Post by /|¤Painty¤|\ on Feb 10, 2007 13:11:28 GMT -5
Name:
Paintedstar
Age:
26 moons
Clan:
WindClan
Gender:
She-cat
Rank:
Leader
Color/Description:
Paintedsky is a magnificent calico coated she-cat. Her fur is short and as soft as silk itself. And will gently sway in the wind when calm. Paintedsky's eyes are a beautiful jade color, with a twist of blue hidden in there. And if you get lost and deep into them, she will look so much like her mother, then a touch of pain from her past. Her claws are pearl see-through white with a slash orange. The muscles are pumped 24/7, ready to attack anytime and anywhere.
Eye Color:
Soft jade-blue
Personality:
Paintedsky is a friendly she-cat. She loves kits and spending time with them. She listens to some elder stories from time to time. She always judges fairly, and gives great advice. Paintedsky is a brilliant genius. She can Remember the weaknesses at the first time of battle with another cat. So when she fights them again, she can bring them down more quickly. Paintedsky won't talk about her father at all and only walks away, eyes torn with sadness.
History:
Paintedsky was born at a beautiful sunset. She was named for the mix of her pelt and the twisted colors of the clouds at sunset. Her brother, Waterkit, earned his name by his fur ruffling in the wind, rippling like water. Well, he was wild and untamed, a bit to wild and untamed. Even with his eyes closed, he still shoved his younger sister around. Their mother, Skycloud, was worried her son, so she tried to separate the two kits as much as possible. Twistedfoot, the father, cared nothing for his mate and family. All he desired is to be leader of WindClan.
Eyes soon opened, able to see shapes and bright rays of sun. The two kits could at last see. But thats when trouble started occurring with Waterkit. He kept on escaping and trying to hunt, but he wasn't patient enough. Paintedkit, on the other hand, was the quiet obedient type, but she loved being outside under the wide blue sky, other than being cooped up all day in the nursery. Waterkit, constantly had to be watched by Skycloud who couldn't wait for him to be an apprentice so she could have time for herself.
The day finally arrived. Paintedkit and Waterkit were going to be apprentices! Paintedkit could hardly wait. Her stomach was tickling and crowded with butterflies. Then came the words: "you are now Paintedpaw." Paintedpaw squealed so loud that the ceremony stopped momentarily. She slapped her paw over her mouth and grin slightly. Then it continued. Waterpaw was still trouble some cat. He sneaked out, but his main objective was to make his father proud.
Now was the time that Paintedpaw knew the seriousness of being a warrior. But Waterpaw, still was kit-like. She and her brother went out on a hunting assignment. Paintedpaw caught 10x more than her brother, who only caught a vole. Dawn arose and her brother went out and she saw. She followed him and spied him hunting, just to please the father. Well, the father came out and praised him, and brought him as far as the cliffs. Twistedfoot purposely tripped Waterpaw, plunging him to his death. But Paintedpaw never saw this, though her mother casted nasty dark looks at Twistedfoot.
Paintedpaw was on an hunting assignment when a sudden blur came and pinned her to the trodden earth, it was her father. She squealed and tried to pull him off with all her might, but it was no use. Soon came in a new cat, pouncing upon her father and clawing at his face. Skycloud was like the guardian angel, coming at the right time and place. The battle kept on going and going then, a limp shape collapsed to the ground, breathless. Paintedpaw couldn't see cause of fog. She crept up to look at it, Skycloud was dead. Paintedpaw couldn't bear it, she noticed Twistedfoot got away alive. Paintedpaw dragged her mother's body home, everyone was shocked and horrified at the limp body. Twistedfoot was pretending to look shocked, he claimed that he was battling a fox. Paintedpaw tried to convince everyone that her father killed her mother and brother, but cats just laughed.
The day came that she was going to be a warrior. She asked the leader if she could be a specific name. And from that day forward, she was known as Paintedsky.
