Post by bluepelt on Jun 3, 2008 22:00:42 GMT -5
~Character Information~
Personal Information
Name: Bluepelt
Age: 12 moons
Gender: She-cat
Family: Mother: Grayflower; Deceased Father: Stoneheart; Deceased Sister: Snowpelt; Deceased
Love Life: None yet
Clan Information
[/i][/b]Personal Information
Name: Bluepelt
Age: 12 moons
Gender: She-cat
Family: Mother: Grayflower; Deceased Father: Stoneheart; Deceased Sister: Snowpelt; Deceased
Love Life: None yet
Clan Information
Clan: EagleClan
Rank: Young Warrior
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Physical Description: Bluepelt is a light blue gray she-cat. Her eyes are a bright crystal blue. She has long fur and a long furry tail. Her ears are large and erect. Her paws are small and silver. She has silver paws and a silver muzzle.
Short Physical Description: Blue-gray she-cat with crystal blue eyes.
Personality
Clan Wise: When Bluepelt is around her clan she feels dispised. She is mostly quiet. But always loyal, in her own way.
Family, Love, And Friends: When Bluepelt is around the cats she loves most she is sometimes a little sarcastic. But is always helpful and loving.
Personal: Bluepelt is mostly quiet when she is by herself. When she is alone, she just thinks about her past.
Battle: In battle she is like the wind. Attacking only her enemies.
Undefinded:
History
Kithood: Bluekit was a good kit, until her mother's death. Her father had died 3 moons before she was born. She was close to her sister, especially when Silverfeather killed their mother.
Apprenticeship: Bluepaw was a hard working apprentice. Her mentor was Sorrelpelt. She looked up to Sorrelpelt until her death. Her sister also died during this time of greencough.
Warriorhood: None yet..
Other Information:
Extra: Her themesong is Stand in the Rain
RP Example: Xx::~Bluepelt~::xX
A blue-gray shape stood in the forest. Her crystal blue eyes flaring. Memories flashed through her head. Of her mother leaving to hunt but never returning. The time when she heard of who her father was. The time of when she found out her mother was dead. All of the bad times. Not one good memory went through her head. Not one.
Bluepelt looked at the moon, it's light shining on her pelt. Her blue eyes shined like the pool of rain down the slope. She sighed. What had she done to be so...so despised? [/size][/center]