Post by Sandcharm on Mar 11, 2010 17:45:25 GMT -5
Name: Poppyseed
Clan: ValleyClan
Rank: Warrior
Age: 24 moons
Appearance:
Much like her brother, Wildfire, she inherited her mothers long, luscious fur which she keeps well-groomed to a full extent. Her coat color is dappled with a variety of different shades of silvers; the darker shades are located on her back, around her forepaws, and stretched across her face. Her dainty muzzle, neck, and paws are patched in white which addresses her as a very sophisticated looking cat. Although her fur appears to be thick, it actually isn't which makes surviving in Leaf-Bare quite a bother but she doesn't seem to notice.
Her wide, slanted pale-green eyes glisten with excitement as well as her smile. Little splotches of ginger are scattered along the top of her head near her right ear. She too, just like Hollyfang, has a small physique also supported by small legs that don't attribute to her speed but fits her body structure. Her body stature is slightly thinner than the average warrior she-cat but fits her body structure just as well as her legs accompany her small figure.
Personality:
The most notable feature out of her personality traits would have to be her childish mentality. Being that she isn't the brightest bulb of the batch, she relies on her sister and brother for guidance when intertwined in a situation too much for her to handle. She lacks common sense and also predicts to be a tad random at the most inconvenient times. Hyperactive and ditsy, she disports with little apprentices in her spare time, being as if, she too, was an apprentice herself. That being one of her childish actions, she also acts recklessly by throwing caution to the wind and taking any risk when deemed necessary. Although, her chipper, cheerful attitude is what attracts other cats to her direction. Her interactions around other cats acquires to her sociable conduct which is quite surprising considering how anyone could deal with her nonsense for so long.
Unlike her alienated sister, she can easily join in conversations with high spirits and express herself freely without any nervous tension lingering over her shoulders. It comes naturally to her, like many other things, except her thinking process. Another peculiar thought is her reserved fighting methods. No one knows whether or not she enjoys fighting. When in combat, she's always on her toes but doesn't seem to take combat seriously, as if she sees fighting as a simple play mate wrestle. She usually sits beside the apprentices while listening to stories the elders tell about the thrill of battle. Though she seems so enthralled by their tall tales, she doesn't channel her emotions in battle as well as she wants them to. Though she may seem a bit obnoxious, all in all she's well-mannered and obeys orders just like any other warrior. Although, she could do something about all that adrenaline dwelling within that little body of hers.
History:
Poppyseed was born into an exceptionally small litter consisting of two, Hollyfang and herself. Her older brother, Wildfire, was born in their parents first litter and is the only one remaining of the deceased. Even though he wasn't born in the same litter, she is much accustomed to referring him as her big brother and treats him as such. She never sassed her parents, teased other apprentices, or ignored a warriors commands which gave others the impression that she was a good little kit.
If she did cause mischief, she usually nuzzled up to her big brother and all would be forgiven. She grew into a fine warrior, chock full of adventure squeezed into her categorized personality traits which made every day, in her perspective, an exciting day. Though her definition of adventure is small compared to what others have experienced, she may as well one day face the true meaning of adventure; and that day may very well be approaching not to far from tomorrow.
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Clan: ValleyClan
Rank: Warrior
Age: 24 moons
Appearance:
Much like her brother, Wildfire, she inherited her mothers long, luscious fur which she keeps well-groomed to a full extent. Her coat color is dappled with a variety of different shades of silvers; the darker shades are located on her back, around her forepaws, and stretched across her face. Her dainty muzzle, neck, and paws are patched in white which addresses her as a very sophisticated looking cat. Although her fur appears to be thick, it actually isn't which makes surviving in Leaf-Bare quite a bother but she doesn't seem to notice.
Her wide, slanted pale-green eyes glisten with excitement as well as her smile. Little splotches of ginger are scattered along the top of her head near her right ear. She too, just like Hollyfang, has a small physique also supported by small legs that don't attribute to her speed but fits her body structure. Her body stature is slightly thinner than the average warrior she-cat but fits her body structure just as well as her legs accompany her small figure.
Personality:
The most notable feature out of her personality traits would have to be her childish mentality. Being that she isn't the brightest bulb of the batch, she relies on her sister and brother for guidance when intertwined in a situation too much for her to handle. She lacks common sense and also predicts to be a tad random at the most inconvenient times. Hyperactive and ditsy, she disports with little apprentices in her spare time, being as if, she too, was an apprentice herself. That being one of her childish actions, she also acts recklessly by throwing caution to the wind and taking any risk when deemed necessary. Although, her chipper, cheerful attitude is what attracts other cats to her direction. Her interactions around other cats acquires to her sociable conduct which is quite surprising considering how anyone could deal with her nonsense for so long.
Unlike her alienated sister, she can easily join in conversations with high spirits and express herself freely without any nervous tension lingering over her shoulders. It comes naturally to her, like many other things, except her thinking process. Another peculiar thought is her reserved fighting methods. No one knows whether or not she enjoys fighting. When in combat, she's always on her toes but doesn't seem to take combat seriously, as if she sees fighting as a simple play mate wrestle. She usually sits beside the apprentices while listening to stories the elders tell about the thrill of battle. Though she seems so enthralled by their tall tales, she doesn't channel her emotions in battle as well as she wants them to. Though she may seem a bit obnoxious, all in all she's well-mannered and obeys orders just like any other warrior. Although, she could do something about all that adrenaline dwelling within that little body of hers.
History:
Poppyseed was born into an exceptionally small litter consisting of two, Hollyfang and herself. Her older brother, Wildfire, was born in their parents first litter and is the only one remaining of the deceased. Even though he wasn't born in the same litter, she is much accustomed to referring him as her big brother and treats him as such. She never sassed her parents, teased other apprentices, or ignored a warriors commands which gave others the impression that she was a good little kit.
If she did cause mischief, she usually nuzzled up to her big brother and all would be forgiven. She grew into a fine warrior, chock full of adventure squeezed into her categorized personality traits which made every day, in her perspective, an exciting day. Though her definition of adventure is small compared to what others have experienced, she may as well one day face the true meaning of adventure; and that day may very well be approaching not to far from tomorrow.
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