the time her mother was killed by a dog. Dawnpaw, infuriated, had decided to take on the dog herself, only to get almost killed. However, Dawnstripe now holds back this desire to injure who or what ever caused her pain or misery. However, she is snappy on this side, complete with lots of growls, hisses, and unsheathed claws. However, even if Dawnstripe unsheathes her claws on a Clanmate, she never hurts them.
You could also call Dawnstripe very moody. She is unpredictable. You never know whether she is on her serious side or her determined side. Either way, she switches daily. She mostly becomes angry at nightfall. Why, you ask? You see, she works hard all day, so her paws are scratched and tired and her muscles are weak and her legs are ready to collapse under her. She becomes grouchy, then. Cats still respect her, though, because they know she was the right choice.
Appearance.
Dawnstripe is one that people would call 'light', 'easy', and 'small'. She is indeed small, which is unusual for her Clan. But by no means is she light and easy. She is small, but her muscles show out from under her limbs. But let's start from the top. Her whiskers are short and straight. They look very neat. Her muzzle is well-shaped with little daggers of teeth sticking up from her healthy, pink gums. Her nose is velvet-red, and soft. Her muzzle is very well-shaped. Her face always has a look of seriousness frozen on it. Her eyes are as huge as moons. They are an intense dark amber color. They are rimmed with two colors. First, they are circled by a small band of black, then rimmed again by thicker, cream-colored fur. Going down, her neck is short but strong. Her muscles bulge from her shoulders. Her legs are short and stocky, ending with two big paws, bigger than most cats of her gender.Her back is straight and her hind legs are more flexible than her front legs. They are strong, wiry, and long, ideal for jumping into trees or kicking enemies.
She has a very unique pelt. Let's start from the top. Again. Her muzzle is a deep, creamy red up to her nose. From there, it goes down the sides of her neck and down the side of her front paws. Her ears are soft and black. Her neck has a huge white splotch on it. Down to her paws. The front half of them is white - the back half is red. It's very....unique. Her back is white with ginger and red stripes, hence Dawnstripe. Her back legs are a yellowish, creamy color, kind of like butter. Her tail has the stripes of her back. Her whole underside is white, except for a few things. Her chin is like night itself. Her soft underbelly has gentle, faint cream streaks on it.
From her fur, you can see that Dawnstripe is a moderately ugly cat, but that does not stop her from doing her best to help ShadowClan.
History.
Dawnkit was born at dawn, during a cruelly hot green-leaf day. Her sister was black-and white. She was named Splotchkit. As a kit, Dawnkit was curious and asked many questions. Her mother ansqwered them quietly. However, her father soon came back from the quest he was on. As soon as he returned, he became disappointed. He had wanted toms. For this, he ran away, never coming back. It made Dawnkit and Splotchkit very sad as they watched the other kits playing with their father when their father visited the nursery. They didn't even have their mother. Their mother had loved their father very much. She was so depressed about her mate's departure that she became a no-one. She didn't eat and didn't talk. All day, she would wander about the territory mourning. Then, long after everyone was asleep, she'd steal into the camp and sleep in the warriors den. Then, before anyone was awake, she would wake up and continue the cycle.
Most cats reacted to this with sympathy, but that did not help Dawnkit or Splotchkit. They both craved their mother, and they knew only she could comfort them. They had know her regular self, before she went into mourning, and they wanted that. They wanted their fun-loving, comforting, warm mother, not the mother who didn't talk, and didn't eat, and went wandering about the territory all day, mourning and yowling long, echoing, bone-chilling shrieks in the day. They knew she was crazy, and they didn't like it.
Then came the day of their apprenticeship. Dawnpaw's mentor was Patchstripe. He was an old, humorous, joking tom. Dawnpaw loved him as a mentor, and always was obedient to him. However, one leaf-bare day, there started a greencough epidemic. During training, Patchstripe started wheezing and collapsed. He thrashed like anything. Dawnpaw, scared, brought him back to camp. Dawnpaw learned that Patchstripe must have had this for a long time and noticed the symptoms. "He must have not come to me because he wanted to continue training you. Oh, you are a sweet little thing." Dawnpaw was very hurt. The next morning, Patchstripe was dead. And Dawnpaw yowled echoing, mournful yowls like her mother.
