Post by kushikito on Jun 30, 2008 19:09:33 GMT -5
Burningpaw
[It's not like I'm walking alone into the valley of Shadow and Death, stand beside one another 'cause it ain't over yet. I'm willing to bet that if we don't back down, you and I'll be the one's who are holdin' the crown in the end.]
[Frontline by Pillar]
General Info
Name. Burningpaw
Warrior Name. Burningsoul
Nicknames. Burning
Gender. She-Cat
Age. Eight Moons
Birth Clan. Twoleg Kittypet
Past Clans. Kittypet, IvoryClan
Current Clan. IvoryClan
Rank. Apprentice
-.-.-.-
Appearance
Build. Burningpaw is built for running, hunting, carrying messages at a swift pace. She's small and lean, yet she is fit for fighting as well. Burningpaw is a perfect all-around cat.
Fur. Bright orange, the color of a flame in the blazing sun.
Eyes. Burningpaw's eyes are a deep, dark green. You can see the leaves of trees, greener than grass, billowing beyond their glassy, beautiful surface. So deep that you want to swim in them.
Other. Burningpaw has a mark of a tongue of flame emblazoned on her forehead, a reminder of the fire she survived as a tiny kit.
Personality. Burningpaw has a keep-to-yourself-and-lash-out-at-every-cat-except-your-best-friend personality. Based on her horrible experience in the fire, she keeps to herself, and only trusts to be with her best friend and only living kin, Deathpaw.
Hobbies and talents. Burningpaw loves to hunt. She goes hunting nearly every day. She likes to run like the wind, her paws soaring over the ground as she races through the trees. Burningpaw likes to hold herself in high esteem as the best hunter in the Clan. She knows this is probably not true, but likes to think that way, as it makes her feel better.
Faults and dislikes. Burningpaw doesn't trust cats to be her friends, only because she's afraid of losing them like her family.
-.-.-.-
History
Parents. Harrow and Sin
Siblings. Deathpaw, Lily, Haunt, and Bone
Teaching Me.
Proteges. None
Closer than a friend. No Cat Is My Mate
After me. I Have Had No Kits
Other Family. No Cats
Gone but unforgotten. Harrow, Lily, Sin, Bone, and Haunt are dead.
History.
As a kit, Burningpaw lived a happy life in a rich twoleg mansion with all of her brothers and sisters, and her parents. Burningpaw had the name Larka. Burningpaw loved her life, but then one day, the mansion caught fire. Burningpaw fought to get out alive with her family, but every cat died except for her and Deathpaw, who had the name of Tratto. They escaped the scene of the fire, and sought shelter with IvoryClan.
Since then.
Companionship.
Other than Deathpaw, no cat.
Enmity.
There's this one apprentice- Paintedpaw... They absolutely HATE each other.
Otherwise known.
Burningpaw has an opinion of every cat, but there are a lot who she doesn't really pay much attention to.
-.-.-.-
Pics
Burningpaw is the orange cat, her fur like a tongue of fire and Deathpaw is the gray one.
-.-.-.-
In Addendum
Rubbish Cow
-.-.-.-
Roleplaying Sample
This is going to be a roleplay in the eyes of a loner who has joined a Clan called AshClan.
Fell sighed as he looked out of the warriors den and into the camp. Every cat seemed to hate him. Fell wondered if he had made the right decision to join this Clan. It had seemed like a great way of life, fighting for a cause other than just to survive. Looking into the trees of ash, oak, and birch, Fell wondered if he'd ever feel at home. Sighing, the black tom heaved himself to his paw and trotted out into the AshClan camp.
"Hey, you! Fell, is it?" Fell turned to see a yellow tom coming up to him- Lightningflash, was it? "Do you want to go hunting with me?'
Fell almost died in shock. A cat was asking him to go hunting? Wanted to be his friend? This was a big change from before.
"Y-You want to go hunting with me?" He asked, unsure of what this cat's real intention was.
"Yeah! Let's go! Come on, before the sun sets."
Fell leapt up and followed Lightingflash out of the camp, unable to believe it. He had found a friend.
