Post by DUDE , i THiNK i'M EMO ! on Apr 26, 2009 19:22:18 GMT -4
Cat's Name: Crimsonflame
Group: ShadowClan
Age: 24 moons
Gender: Tom-cat
Postion: Warrior
Description:
Personality: Crimsonflame is what human's would call a shizophrenic. His moods are unpreditable, unstable, and sometimes he is just plain emotionless. Sometimes he suffers from auditory and visual hallusinations and the Clan perfers to keep him away from the kits. THe male perfers to keep to himself and somestimes just freezes and stands for hours, sometimes days, in akward positions that are impossible to make him come out of. No one knows that caused this, but it is thought to be herditary since his parents and family are not know.
Family: unknown.
History: Crimsonflame has a broken history. He can't really remember much about anything and his parents are unknown, as are any of his relatives. All that is known is he has no Clan blood in him at all and knowns nothing about the Warrior Code or StarClan. He was raised in ShadowClan from seven moons until present.
His apprentice training was hard. He could never concentrate and sometimes would just freeze. Unknown to the cats, he was a schizophrenic. He had suffered from this illness since his fifth moon which is an early age to develop this incurable disease. When he became a warrior, the Clan became more accepting of him but some of he younger members were still a bit fearful of him.
Roleplay Example: The ShadowClan warrior paced back to camp with a happy mind. He flicked upwards his banner and blinked his orbs as the moon began to set. He had hunted all day, then went back out to explore. Picking up each paw carefully, the tom-cat stopped. In the shadows, his green orbs had caught the figure of a lone warrior. He didn't reconize her, for he raely spent his time inside camp walls. Facing th she-cat, he pushed off with ehis pistons and loped gracefully towards the fea, leaves crushing and flying into Silverpelt as his paws touched them.
Small bodice shifted from paw to paw as he dashed through the forest. He was a few lenghts from the she-cat but, even in the dark, could see her clearly. His orbs had great sight and he was curious.
His striped pelt mixed with white, gray, brwon and black flashed between trees as he ran. His muzzel, inner ears, paws, and long whiskers are white. His belly is light brown. Black stripes assend from hid cranium, down and over the rest of his bodice. His pelt is think in cold and sleek in warmth. The fur around his orbs brings out their coloring. Pink nose is suronded by tanish fur. Black velvet paws are surouned by brown and taned long fur.
At last, he halted before the female and looked towards her orbs, his audits twiching in curoiusness. "Lo, fea," He anouced to her.
Code Word/Phrase: snikerdoodle
Group: ShadowClan
Age: 24 moons
Gender: Tom-cat
Postion: Warrior
Description:
Personality: Crimsonflame is what human's would call a shizophrenic. His moods are unpreditable, unstable, and sometimes he is just plain emotionless. Sometimes he suffers from auditory and visual hallusinations and the Clan perfers to keep him away from the kits. THe male perfers to keep to himself and somestimes just freezes and stands for hours, sometimes days, in akward positions that are impossible to make him come out of. No one knows that caused this, but it is thought to be herditary since his parents and family are not know.
Family: unknown.
History: Crimsonflame has a broken history. He can't really remember much about anything and his parents are unknown, as are any of his relatives. All that is known is he has no Clan blood in him at all and knowns nothing about the Warrior Code or StarClan. He was raised in ShadowClan from seven moons until present.
His apprentice training was hard. He could never concentrate and sometimes would just freeze. Unknown to the cats, he was a schizophrenic. He had suffered from this illness since his fifth moon which is an early age to develop this incurable disease. When he became a warrior, the Clan became more accepting of him but some of he younger members were still a bit fearful of him.
Roleplay Example: The ShadowClan warrior paced back to camp with a happy mind. He flicked upwards his banner and blinked his orbs as the moon began to set. He had hunted all day, then went back out to explore. Picking up each paw carefully, the tom-cat stopped. In the shadows, his green orbs had caught the figure of a lone warrior. He didn't reconize her, for he raely spent his time inside camp walls. Facing th she-cat, he pushed off with ehis pistons and loped gracefully towards the fea, leaves crushing and flying into Silverpelt as his paws touched them.
Small bodice shifted from paw to paw as he dashed through the forest. He was a few lenghts from the she-cat but, even in the dark, could see her clearly. His orbs had great sight and he was curious.
His striped pelt mixed with white, gray, brwon and black flashed between trees as he ran. His muzzel, inner ears, paws, and long whiskers are white. His belly is light brown. Black stripes assend from hid cranium, down and over the rest of his bodice. His pelt is think in cold and sleek in warmth. The fur around his orbs brings out their coloring. Pink nose is suronded by tanish fur. Black velvet paws are surouned by brown and taned long fur.
At last, he halted before the female and looked towards her orbs, his audits twiching in curoiusness. "Lo, fea," He anouced to her.
Code Word/Phrase: snikerdoodle