Paintedsky was given an apprentice by the name of Thornpaw. She trained him diligently and thoroughly almost everyday. She taught him everything she knew till the proud day of the ceremony. "You will be known as Thorntail." the leader had said. Paintedsky, so proud of the young strong warrior she had trained.
Paintedsky came back from a patrol and saw the deputy's body in the heart of the clearing, he was dead. She examined him closely, then noticed a familiar jagged claw mark, Twistedfoot killed yet another. She knew his plan then, to be deputy, then leader. Paintedsky didn't want to know what he would do if he was in complete control of the Clan. But she wasn't going to take that chance. She plotted a brilliant plan and pulled it to action at sunset.
Paintedsky was hunting alone in the moors. Then a familiar scent flooded into her mouth. She jumped as she knew it was Twistedfoot. He tried to jump on her but she hid in a badger set, no longer inhabited. He father came close enough and she pinned him down and whispered, "You have killed to many innocent cats. Your reward is to die without succeeding to be leader." Paintedsky took one quick nip and killed her father before he could say anything. She dragged him back to camp and finally proved that he was a murderer. The leader was amazed, then shockingly appointed her deputy of WindClan
Example of RP:
A shadow arose from a dark den as it flicked it ears. The sun is setting, I must go. It stepped out to the light, seeing the sun rays barely licking the darkening sky.
"Paintedsky, where are you going? The vigil for the deputy is about to start." came a voice out of the shadows of the den.
The departing warrior whipped around to see another warrior. "I know, Thorntail." Paintedsky meowed, taking a step forward to her former apprentice. "I just need some time alone. If you need me, I'll be by the stream." She seemed to say the last part louder. Without waiting for a reply she set off.
When at last to the stream, she decided to hunt. Hunger was clawing the way up her belly. She lowered gracefully into a hunter's crouch and crept upon a thrush. Paintedsky was almost there when the thrush shot straight up and flew away. A dangerous scent came unwelcomed into her nostrils. Twistedfoot!
Paintedsky shot straight up staring face to face with her father. Her eyes widened in fear. Then the shape rose up onto its hind legs, about to pounce. Paintedsky wheeled around and dashed into the old, inhabited badger set.
She spotted her father whipping around following her scent. Paintedsky crouched down and waited. Twistedfoot then stood on her imaginary X, moments later her father was on the ground, eyes wide with confusion and fear.
"You have killed to many innocent cats. You reward is to die without succeeding to be leader." she whispered to his ear.
Then with a slash to the throat he was gone. Not to StarClan, but where other evil spirits like him go. Paintedsky smiled in victory and dragged the body home.
The newly dead body was thrown in the center of camp carelessly. Cats stared horrified and questionably. The leader paced out of a den, eyes blazing with anger. "What is all this?!?" the leader questioned.
Paintedsky looked up fearlessly and meowed, "I killed Twistedfoot." She paused for a moment, letting that sentence sink in. "He was the one who killed Waterpaw, Skycloud, and the deputy. All so he can be deputy, then leader. Who would knows of what he would of done if he had complete control of this Clan. Look," she said as she flexed her fathers paw to show a crooked claw. The she showed the deputy's scars, it was a perfect match.
Cats were horrified that Twistedfoot was the murderer all this time.
The leader looked at this and mumbled, "And just to think, I was about to make him deputy." The leader looked pained by this and looked away with a single tear dropping. "I will now appoint a new deputy!" the leader yowled as jumping onto the tree. "Our new deputy will be Paintedsky. For protecting the Clan and revealing the truth about Twistedfoot."
At first, everyone stared shocked, then praised, "Paintedsky! Paintedsky!"
Paintedsky didn't know what to say. Then finally gathering the courage to speak and mewed, "I promise I will keep the Clan safe with my life."
WindClan jumped for joy for the new deputy and the amazing daring thing she had done. Paintedsky felt once more as like she was turning into an apprentice. She shrilled on top of her lungs as cats congratulated her.
"Well, how does it feel to be deputy?" purred Thorntail.
"It feels great, Thorntail." she meowed with a hint of hesitation. "It feels great."
