Post by random on Jan 11, 2010 3:54:49 GMT -5
Name: Leaf
Age: Five Moons
Gender: Female
Rank: other, Loner
Personality:
She isn't what you would call a good girl, even for she-cat named Leaf she is spunky. She is sweet toward her freinds and unhelpfully loves to roughly play with them or her family. She enjoys being sneaky and a complete mystery but it often comes out as her being air-headed. However she is clever and when it comes to battle she isn't the type that likes to run away or lose. She dislikes rogues and clan cats but often enjoys the company of any other she-cat or kit.
Description: Click for a picture of Leaf Full-grown.
A sleek, small, broad-shouldered cat with the pelt of a brown tabby like her father. Her paws and stockings are that of the lightest white like her under-belly, the front of her throat, and her muzzle. Her eyes are that of pale moon yellow and her right ear nicked from a fight she had from her sibling as two month old kits. She has a pink nose and both dark and light tabby stripes. Her pelt is mixed with grey, brown, brownish orange, and white flecks. Along with small, dark crimson and brown smudges going down her eyes that never left from her kit-hood. Her tail is strong and thick, making it the most perfect of weapons to beat the dirt with.
History:
[She doesn't have much of a history at the moment, she's still a kitten. However I will Tell you whatever I can.]
Two kittens, One a darker tabby and the other light ginger where born to two happy parents. There birth took place one chilly newleaf night and was gifted upon the pale tabby tom and dark ginger she-cat called Grass and Amber. "Push!" The tom-cat, Grass, ordered his ginger mate in a worried mew. Although it didn't speed anything up. Finally though, after serval minutes two tiny, hairless kits where born.
Just a moon had passed sense Leaf's and Locus's birth but already there mother was starting to fret on how hyper they where. Leaf dived into her brother's side, making him squeal. Locus's hair, in which had only just started to grow into short, spikey ginger fur was pulled out in clumps. His sister who's pelt was already grown out into a fluffy hair-ball scratched wildly at the ground but with no succes. She fell on top of him, scraps of his frail ginger fur hanging from her own pelt. The ground suddenly shifted as there mother pushed her off Locus gently and picked him up. Leaf stared crossly after the pair. It wasn't fair! Why did they have to treat Locus specail just because his pelt hadn't grown in and he was smaller then her? Her mood didn't change when the entrance of there home grew dark and the pale tabby tom padded through. She didn't notice his kind words nor the way he gazed at her with one ashamed glance. All she noticed is the way her father and mother kept staring at Locus, praising him for being beaten by a she-kit!
She was two moons old, old enough to envy her brother but too young to have the hate that she unfortantly did. Her brother's fur was still short, sticky, and easy to break off. It'd grown out but he was still smaller then her more so now sense his pelt wasn't so spikey. She hissed at her brother as soon as her mother and father left ear-shot as they did every night while they thought the kits where sleeping. "Your nothing more then a scrap of useless ginger fur!" she spat, not really noticing when Locus had sprung out at her. She shrieked suddenly as the weight of her brother pressed down on her. Tearing at her ears and pelt. "Your just sad because your not good enough!" he hissed into her ear. Locus allowed Leaf to scrample up to her paws. He nipped at her tail, sending her pelting through the forest after there parents. Leaf ran and ran until she suddenly bumped into something. She looked up panting and fear shot through her tiny body like claws tearing down her back. There stood a gaint, or so to her, cat. "Oh, A kit?" The white she-cat that she had bumped into meowed mostly to herself.
The She-cat brought Leaf to a clan, supposdly WindClan, where she was named Leafkit by there leader. One of the apprentices taught her what they had learned every day, just as the apprentice did with all the kits. Leafkit lived here all the way until she was Five and a half moons old. All of her adoptive littermates had no special scaring or a nick in there ear like she did. There where hyper and exicted to reach six moons for some reason. It was this day however that Leafkit could no longer stay sane inside the camp. With these 'kits' that wanted to grow old and live with these filthy, half-starved cats that loved war more then they did trying to make peace. Leafkit knew what they wanted, power, territory, and she knew all of this training that they where to be given was for the purpose of fighting. Any cat could hunt, so it was deathly clear none of the training focused honestly on hunting.. Only how to fight and become power-hungry. So, she left. She left that 'kit' name and returned to her own name as Leaf. Although she now knew about hate and envy being bad, She knew she could never fully 'love' her brother or parents again
.
