Post by Wishstar on Feb 21, 2009 16:52:50 GMT -5
Picture: 
Large paws, long tail, large ears. Green eyes.
Has a large scar that goes from her thigh and down her back left leg from a fox fight fought on her own.
Name:Wishstar (Mind)
Age: 25 and a half moons
Clan: Morningclan
Position: Leader
Personality: Isn't the most loyal cat in the clan, very close to those outside of her own clan, but she is hard working. She would do anything for her clan, she just spends a lot of time making friendships with other clans. Usually truthful, rarely lies. Other cats can never tell when she is lying because she is normally so truthful. Usually takes the liberty of taking apprentices and warriors out for fighting training, and doesn't like to hunt. Likes to inform the clan about everything and make a lot of announcements. Very pushy and makes you go her way. Normally doesn't spend much time trying to find a mate and doesn't care much about having kits, but her mind could be changed easily because her mind is never quite set on anything. Quick to judge and assume, and also quick to believe anything.
History: She used to be a loner and lived in the forest. After a battle of two foxes she had been sevirely injured and found the camp to rest at. At the camp she had a sign(from starclan) To start a clan, morning clan. She soon found other cats to join her clan. Cats haven't respected her so much since she is so young and she still has to prove herself to be a loyal leader. Many think she is weak since she doesn't bother to stick up for her clan to other thretening clans and keeps to herself. She doesn't have any family, they died long ago before she remembered, but she is always wondering if someone is her family.
Apprentice: Yes
RP Sample: Wish crawled into what was soon to become Morningclan camp. Her body ached, barely knowing how she survived that fight. She layed on the cold ground for a moment, closing her eyes. The wind was harsh, blowing her fur the wrong way. A shiver flew down her spine. She squirmed up onto her feet and made herself a quick shelter. Sand blew into her face, creating the heads of many cats. They gave her a message to start a clan. Make a home for many cats. They told her tomorrow, the next day, to go to some meeting place, and to meet there every full moon with two other clans.
Other: None yet.
Large paws, long tail, large ears. Green eyes.
Has a large scar that goes from her thigh and down her back left leg from a fox fight fought on her own.
Name:Wishstar (Mind)
Age: 25 and a half moons
Clan: Morningclan
Position: Leader
Personality: Isn't the most loyal cat in the clan, very close to those outside of her own clan, but she is hard working. She would do anything for her clan, she just spends a lot of time making friendships with other clans. Usually truthful, rarely lies. Other cats can never tell when she is lying because she is normally so truthful. Usually takes the liberty of taking apprentices and warriors out for fighting training, and doesn't like to hunt. Likes to inform the clan about everything and make a lot of announcements. Very pushy and makes you go her way. Normally doesn't spend much time trying to find a mate and doesn't care much about having kits, but her mind could be changed easily because her mind is never quite set on anything. Quick to judge and assume, and also quick to believe anything.
History: She used to be a loner and lived in the forest. After a battle of two foxes she had been sevirely injured and found the camp to rest at. At the camp she had a sign(from starclan) To start a clan, morning clan. She soon found other cats to join her clan. Cats haven't respected her so much since she is so young and she still has to prove herself to be a loyal leader. Many think she is weak since she doesn't bother to stick up for her clan to other thretening clans and keeps to herself. She doesn't have any family, they died long ago before she remembered, but she is always wondering if someone is her family.
Apprentice: Yes
RP Sample: Wish crawled into what was soon to become Morningclan camp. Her body ached, barely knowing how she survived that fight. She layed on the cold ground for a moment, closing her eyes. The wind was harsh, blowing her fur the wrong way. A shiver flew down her spine. She squirmed up onto her feet and made herself a quick shelter. Sand blew into her face, creating the heads of many cats. They gave her a message to start a clan. Make a home for many cats. They told her tomorrow, the next day, to go to some meeting place, and to meet there every full moon with two other clans.
Other: None yet.
