Post by Melissa on Jun 27, 2008 16:23:43 GMT -5
Name: Leafstripe
Pack/Tribe: Kavari
Age: Twenty (20)
Gender: Female
Rank: Healer?
Picture: Gotta make one yet.
Description: A pale gray covers the body of this fearless she-cat. Her usual groomed fur is long and thick. She gets her name from the average-sized white leaf upon her left hind leg, near her paw. She also has a white circle around her left eye.
Tattoos/Special Markings: White leaf-looking fur located on her left hind leg, near her paw.
Personality: Innocent and shy is the average personality thought of her as a kit, though in reality she is the exact opposite. Leafstripe Nev's shows fear, for in her eyes there is nothing to fear. Never holding back her feelings or opinions, always asking questions, Leafstripe can be summed up in a few short words:
Fearless, open-minded, inquisitive, intelligent.
History: As a kit, Leafstripe asked many questions, wondered many things, which resulted in intelligence. She never usually lets things get into her head, so she is usually calm and peaceful. She grew up in the Kavari Tribe and dedicates her life to provide it with her service of alchemy. Her heart lies with that of a healer, for she finds joy in healing the wounded. As a trainee, she learned that nothing placed into her in her lifetime is supposed to be feared. Her tongue is quick with her opinions, which sometimes may leave the tribe aggravated.
Other Important Information: Her claws are striped black and white horizontally.
Role-Play Example: Lets pretend it's spring and she's walking out of her den in the middle of a forest (This was totally made up xD.)
Sunlight streaming through the top of the rock den, shimmering off the thick, gray pelt of a young she-cat, lost in sleep. She dreamed of emptiness, darkness, black. Regaining the accumulated energy, the she-cat rose to her paws and sauntered out into the open lush. The she-cat was Leafstripe.
Leafstripe gulped down the scent of prey, a mouse to be exact. The smell of spring overthrew her senses into a leisurely daydream. She stretched her hind legs, stiffened by slumber, and felt a warm breeze slide against her slick fur. Pine rushed over the roof of her mouth as wild flowers tingled her scent glands with a sweet, mouthwatering scent. Lavender she thought, as she paced herself into the bright forest.
Pack/Tribe: Kavari
Age: Twenty (20)
Gender: Female
Rank: Healer?
Picture: Gotta make one yet.
Description: A pale gray covers the body of this fearless she-cat. Her usual groomed fur is long and thick. She gets her name from the average-sized white leaf upon her left hind leg, near her paw. She also has a white circle around her left eye.
Tattoos/Special Markings: White leaf-looking fur located on her left hind leg, near her paw.
Personality: Innocent and shy is the average personality thought of her as a kit, though in reality she is the exact opposite. Leafstripe Nev's shows fear, for in her eyes there is nothing to fear. Never holding back her feelings or opinions, always asking questions, Leafstripe can be summed up in a few short words:
Fearless, open-minded, inquisitive, intelligent.
History: As a kit, Leafstripe asked many questions, wondered many things, which resulted in intelligence. She never usually lets things get into her head, so she is usually calm and peaceful. She grew up in the Kavari Tribe and dedicates her life to provide it with her service of alchemy. Her heart lies with that of a healer, for she finds joy in healing the wounded. As a trainee, she learned that nothing placed into her in her lifetime is supposed to be feared. Her tongue is quick with her opinions, which sometimes may leave the tribe aggravated.
Other Important Information: Her claws are striped black and white horizontally.
Role-Play Example: Lets pretend it's spring and she's walking out of her den in the middle of a forest (This was totally made up xD.)
Sunlight streaming through the top of the rock den, shimmering off the thick, gray pelt of a young she-cat, lost in sleep. She dreamed of emptiness, darkness, black. Regaining the accumulated energy, the she-cat rose to her paws and sauntered out into the open lush. The she-cat was Leafstripe.
Leafstripe gulped down the scent of prey, a mouse to be exact. The smell of spring overthrew her senses into a leisurely daydream. She stretched her hind legs, stiffened by slumber, and felt a warm breeze slide against her slick fur. Pine rushed over the roof of her mouth as wild flowers tingled her scent glands with a sweet, mouthwatering scent. Lavender she thought, as she paced herself into the bright forest.