Secret Word:
Kits Rule
Paintedstar
Age:
26 moons
Clan:
WindClan
Gender:
She-cat
Rank:
Leader
Color/Description:
Paintedsky is a magnificent calico coated she-cat. Her fur is short and as soft as silk itself. And will gently sway in the wind when calm. Paintedsky's eyes are a beautiful jade color, with a twist of blue hidden in there. And if you get lost and deep into them, she will look so much like her mother, then a touch of pain from her past. Her claws are pearl see-through white with a slash orange. The muscles are pumped 24/7, ready to attack anytime and anywhere.
Eye Color:
Soft jade-blue
Personality:
Paintedsky is a friendly she-cat. She loves kits and spending time with them. She listens to some elder stories from time to time. She always judges fairly, and gives great advice. Paintedsky is a brilliant genius. She can Remember the weaknesses at the first time of battle with another cat. So when she fights them again, she can bring them down more quickly. Paintedsky won't talk about her father at all and only walks away, eyes torn with sadness.
History:
Paintedsky was born at a beautiful sunset. She was named for the mix of her pelt and the twisted colors of the clouds at sunset. Her brother, Waterkit, earned his name by his fur ruffling in the wind, rippling like water. Well, he was wild and untamed, a bit to wild and untamed. Even with his eyes closed, he still shoved his younger sister around. Their mother, Skycloud, was worried her son, so she tried to separate the two kits as much as possible. Twistedfoot, the father, cared nothing for his mate and family. All he desired is to be leader of WindClan.
Eyes soon opened, able to see shapes and bright rays of sun. The two kits could at last see. But thats when trouble started occurring with Waterkit. He kept on escaping and trying to hunt, but he wasn't patient enough. Paintedkit, on the other hand, was the quiet obedient type, but she loved being outside under the wide blue sky, other than being cooped up all day in the nursery. Waterkit, constantly had to be watched by Skycloud who couldn't wait for him to be an apprentice so she could have time for herself.
The day finally arrived. Paintedkit and Waterkit were going to be apprentices! Paintedkit could hardly wait. Her stomach was tickling and crowded with butterflies. Then came the words: "you are now Paintedpaw." Paintedpaw squealed so loud that the ceremony stopped momentarily. She slapped her paw over her mouth and grin slightly. Then it continued. Waterpaw was still trouble some cat. He sneaked out, but his main objective was to make his father proud.
Now was the time that Paintedpaw knew the seriousness of being a warrior. But Waterpaw, still was kit-like. She and her brother went out on a hunting assignment. Paintedpaw caught 10x more than her brother, who only caught a vole. Dawn arose and her brother went out and she saw. She followed him and spied him hunting, just to please the father. Well, the father came out and praised him, and brought him as far as the cliffs. Twistedfoot purposely tripped Waterpaw, plunging him to his death. But Paintedpaw never saw this, though her mother casted nasty dark looks at Twistedfoot.
Paintedpaw was on an hunting assignment when a sudden blur came and pinned her to the trodden earth, it was her father. She squealed and tried to pull him off with all her might, but it was no use. Soon came in a new cat, pouncing upon her father and clawing at his face. Skycloud was like the guardian angel, coming at the right time and place. The battle kept on going and going then, a limp shape collapsed to the ground, breathless. Paintedpaw couldn't see cause of fog. She crept up to look at it, Skycloud was dead. Paintedpaw couldn't bear it, she noticed Twistedfoot got away alive. Paintedpaw dragged her mother's body home, everyone was shocked and horrified at the limp body. Twistedfoot was pretending to look shocked, he claimed that he was battling a fox. Paintedpaw tried to convince everyone that her father killed her mother and brother, but cats just laughed.
The day came that she was going to be a warrior. She asked the leader if she could be a specific name. And from that day forward, she was known as Paintedsky.
Paintedsky was given an apprentice by the name of Thornpaw. She trained him diligently and thoroughly almost everyday. She taught him everything she knew till the proud day of the ceremony. "You will be known as Thorntail." the leader had said. Paintedsky, so proud of the young strong warrior she had trained.