Her training was continued by Noleaf, the deputy, who had a way with words. He could make you believe a toad was a rabbit, if he wanted to! However, Dawnpaw was deaf to his persuasion. She hated him, and dreaded training with him. Only when they were alone would they release their anger at each other. Dawnpaw 'mysteriously' got many scars that new-leaf. However, one day she was sent on a border patrol with Noleaf and her mother. They were attacked by a dog. "Get help!" Noleaf yowled, but Dawnpaw shook her head no. "I've got to save my mother!" Noleaf, frustrated, ran back to camp to get help. However, during this time, while Dawnpaw was getting pursued by the dog, her mother threw herself in front of her, saving Dawnpaw in exchange for her life. Anger lent fuel to her paws, but the dog got the best of her. Just before she went unconscious, she killed it.
She became a warrior that night. She sat in her vigil under the stars, named Dawnstripe. Splotchfur was next to her, grinning. And Dawnstripe grinned back.
In the first 5 moons of her warriorhood, her eye was on Applefur. He was a handsome, kind warrior. It was not long before she fell madly in love with him. They admitted their love while hunting alone, and Dawnstripe's belly soon became heavy with kits. She had one kit. It was a mix of both of them. It had Applefur's ginger fur, and Dawnstripe's red stripes and it also had the circles around its eyes. Dawnstripe named her tom Thornkit. She stayed in the nursery that moon, watching Thornkit lovingly.
Thornkit soon became an apprentice. Dawnstripe was his mentor. They trained together, and had a huge bond, because, they were not only mentor and apprentice, but they were mother and son. However, once while they were battle-training, a WindClan patrol attacked them. They quickly killed Thornpaw. Dawnstripe stood protectively over her son's dead body, sinking her teeth into any WindClanner who dared come near. She soon chased them off.
Then came the day that Noleaf died. Dawnstripe became the deputy of the Clan. And she has been serving her Clan well ever since.
RP Sample.
Dawnstripe padded out of her den. Sunhigh patrol is me, Hazelcloud, and Snowypeak! she meowed to Hazelcloud.
Sorry for the super-short RP sample
something else i've got to say iswow. this took a long time.
Shhh! Don't tell! The secret codeword isnot needed.
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Personality.
Dawnstripe's personality shows on her face. She is intense and serious. She hardly ever gets amused, and if you make her laugh that is a real milestone. She is kind, though, and really knows pain. She always tries to help in any way she can. She is very worthy of deputy, being responsible, reliable, swift, and efficient. She is very obedient and respectful of anyone. She does love kits, though. She loves the warm, cuddly little bundles of fur, but knows she can't have them since she is the deputy. She wants to serve her Clan in the best way she can, and she knows she is best needed when she is a deputy, not a queen, although queens and kits are important. She always plays with the kits, and is kind to everyone in the Clan. However, if she thinks some cat is betraying her Clan or something else, she will not hesitate to tell Stormstar or check it out.
Dawnstripe does have another side. Her other side is fiery and determined, and one sixteenth foolish. This side shows when she is angry or sad. Then, nothing can stop her. Before, when this happened, she would claw the other kits in the nursery and the other apprentices in the end. Now, however, when this happens, she takes a border patrol and concentrates on clawing trees as a border marker. She can also do foolish things, too, like the time her mother was killed by a dog. Dawnpaw, infuriated, had decided to take on the dog herself, only to get almost killed. However, Dawnstripe now holds back this desire to injure who or what ever caused her pain or misery. However, she is snappy on this side, complete with lots of growls, hisses, and unsheathed claws. However, even if Dawnstripe unsheathes her claws on a Clanmate, she never hurts them.
You could also call Dawnstripe very moody. She is unpredictable. You never know whether she is on her serious side or her determined side. Either way, she switches daily. She mostly becomes angry at nightfall. Why, you ask? You see, she works hard all day, so her paws are scratched and tired and her muscles are weak and her legs are ready to collapse under her. She becomes grouchy, then. Cats still respect her, though, because they know she was the right choice.
Appearance.
Dawnstripe is one that people would call 'light', 'easy', and 'small'. She is indeed small, which is unusual for her Clan. But by no means is she light and easy. She is small, but her muscles show out from under her limbs. But let's start from the top. Her whiskers are short and straight. They look very neat. Her muzzle is well-shaped with little daggers of teeth sticking up from her healthy, pink gums. Her nose is velvet-red, and soft. Her muzzle is very well-shaped. Her face always has a look of seriousness frozen on it. Her eyes are as huge as moons. They are an intense dark amber color. They are rimmed with two colors. First, they are circled by a small band of black, then rimmed again by thicker, cream-colored fur. Going down, her neck is short but strong. Her muscles bulge from her shoulders. Her legs are short and stocky, ending with two big paws, bigger than most cats of her gender.Her back is straight and her hind legs are more flexible than her front legs. They are strong, wiry, and long, ideal for jumping into trees or kicking enemies.