[/center][/size][/color][It's not like I'm walking alone into the valley of Shadow and Death, stand beside one another 'cause it ain't over yet. I'm willing to bet that if we don't back down, you and I'll be the one's who are holdin' the crown in the end.]
[Frontline by Pillar]
General Info
Name. Burningpaw
Warrior Name. Burningsoul
Nicknames. Burning
Gender. She-Cat
Age. Eight Moons
Birth Clan. Twoleg Kittypet
Past Clans. Kittypet, IvoryClan
Current Clan. IvoryClan
Rank. Apprentice
-.-.-.-
Appearance
Build. Burningpaw is built for running, hunting, carrying messages at a swift pace. She's small and lean, yet she is fit for fighting as well. Burningpaw is a perfect all-around cat.
Fur. Bright orange, the color of a flame in the blazing sun.
Eyes. Burningpaw's eyes are a deep, dark green. You can see the leaves of trees, greener than grass, billowing beyond their glassy, beautiful surface. So deep that you want to swim in them.
Other. Burningpaw has a mark of a tongue of flame emblazoned on her forehead, a reminder of the fire she survived as a tiny kit.
Personality. Burningpaw has a keep-to-yourself-and-lash-out-at-every-cat-except-your-best-friend personality. Based on her horrible experience in the fire, she keeps to herself, and only trusts to be with her best friend and only living kin, Deathpaw.
Hobbies and talents. Burningpaw loves to hunt. She goes hunting nearly every day. She likes to run like the wind, her paws soaring over the ground as she races through the trees. Burningpaw likes to hold herself in high esteem as the best hunter in the Clan. She knows this is probably not true, but likes to think that way, as it makes her feel better.
Faults and dislikes. Burningpaw doesn't trust cats to be her friends, only because she's afraid of losing them like her family.
-.-.-.-
History
Parents. Harrow and Sin
Siblings. Deathpaw, Lily, Haunt, and Bone
Teaching Me.
Proteges. None
Closer than a friend. No Cat Is My Mate
After me. I Have Had No Kits
Other Family. No Cats
Gone but unforgotten. Harrow, Lily, Sin, Bone, and Haunt are dead.
History.
As a kit, Burningpaw lived a happy life in a rich twoleg mansion with all of her brothers and sisters, and her parents. Burningpaw had the name Larka. Burningpaw loved her life, but then one day, the mansion caught fire. Burningpaw fought to get out alive with her family, but every cat died except for her and Deathpaw, who had the name of Tratto. They escaped the scene of the fire, and sought shelter with IvoryClan.
Since then.
Companionship.
Other than Deathpaw, no cat.
Enmity.
There's this one apprentice- Paintedpaw... They absolutely HATE each other.
Otherwise known.
Burningpaw has an opinion of every cat, but there are a lot who she doesn't really pay much attention to.
-.-.-.-
Pics
Burningpaw is the orange cat, her fur like a tongue of fire and Deathpaw is the gray one.
-.-.-.-
In Addendum
Rubbish Cow
-.-.-.-
Roleplaying Sample
This is going to be a roleplay in the eyes of a loner who has joined a Clan called AshClan.
Fell sighed as he looked out of the warriors den and into the camp. Every cat seemed to hate him. Fell wondered if he had made the right decision to join this Clan. It had seemed like a great way of life, fighting for a cause other than just to survive. Looking into the trees of ash, oak, and birch, Fell wondered if he'd ever feel at home. Sighing, the black tom heaved himself to his paw and trotted out into the AshClan camp.
"Hey, you! Fell, is it?" Fell turned to see a yellow tom coming up to him- Lightningflash, was it? "Do you want to go hunting with me?'
Fell almost died in shock. A cat was asking him to go hunting? Wanted to be his friend? This was a big change from before.
"Y-You want to go hunting with me?" He asked, unsure of what this cat's real intention was.
"Yeah! Let's go! Come on, before the sun sets."
Fell leapt up and followed Lightingflash out of the camp, unable to believe it. He had found a friend.
