Post by [Lunatic] on May 11, 2008 19:12:32 GMT -5
Name: Rosetail
Gender: Male
Age: REALLY OLD =D
Clan: RainClan
Rank: Elder
Personality: Rosestrike is very sweet, kind, and gentle--not the crabby elder, but the calm, understanding elder. He enjoys watching kits play, as well as solving and problems or arguments among the clan. Rosestrike is not afraid to speak his mind.
Appearance:
History: Chopping the long history short, Rosestrike once had a mate, but before she was pregnant, she died in battle. As Rosestrike grew into a senior warrior, he realized that his left hind leg wasn't working as properly as it should. Just moons before he would have retired to become an elder, it failed him completely, and he was sent to stay in the elder's den.
That was around thirty moons ago, though. To this day, his left hind leg still will not move, and he drags it about.
RP Sample:
Rosestrike walked around the bloody borderline, looking for his love, Shiningeyes, but he could not find the beautiful black cat anywhere.
"Shiningeyes?" He called, and one of his clan mates limped over.
"Rosestrike..." He murmured, nodding his head to a..
A small, broken figure by a tree.
Rosestrike rushed over, yowling in agony.
"SHININGEYES!" He shrieked as he landed in a bound next to the crumpled body.
There was still some blood drizzling out of her under-neck, but her eyes had lost their beautiful shine. They were glazed over, and instead of yellow, they seemed almost green. Rosestrike forgot how to breath.
"Sh-shining..." He murmured, pressing his muzzle into his dead mate's fur.
Codeword: Solar
Gender: Male
Age: REALLY OLD =D
Clan: RainClan
Rank: Elder
Personality: Rosestrike is very sweet, kind, and gentle--not the crabby elder, but the calm, understanding elder. He enjoys watching kits play, as well as solving and problems or arguments among the clan. Rosestrike is not afraid to speak his mind.
Appearance:
History: Chopping the long history short, Rosestrike once had a mate, but before she was pregnant, she died in battle. As Rosestrike grew into a senior warrior, he realized that his left hind leg wasn't working as properly as it should. Just moons before he would have retired to become an elder, it failed him completely, and he was sent to stay in the elder's den.
That was around thirty moons ago, though. To this day, his left hind leg still will not move, and he drags it about.
RP Sample:
Rosestrike walked around the bloody borderline, looking for his love, Shiningeyes, but he could not find the beautiful black cat anywhere.
"Shiningeyes?" He called, and one of his clan mates limped over.
"Rosestrike..." He murmured, nodding his head to a..
A small, broken figure by a tree.
Rosestrike rushed over, yowling in agony.
"SHININGEYES!" He shrieked as he landed in a bound next to the crumpled body.
There was still some blood drizzling out of her under-neck, but her eyes had lost their beautiful shine. They were glazed over, and instead of yellow, they seemed almost green. Rosestrike forgot how to breath.
"Sh-shining..." He murmured, pressing his muzzle into his dead mate's fur.
Codeword: Solar