Poolcloud :: Shadowclan
Apr 30, 2013 1:43:12 GMT -5
Post by Jade on Apr 30, 2013 1:43:12 GMT -5
Name: Poolcloud
Age: 60moons
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Shadowclan
Physical Description: Poolcloud
She is molted pale grey and white. Has long thick fur and beautiful bluish green eyes. Her build is strong for a she-cat. She has a rather pristine visage except for a small scar over her left eye, though she can still see clearly through it. Never let her age fool you as she is still a fierce Shadowclan warrior, and is not afraid to prove it. She has a dark grey almost black nose that leads down to her black lips, highly contrasting from her pale frame.
Personality: She is the complete opposite of her son. She is a fierce and loyal Shadowclan warrior who believe things come when they are due. The only thing she ever did against her clan was her infidelity with an outside cat that she now regrets. She always bashes heads with her son because of their differences and the hate he holds in his heart for her. She knows if he has a chance, Shadowclan would be completely different and she believes herself to be the only one who can stand between him and the otter destruction of the clan. She more less has a hero complex and is very stubborn.
History: She was raised like any other Shadowclan kit, loyalty being instilled in her since then.
As an apprentice her mother had been killed in a border dispute which led to a large war. During the war, she fought panther style with her mentor, when he had been tossed aside by another warrior twice his size. With two Thunderclan warriors closing on her, her father stepped in launching himself at the larger of the two, only to be murder right after a retreat had been called for Shadowclan.
She morned her loss not knowing what to do as fate didn't seem to be in favor of her mentor either. She had closed herself off for a long while only doing what was nesscessary for the clan to survive but didn't bother anyone. When it was time for her warrior ceremony she was deamed cloud for her almost always overcast attitude.
Until one fateful day, she met a strange cat. The tom seemed to evade the patrols and it made her mad yet curious. One day after finally catching up to the tom she introduced her self and he seduced her. They never really knew much about each other, but that was probably for the best though she wished at times she would've known him. Once going back to camp she had changed, unsettling the other cats but there had a slightly warmer air about her. Once she gave birth to her single kit, the other cats seemed to turn their backs on her and Sagekit, especially since they all knew he wasn't a pure Shadowclan kit.
Family:
Weedflight - Mother
Newtfoot - Father
Sagewing - Son
Other:
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Age: 60moons
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Shadowclan
Physical Description: Poolcloud
She is molted pale grey and white. Has long thick fur and beautiful bluish green eyes. Her build is strong for a she-cat. She has a rather pristine visage except for a small scar over her left eye, though she can still see clearly through it. Never let her age fool you as she is still a fierce Shadowclan warrior, and is not afraid to prove it. She has a dark grey almost black nose that leads down to her black lips, highly contrasting from her pale frame.
Personality: She is the complete opposite of her son. She is a fierce and loyal Shadowclan warrior who believe things come when they are due. The only thing she ever did against her clan was her infidelity with an outside cat that she now regrets. She always bashes heads with her son because of their differences and the hate he holds in his heart for her. She knows if he has a chance, Shadowclan would be completely different and she believes herself to be the only one who can stand between him and the otter destruction of the clan. She more less has a hero complex and is very stubborn.
History: She was raised like any other Shadowclan kit, loyalty being instilled in her since then.
As an apprentice her mother had been killed in a border dispute which led to a large war. During the war, she fought panther style with her mentor, when he had been tossed aside by another warrior twice his size. With two Thunderclan warriors closing on her, her father stepped in launching himself at the larger of the two, only to be murder right after a retreat had been called for Shadowclan.
She morned her loss not knowing what to do as fate didn't seem to be in favor of her mentor either. She had closed herself off for a long while only doing what was nesscessary for the clan to survive but didn't bother anyone. When it was time for her warrior ceremony she was deamed cloud for her almost always overcast attitude.
Until one fateful day, she met a strange cat. The tom seemed to evade the patrols and it made her mad yet curious. One day after finally catching up to the tom she introduced her self and he seduced her. They never really knew much about each other, but that was probably for the best though she wished at times she would've known him. Once going back to camp she had changed, unsettling the other cats but there had a slightly warmer air about her. Once she gave birth to her single kit, the other cats seemed to turn their backs on her and Sagekit, especially since they all knew he wasn't a pure Shadowclan kit.
Family:
Newtfoot - Father
Other:
Password: