Post by *:Sparkle:* on Nov 30, 2006 18:56:36 GMT -5
Name: Leafteller
Gender: She-cat
Age: 12 seasons
Tribe: Tribe of Squirrels
Rank: Healer
Appearance: Leafteller is slim, with a shining ginger pelt. Her fur is long and on her belly, turns to extremely pale ginger. Her tail is very floofy and long. She has very large paws, but is large enough to balance them out. Her eyes are a green-amber colour, with very light ginger around them. Her muzzle is also pale, and her whiskers are white-silver.
Personality: Leafteller is strong, fair, and generous. She will not allow a cat to be killed for no reason, but won't let a murderer and traitor hide in her Clan safely. Leafteller is confident, and expresses her opinion even when it's not wanted. She was, before becoming Healer, a cave-guard, so she lives cautiously, knowing that anything could attack at anytime. She will help an honest vagabond in need, but can tell if one is trying to trick her.
History: Leafteller does not remember much, but by asking around, this is what she has heard:
"When I was born, my father was dead. He had died shortly after mating with my mother, Lark in Morning Sky, or just Sky. Sky almost died during my birth, but she lived, barely. I was named Cloud. She only lived long enough to see by to-be ceremony, however. She died that night, but with a smile across her muzzle. I was apparently a wonderful learner, and was soon made into a cave-guard. My name was changed to Glow of Dawn's Cloud. I went on most hunting patrols to protect the prey-hunters. When the old Leafteller died, they thought I was fit for the job, so they made me Leafteller."
Roleplay Example:
A strong wind blew. Leafteller padded around the boundaries of her territory, thinking of her Tribe - oh, the Tribes. What would life be without Tribes? Vagabonds, in her opinion, were idiots not to join them, and housepets were just fat and spoiled.
The shallow lake came into view, covered with lily pads. How Leafteller wished it wasn't so...well, so shallow. It could have been a beautiful shining lake, but instead...
She came across a large rock, and leaped upon it regally. She pretended to be a lion, like the evil Sharptooth described in legends. Of course, make-believe was not fit for a healer, so she leaped back down and headed back home.
Gender: She-cat
Age: 12 seasons
Tribe: Tribe of Squirrels
Rank: Healer
Appearance: Leafteller is slim, with a shining ginger pelt. Her fur is long and on her belly, turns to extremely pale ginger. Her tail is very floofy and long. She has very large paws, but is large enough to balance them out. Her eyes are a green-amber colour, with very light ginger around them. Her muzzle is also pale, and her whiskers are white-silver.
Personality: Leafteller is strong, fair, and generous. She will not allow a cat to be killed for no reason, but won't let a murderer and traitor hide in her Clan safely. Leafteller is confident, and expresses her opinion even when it's not wanted. She was, before becoming Healer, a cave-guard, so she lives cautiously, knowing that anything could attack at anytime. She will help an honest vagabond in need, but can tell if one is trying to trick her.
History: Leafteller does not remember much, but by asking around, this is what she has heard:
"When I was born, my father was dead. He had died shortly after mating with my mother, Lark in Morning Sky, or just Sky. Sky almost died during my birth, but she lived, barely. I was named Cloud. She only lived long enough to see by to-be ceremony, however. She died that night, but with a smile across her muzzle. I was apparently a wonderful learner, and was soon made into a cave-guard. My name was changed to Glow of Dawn's Cloud. I went on most hunting patrols to protect the prey-hunters. When the old Leafteller died, they thought I was fit for the job, so they made me Leafteller."
Roleplay Example:
A strong wind blew. Leafteller padded around the boundaries of her territory, thinking of her Tribe - oh, the Tribes. What would life be without Tribes? Vagabonds, in her opinion, were idiots not to join them, and housepets were just fat and spoiled.
The shallow lake came into view, covered with lily pads. How Leafteller wished it wasn't so...well, so shallow. It could have been a beautiful shining lake, but instead...
She came across a large rock, and leaped upon it regally. She pretended to be a lion, like the evil Sharptooth described in legends. Of course, make-believe was not fit for a healer, so she leaped back down and headed back home.
