Post by sunclaw on Oct 26, 2007 19:21:26 GMT -5
Name: Rockstream
Gender: Female
Clan: DawnClan
Rank: Deputy
Age: 29 moons
Short Description: A muscular, brown she-cat with piercing green eyes.
Appearance: Her fur is a light brown, with specks of black, that run across her pelt and distinguish it against many other cats. Many varieties and sizes of dark brown, and black splotches are found on her pelt. Her coat is soft and silky and is very well-groomed, for Rockstream takes pride in her appearance and likes to look good. Getting down lower in her leg-fur it appears to be more jet-black. Her claws are jet-black making them seem intimidating. Her tail's design is very unique. Spirals of black stripes swirl up until the tip of her tail where it is all black. Her underbelly fur is tan, with black spots lining all around it. Her muzzle is a light color, and around her neck is a wide ring of brown.
Her whiskers are medium sized, and her eyes stick out on her pelt because of their pale green color. Beautiful markings line her face making her look like a old, but wise cat. When she walks you can see the large and powerful muscles that ripple underneath. She is lean and swift in a fight, and her muscles make other cats think twice before fighting her. Her face is broad but, usually serious looking unless she feels a strong emotion. She curls her tail up until it is in a circle when she is scared, but strangely she never emits a fear-scent so that gesture is the only thing that shows that Rockstream is scared or frightened of something. Her ears can pick up anything because they are keen and sharp, making it hard for her to miss anything.
Her nose is a bright and vibrant pink, and she uses it to sniff for prey and hunt for her great clan. Another thing about her pelt. It shimmers and seems very glossy when in the sunlight. At night when the moonlight shines on her light brown fur it almost seems as if the warriors of StarClan have come down themselves to put stars in her pelt. But she is not nearly as beautiful as the AshClan cats and she is very envious of them as they have the most beautiful pelts in the entire forest. Her pelt ripples like a school of fish swimming down a river because she is always in good shape and refuses to look unkept in the presence of other cats. At Gatherings she grooms herself over and over until her pelt is as glossy as it can get, but she always is disdained as when she arrives she sees the AshClan cats and curls her lip at most of them, but ignores it on her good days.
Personality: She has a strong grip on reality and that will never fail. No cat has ever cared about her more then Owlclaw, and when he went to join the ranks of StarClan that was the only time in her life where she was lost. But after a while she told herself to cheer up and work on the tasks at hand. So after a few moons she got herself together and regained her composure. Being very wise and strong in heart and skill she had made friend's with ever cat in the clan. Very loyal to her friends, she would do anything she had to save them, even risk her life. She always put the clan before herself in any situation and watched over her clan with a protectively paw.
If you get on her bad side you might want to watch yourself, because she can get filled with rage and claw your ears off. She'll use force only when she has to, and she'd rather avoid senseless fights or arguments. When a cat has a problem they come straight to her and talk to her about it, not hide it from her. Every cat feels comfortable around her and is never shy, but she knows that she is deputy and has to take responsibility at times. She forgets that when she gets lost in the joys of being around her clan. She will never abandon her friends and in times of need looks to StarClan for the answers. You can never break Rockstream. No matter how hard you try you will never accomplish it. Her heart is to strong and filled with love and understanding.
In a fight, she would be strategic and lightning fast. Her minds works twice as fast in battle, and if she sees a friend in trouble she wouldn't hesitate to help even if it was a warrior of LionClan. She is strong, kind, and determined so in battle she would never let anyone beat her no matter how convincing or intimidating they are. At times she would play dead and wait for the opponent to without knowing release their grip and get a nasty surprise from her claws. She hates AshClan cats though, she can't stand them. She thinks they are stuck up and only care about how their beautiful coats look. Maybe she's just jealous of them, but something in the way that AshClan cats act she finds disturbing and annoying to her. But she respects all cats, including AshClan cats when she has to. If her leader gives her an order she will obey without question, because she believes very strongly in the warrior code, and sticking to it
History: KitHood: As a kit nobody liked her so she had a tough time adjusting to clan life. Her mother disliked her and soon her brother and sister began to drift away from her. She spent most of her time listening to the sounds of the forest and watching every move around camp. The apprentices coming and going and the warriors hustling about. So she learned a lot as a kit and she used that knowledge when she became an apprentice.
Apprentice Ship: As Rockpaw she had finally made her first friend. Her mentor, Owlclaw,(Who was also the deputy at the time) and her had shared an incredibly strong bond from the moment they met. She loved every moment when she was with Owlclaw. Impressed by how well she was improving the clan started to pay more attention to her, and she made more friends with the apprentices and warriors. But her favorite thing to do was spend time with the elders, and they loved to tell her stories of when they were her age. So filled with wisdom and strength she continued on the path StarClan lay out for her until she became a warrior.