She has a very unique pelt. Let's start from the top. Again. Her muzzle is a deep, creamy red up to her nose. From there, it goes down the sides of her neck and down the side of her front paws. Her ears are soft and black. Her neck has a huge white splotch on it. Down to her paws. The front half of them is white - the back half is red. It's very....unique. Her back is white with ginger and red stripes, hence Dawnstripe. Her back legs are a yellowish, creamy color, kind of like butter. Her tail has the stripes of her back. Her whole underside is white, except for a few things. Her chin is like night itself. Her soft underbelly has gentle, faint cream streaks on it.
From her fur, you can see that Dawnstripe is a moderately ugly cat, but that does not stop her from doing her best to help ShadowClan.
History.
Dawnkit was born at dawn, during a cruelly hot green-leaf day. Her sister was black-and white. She was named Splotchkit. As a kit, Dawnkit was curious and asked many questions. Her mother ansqwered them quietly. However, her father soon came back from the quest he was on. As soon as he returned, he became disappointed. He had wanted toms. For this, he ran away, never coming back. It made Dawnkit and Splotchkit very sad as they watched the other kits playing with their father when their father visited the nursery. They didn't even have their mother. Their mother had loved their father very much. She was so depressed about her mate's departure that she became a no-one. She didn't eat and didn't talk. All day, she would wander about the territory mourning. Then, long after everyone was asleep, she'd steal into the camp and sleep in the warriors den. Then, before anyone was awake, she would wake up and continue the cycle.
Most cats reacted to this with sympathy, but that did not help Dawnkit or Splotchkit. They both craved their mother, and they knew only she could comfort them. They had know her regular self, before she went into mourning, and they wanted that. They wanted their fun-loving, comforting, warm mother, not the mother who didn't talk, and didn't eat, and went wandering about the territory all day, mourning and yowling long, echoing, bone-chilling shrieks in the day. They knew she was crazy, and they didn't like it.
Then came the day of their apprenticeship. Dawnpaw's mentor was Patchstripe. He was an old, humorous, joking tom. Dawnpaw loved him as a mentor, and always was obedient to him. However, one leaf-bare day, there started a greencough epidemic. During training, Patchstripe started wheezing and collapsed. He thrashed like anything. Dawnpaw, scared, brought him back to camp. Dawnpaw learned that Patchstripe must have had this for a long time and noticed the symptoms. "He must have not come to me because he wanted to continue training you. Oh, you are a sweet little thing." Dawnpaw was very hurt. The next morning, Patchstripe was dead. And Dawnpaw yowled echoing, mournful yowls like her mother.
Her training was continued by Noleaf, the deputy, who had a way with words. He could make you believe a toad was a rabbit, if he wanted to! However, Dawnpaw was deaf to his persuasion. She hated him, and dreaded training with him. Only when they were alone would they release their anger at each other. Dawnpaw 'mysteriously' got many scars that new-leaf. However, one day she was sent on a border patrol with Noleaf and her mother. They were attacked by a dog. "Get help!" Noleaf yowled, but Dawnpaw shook her head no. "I've got to save my mother!" Noleaf, frustrated, ran back to camp to get help. However, during this time, while Dawnpaw was getting pursued by the dog, her mother threw herself in front of her, saving Dawnpaw in exchange for her life. Anger lent fuel to her paws, but the dog got the best of her. Just before she went unconscious, she killed it.
She became a warrior that night. She sat in her vigil under the stars, named Dawnstripe. Splotchfur was next to her, grinning. And Dawnstripe grinned back.
In the first 5 moons of her warriorhood, her eye was on Applefur. He was a handsome, kind warrior. It was not long before she fell madly in love with him. They admitted their love while hunting alone, and Dawnstripe's belly soon became heavy with kits. She had one kit. It was a mix of both of them. It had Applefur's ginger fur, and Dawnstripe's red stripes and it also had the circles around its eyes. Dawnstripe named her tom Thornkit. She stayed in the nursery that moon, watching Thornkit lovingly.
Thornkit soon became an apprentice. Dawnstripe was his mentor. They trained together, and had a huge bond, because, they were not only mentor and apprentice, but they were mother and son. However, once while they were battle-training, a WindClan patrol attacked them. They quickly killed Thornpaw. Dawnstripe stood protectively over her son's dead body, sinking her teeth into any WindClanner who dared come near. She soon chased them off.
Then came the day that Noleaf died. Dawnstripe became the deputy of the Clan. And she has been serving her Clan well ever since.
RP Sample.
Dawnstripe padded out of her den. Sunhigh patrol is me, Hazelcloud, and Snowypeak! she meowed to Hazelcloud.
Sorry for the super-short RP sample
something else i've got to say is
Shhh! Don't tell! The secret codeword is