So now, she's here.
Age: Five Moons
Gender: Female
Rank: other, Loner
Personality:
She isn't what you would call a good girl, even for she-cat named Leaf she is spunky. She is sweet toward her freinds and unhelpfully loves to roughly play with them or her family. She enjoys being sneaky and a complete mystery but it often comes out as her being air-headed. However she is clever and when it comes to battle she isn't the type that likes to run away or lose. She dislikes rogues and clan cats but often enjoys the company of any other she-cat or kit.
Description: Click for a picture of Leaf Full-grown.
A sleek, small, broad-shouldered cat with the pelt of a brown tabby like her father. Her paws and stockings are that of the lightest white like her under-belly, the front of her throat, and her muzzle. Her eyes are that of pale moon yellow and her right ear nicked from a fight she had from her sibling as two month old kits. She has a pink nose and both dark and light tabby stripes. Her pelt is mixed with grey, brown, brownish orange, and white flecks. Along with small, dark crimson and brown smudges going down her eyes that never left from her kit-hood. Her tail is strong and thick, making it the most perfect of weapons to beat the dirt with.
History:
[She doesn't have much of a history at the moment, she's still a kitten. However I will Tell you whatever I can.]
Two kittens, One a darker tabby and the other light ginger where born to two happy parents. There birth took place one chilly newleaf night and was gifted upon the pale tabby tom and dark ginger she-cat called Grass and Amber. "Push!" The tom-cat, Grass, ordered his ginger mate in a worried mew. Although it didn't speed anything up. Finally though, after serval minutes two tiny, hairless kits where born.
Just a moon had passed sense Leaf's and Locus's birth but already there mother was starting to fret on how hyper they where. Leaf dived into her brother's side, making him squeal. Locus's hair, in which had only just started to grow into short, spikey ginger fur was pulled out in clumps. His sister who's pelt was already grown out into a fluffy hair-ball scratched wildly at the ground but with no succes. She fell on top of him, scraps of his frail ginger fur hanging from her own pelt. The ground suddenly shifted as there mother pushed her off Locus gently and picked him up. Leaf stared crossly after the pair. It wasn't fair! Why did they have to treat Locus specail just because his pelt hadn't grown in and he was smaller then her? Her mood didn't change when the entrance of there home grew dark and the pale tabby tom padded through. She didn't notice his kind words nor the way he gazed at her with one ashamed glance. All she noticed is the way her father and mother kept staring at Locus, praising him for being beaten by a she-kit!
She was two moons old, old enough to envy her brother but too young to have the hate that she unfortantly did. Her brother's fur was still short, sticky, and easy to break off. It'd grown out but he was still smaller then her more so now sense his pelt wasn't so spikey. She hissed at her brother as soon as her mother and father left ear-shot as they did every night while they thought the kits where sleeping. "Your nothing more then a scrap of useless ginger fur!" she spat, not really noticing when Locus had sprung out at her. She shrieked suddenly as the weight of her brother pressed down on her. Tearing at her ears and pelt. "Your just sad because your not good enough!" he hissed into her ear. Locus allowed Leaf to scrample up to her paws. He nipped at her tail, sending her pelting through the forest after there parents. Leaf ran and ran until she suddenly bumped into something. She looked up panting and fear shot through her tiny body like claws tearing down her back. There stood a gaint, or so to her, cat. "Oh, A kit?" The white she-cat that she had bumped into meowed mostly to herself.
The She-cat brought Leaf to a clan, supposdly WindClan, where she was named Leafkit by there leader. One of the apprentices taught her what they had learned every day, just as the apprentice did with all the kits. Leafkit lived here all the way until she was Five and a half moons old. All of her adoptive littermates had no special scaring or a nick in there ear like she did. There where hyper and exicted to reach six moons for some reason. It was this day however that Leafkit could no longer stay sane inside the camp. With these 'kits' that wanted to grow old and live with these filthy, half-starved cats that loved war more then they did trying to make peace. Leafkit knew what they wanted, power, territory, and she knew all of this training that they where to be given was for the purpose of fighting. Any cat could hunt, so it was deathly clear none of the training focused honestly on hunting.. Only how to fight and become power-hungry. So, she left. She left that 'kit' name and returned to her own name as Leaf. Although she now knew about hate and envy being bad, She knew she could never fully 'love' her brother or parents again
.
So now, she's here.