Warrior Ship: When she was given her name Rockstream every cat in the clan looked up to her as their friend and their protector. She was more powerful and wise then ever and she was glad to have the support of her clan behind her. Owlclaw and her continued to be best friends, until one day a family of foxes moved in. Owlclaw and Rockstream fought valiantly and in the end drove them off. But Owlclaw didn't make it. Every cat in the clan knew that it was Ravenstar's duty to appoint a new deputy, and they knew it would be Rockstream. Although she refused to accept it herself, until believe it or not Ravenstar made her deputy.
Deputy Ship: As deputy she kept a strong hold on her clan. Organizing patrols and bringing back mountains of fresh-kill, her clan prospered. Her and Ravenstar formed a bond as well. Being deputy she consulted her clan, getting their decision before doing anything so that she would please them. She lived for her clan and fought to keep territory and for rivalries. She never backed down from a challenge which just made her more popular among the cats of her clan. She still spent time with the elders when she could but she could never stay long because duty called.
RP Sample: Rockstream raced through the trees, panting heavily. She burst into camp suddenly, as she had forgotten where she was going and how fast. Every cat turned to look at her, confusion in their wide eyes. She yowled out clearly, "Wildstorm has been killed by dogs!" Silence met her statement and the cats started at her their fur bristling. Rockstream just snorted in impatience, and raced out of camp by herself to confront the dog. She loved Wildstorm and her heart was filled with rage at the thought of even seeing his dead body, laying motionless on the cold earth. Bolting toward the scent she ignored the yowls of protest as she raced out of camp, and the brambles that tore at her brown fur. She ran harder and harder thinking about Wildstorm. Letting out a yowl of outrage she found the dog standing over Wildstorm's lifeless body. "Get away from him you piece of fox dung!" She spat, and unsheathed her claws preparing for a battle.
She didn't care if she wouldn't live through this battle, she wanted revenge, and she would die trying. The pain that was going through her body at the sight of Wildstorm's body was more pain then any blow the dog could inflict. Rockstream dug her claws into the ground, and released them. She growled low in her throat, and leaped from the spot where she was. Her claws met the dog's back, and it let out a yelp of surprise. Rockstream felt fear for a brief moment as the dog shook her violently. She hung on for dear life, and dug her claws in deeper. The brown she-cat let out a yowl of distress as the dog threw her off, and Rockstream was sent flying across the clearing. She hit a tree with a sickening thud, and a few sole leaves fluttered down from their home branches. The last thing she heard before unconsciousness came was the chorus of yowls, that came from a DawnClan patrol.
Gender: Female
Clan: DawnClan
Rank: Deputy
Age: 29 moons
Short Description: A muscular, brown she-cat with piercing green eyes.
Appearance: Her fur is a light brown, with specks of black, that run across her pelt and distinguish it against many other cats. Many varieties and sizes of dark brown, and black splotches are found on her pelt. Her coat is soft and silky and is very well-groomed, for Rockstream takes pride in her appearance and likes to look good. Getting down lower in her leg-fur it appears to be more jet-black. Her claws are jet-black making them seem intimidating. Her tail's design is very unique. Spirals of black stripes swirl up until the tip of her tail where it is all black. Her underbelly fur is tan, with black spots lining all around it. Her muzzle is a light color, and around her neck is a wide ring of brown.
Her whiskers are medium sized, and her eyes stick out on her pelt because of their pale green color. Beautiful markings line her face making her look like a old, but wise cat. When she walks you can see the large and powerful muscles that ripple underneath. She is lean and swift in a fight, and her muscles make other cats think twice before fighting her. Her face is broad but, usually serious looking unless she feels a strong emotion. She curls her tail up until it is in a circle when she is scared, but strangely she never emits a fear-scent so that gesture is the only thing that shows that Rockstream is scared or frightened of something. Her ears can pick up anything because they are keen and sharp, making it hard for her to miss anything.
Her nose is a bright and vibrant pink, and she uses it to sniff for prey and hunt for her great clan. Another thing about her pelt. It shimmers and seems very glossy when in the sunlight. At night when the moonlight shines on her light brown fur it almost seems as if the warriors of StarClan have come down themselves to put stars in her pelt. But she is not nearly as beautiful as the AshClan cats and she is very envious of them as they have the most beautiful pelts in the entire forest. Her pelt ripples like a school of fish swimming down a river because she is always in good shape and refuses to look unkept in the presence of other cats. At Gatherings she grooms herself over and over until her pelt is as glossy as it can get, but she always is disdained as when she arrives she sees the AshClan cats and curls her lip at most of them, but ignores it on her good days.
Personality: She has a strong grip on reality and that will never fail. No cat has ever cared about her more then Owlclaw, and when he went to join the ranks of StarClan that was the only time in her life where she was lost. But after a while she told herself to cheer up and work on the tasks at hand. So after a few moons she got herself together and regained her composure. Being very wise and strong in heart and skill she had made friend's with ever cat in the clan. Very loyal to her friends, she would do anything she had to save them, even risk her life. She always put the clan before herself in any situation and watched over her clan with a protectively paw.