Paintedsky came back from a patrol and saw the deputy's body in the heart of the clearing, he was dead. She examined him closely, then noticed a familiar jagged claw mark, Twistedfoot killed yet another. She knew his plan then, to be deputy, then leader. Paintedsky didn't want to know what he would do if he was in complete control of the Clan. But she wasn't going to take that chance. She plotted a brilliant plan and pulled it to action at sunset.
Paintedsky was hunting alone in the moors. Then a familiar scent flooded into her mouth. She jumped as she knew it was Twistedfoot. He tried to jump on her but she hid in a badger set, no longer inhabited. He father came close enough and she pinned him down and whispered, "You have killed to many innocent cats. Your reward is to die without succeeding to be leader." Paintedsky took one quick nip and killed her father before he could say anything. She dragged him back to camp and finally proved that he was a murderer. The leader was amazed, then shockingly appointed her deputy of WindClan
Example of RP:
A shadow arose from a dark den as it flicked it ears. The sun is setting, I must go. It stepped out to the light, seeing the sun rays barely licking the darkening sky.
"Paintedsky, where are you going? The vigil for the deputy is about to start." came a voice out of the shadows of the den.
The departing warrior whipped around to see another warrior. "I know, Thorntail." Paintedsky meowed, taking a step forward to her former apprentice. "I just need some time alone. If you need me, I'll be by the stream." She seemed to say the last part louder. Without waiting for a reply she set off.
When at last to the stream, she decided to hunt. Hunger was clawing the way up her belly. She lowered gracefully into a hunter's crouch and crept upon a thrush. Paintedsky was almost there when the thrush shot straight up and flew away. A dangerous scent came unwelcomed into her nostrils. Twistedfoot!
Paintedsky shot straight up staring face to face with her father. Her eyes widened in fear. Then the shape rose up onto its hind legs, about to pounce. Paintedsky wheeled around and dashed into the old, inhabited badger set.
She spotted her father whipping around following her scent. Paintedsky crouched down and waited. Twistedfoot then stood on her imaginary X, moments later her father was on the ground, eyes wide with confusion and fear.
"You have killed to many innocent cats. You reward is to die without succeeding to be leader." she whispered to his ear.
Then with a slash to the throat he was gone. Not to StarClan, but where other evil spirits like him go. Paintedsky smiled in victory and dragged the body home.
The newly dead body was thrown in the center of camp carelessly. Cats stared horrified and questionably. The leader paced out of a den, eyes blazing with anger. "What is all this?!?" the leader questioned.
Paintedsky looked up fearlessly and meowed, "I killed Twistedfoot." She paused for a moment, letting that sentence sink in. "He was the one who killed Waterpaw, Skycloud, and the deputy. All so he can be deputy, then leader. Who would knows of what he would of done if he had complete control of this Clan. Look," she said as she flexed her fathers paw to show a crooked claw. The she showed the deputy's scars, it was a perfect match.
Cats were horrified that Twistedfoot was the murderer all this time.
The leader looked at this and mumbled, "And just to think, I was about to make him deputy." The leader looked pained by this and looked away with a single tear dropping. "I will now appoint a new deputy!" the leader yowled as jumping onto the tree. "Our new deputy will be Paintedsky. For protecting the Clan and revealing the truth about Twistedfoot."
At first, everyone stared shocked, then praised, "Paintedsky! Paintedsky!"
Paintedsky didn't know what to say. Then finally gathering the courage to speak and mewed, "I promise I will keep the Clan safe with my life."
WindClan jumped for joy for the new deputy and the amazing daring thing she had done. Paintedsky felt once more as like she was turning into an apprentice. She shrilled on top of her lungs as cats congratulated her.
"Well, how does it feel to be deputy?" purred Thorntail.
"It feels great, Thorntail." she meowed with a hint of hesitation. "It feels great."
Secret Word:
Kits Rule
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