If you get on her bad side you might want to watch yourself, because she can get filled with rage and claw your ears off. She'll use force only when she has to, and she'd rather avoid senseless fights or arguments. When a cat has a problem they come straight to her and talk to her about it, not hide it from her. Every cat feels comfortable around her and is never shy, but she knows that she is deputy and has to take responsibility at times. She forgets that when she gets lost in the joys of being around her clan. She will never abandon her friends and in times of need looks to StarClan for the answers. You can never break Rockstream. No matter how hard you try you will never accomplish it. Her heart is to strong and filled with love and understanding.
In a fight, she would be strategic and lightning fast. Her minds works twice as fast in battle, and if she sees a friend in trouble she wouldn't hesitate to help even if it was a warrior of LionClan. She is strong, kind, and determined so in battle she would never let anyone beat her no matter how convincing or intimidating they are. At times she would play dead and wait for the opponent to without knowing release their grip and get a nasty surprise from her claws. She hates AshClan cats though, she can't stand them. She thinks they are stuck up and only care about how their beautiful coats look. Maybe she's just jealous of them, but something in the way that AshClan cats act she finds disturbing and annoying to her. But she respects all cats, including AshClan cats when she has to. If her leader gives her an order she will obey without question, because she believes very strongly in the warrior code, and sticking to it
History: KitHood: As a kit nobody liked her so she had a tough time adjusting to clan life. Her mother disliked her and soon her brother and sister began to drift away from her. She spent most of her time listening to the sounds of the forest and watching every move around camp. The apprentices coming and going and the warriors hustling about. So she learned a lot as a kit and she used that knowledge when she became an apprentice.
Apprentice Ship: As Rockpaw she had finally made her first friend. Her mentor, Owlclaw,(Who was also the deputy at the time) and her had shared an incredibly strong bond from the moment they met. She loved every moment when she was with Owlclaw. Impressed by how well she was improving the clan started to pay more attention to her, and she made more friends with the apprentices and warriors. But her favorite thing to do was spend time with the elders, and they loved to tell her stories of when they were her age. So filled with wisdom and strength she continued on the path StarClan lay out for her until she became a warrior.
Warrior Ship: When she was given her name Rockstream every cat in the clan looked up to her as their friend and their protector. She was more powerful and wise then ever and she was glad to have the support of her clan behind her. Owlclaw and her continued to be best friends, until one day a family of foxes moved in. Owlclaw and Rockstream fought valiantly and in the end drove them off. But Owlclaw didn't make it. Every cat in the clan knew that it was Ravenstar's duty to appoint a new deputy, and they knew it would be Rockstream. Although she refused to accept it herself, until believe it or not Ravenstar made her deputy.
Deputy Ship: As deputy she kept a strong hold on her clan. Organizing patrols and bringing back mountains of fresh-kill, her clan prospered. Her and Ravenstar formed a bond as well. Being deputy she consulted her clan, getting their decision before doing anything so that she would please them. She lived for her clan and fought to keep territory and for rivalries. She never backed down from a challenge which just made her more popular among the cats of her clan. She still spent time with the elders when she could but she could never stay long because duty called.
RP Sample: Rockstream raced through the trees, panting heavily. She burst into camp suddenly, as she had forgotten where she was going and how fast. Every cat turned to look at her, confusion in their wide eyes. She yowled out clearly, "Wildstorm has been killed by dogs!" Silence met her statement and the cats started at her their fur bristling. Rockstream just snorted in impatience, and raced out of camp by herself to confront the dog. She loved Wildstorm and her heart was filled with rage at the thought of even seeing his dead body, laying motionless on the cold earth. Bolting toward the scent she ignored the yowls of protest as she raced out of camp, and the brambles that tore at her brown fur. She ran harder and harder thinking about Wildstorm. Letting out a yowl of outrage she found the dog standing over Wildstorm's lifeless body. "Get away from him you piece of fox dung!" She spat, and unsheathed her claws preparing for a battle.
She didn't care if she wouldn't live through this battle, she wanted revenge, and she would die trying. The pain that was going through her body at the sight of Wildstorm's body was more pain then any blow the dog could inflict. Rockstream dug her claws into the ground, and released them. She growled low in her throat, and leaped from the spot where she was. Her claws met the dog's back, and it let out a yelp of surprise. Rockstream felt fear for a brief moment as the dog shook her violently. She hung on for dear life, and dug her claws in deeper. The brown she-cat let out a yowl of distress as the dog threw her off, and Rockstream was sent flying across the clearing. She hit a tree with a sickening thud, and a few sole leaves fluttered down from their home branches. The last thing she heard before unconsciousness came was the chorus of yowls, that came from a DawnClan patrol.
