Post by .:-Aikoa-:. on Jul 3, 2009 10:45:31 GMT -5
Name: Shadowcross
Age: 14 moons
Gender: She-cat
Appearance:
[pelt:] her pelt is thick and fluffy with whisps of white, ginger, and lighter/darker shades of grey than her base fur.
[noteable markings:] at the edges of both her eyes she has white streaks like a racoon mask, and out of all her spots and dashes the cross-shaped ginger streak on her neck which extends from the back of her head to between her shoulders is the most noticable and noteworthy.
[eyes:] her eyes are grey-blue with dark - perhaps black - edges.
[claws:] her claws are a normal translucent cream, except for the ones on her right paw, which are black.
[build:] she is stocky, large, with broad shoulders and a long tail.
Personality: Shadowcross - or just Cross for short - is very adventurous - the obvious leader of her group of siblings, in their eyes, if not other cat's. She's smart, thinks on her paws, and tends to be the most bold of her kin. She never lets a bad situation get her down, and is a good and loyal friend when one is needed.
Name:Deathwing
Age: 14 moons
Gender: Tom
Appearance:
[pelt:] his pelt is dark grey with only slightly noticable darker stripes that are seen only down the back of his head and a little down his back, as well as on his tail.
[noteable markings:] he has a white belly and forepaws
[eyes:] his eyes are green-blue with mixtures of grey
[claws:] ordinary cream
[build:] very lean build, but with broad shoulders. he looks strong but is actually smaller than one would think, due to his fluffy fur.
Personality: Deathwing - or just Death - is, as his brother Pheonix, somewhat unsocial and withdrawn. He likes to be alone and is very grouchy most of the time. He doesn't like to share and hates other cats - even sometimes his own siblings (especially Cursedangel) and he utterly despises any sort of "teamwork". He's just along for the ride, really. _Taken by Brambleclaw_
Name: Cursedangel
Age: 14 moons
Gender: She-cat
Appearance:
[pelt:] she is an orange tabby with lighter markings instead of dark. she has a few speckles here and there, as well.
[noteable markings:] a single shape on her back that looks somewhat like a dove
[eyes:] amber
[claws:] ordinary cream
[build:] she is surprisingly large for such a kind she-cat, so she has no problem defending herself. Her tail is a little short and her fur very coarse.
Personality: Angel is very kind but nowhere near gentle. She's a fiery ball of unreleted energy, and she never hesitates to speak her mind. She's stubborn and willfull but also understanding and quite clever.
Name:Pheonixfrost
Age: 14 moons
Gender: Tom
Appearance:
[pelt:] his pelt is that of a ginger tabby, like his sister Cursedangel's
[noteable markings:] he has a white belly and looks almost identical to Angel except for a mask of white around his eyes
[eyes:] his eyes are amber
[claws:] ordinary cream
[build:] he has a long body and powerful legs. he looks somewhat clumsily built but is actually very strong.
Personality: Pheonix is quiet and only likes to be around his brother, Deathwing. He prefers to keep away from even his sisters, and only follows Shadowcross because he has no other way to go. Pheonix is, deep down, a caring and loyal friend but it's hard to see past his stony exterior. _Taken by Brambleclaw_
Name: Ashwraith
Age: 14 moons
Gender: She-cat
Appearance:
[pelt:] she has a grey tabby pelt with no particular differences from a normal cat's besides a few ginger patches here and there.
[noteable markings:] she has only a few patches - most ginger in color - but nothing else
[eyes:] her eyes are grey
[claws:] silver-hued
[build:] she has silkier and shorter fur than her siblings, but her build is somewhat the same. she's the smallest of the five.
Personality: Ash is surprisingly to some the most energetic of all her siblings. She's always doing screwbrained things and acting up, and no cat can tell her to do otherwise. She's as stubborn as Angel and as keen as Shadowcross, but she lacks the common sense that her sisters have. _Taken by Flameh_
History: Greetings, traveler. Do you seek me for any odd reason? Oh, I see. Just passing through. That's good. This place is not one to linger. Ny name is Mourningwraith - don't ask much about my past, for it is... not kind. How did I die, you ask? I should wonder that one living could reach this domain of the skies. But my death is not important. You ask of Okkurein, the young kit I watched over? She is alive, and that is all that matters to me. My thoughts are for my own kits now that I cannot help Okkurein any longer. You have never heard of my kits? I am not surprised. They were born in the hollow at the Wind and River Clan borders. I named them Clan names, as my mother named me Mourningkit... after my father's death. I named my kits things that spoke to me. Shadowkit, my firstborn, Deathkit, my second, Pheonixkit, my third... My mate, Foxfire, named the last two. He named Angelkit and Ashkit, and together we melded the lives of loners and Clan members as we taught them honor and stability and strength. Shadowkit showed much promise. But my kits were not destined for me... their lives lay beyond my reach. On their sixth moon, the story of my mate unraveled, and they were angry that he, a lowly kit thrown out of every single Clan, would tell them all these things and expect them to live up to the code he could not keep. My mate was saddened, but it was nothing like the sorrow I felt when the kits demanded to know my history. I told them, and Deathkit left immediately. He wanted nothing more to do with me and Foxfire. Pheonixkit followed his brother, Angelkit followed him, and Shadowkit finally left with Ashkit trailing after her. But they left not before I could give them what I called their "warrior names" but what they considered the parting kiss of our relationship. Shadowcross... after the pain I bore all the seasons before her and her father... Deathwing, for the future I knew awaited me and the past that had stolen my comrades... Pheonixfrost for the cold hope that had lingered within me, but which was slowly dying... Ashwraith and Cursedangel were my mate's doing really. He named Ash after me... and Cursedangel after his mother, really - a Medicine cat who had rejected the true codes and bore kits... he told me of Wolf, his strong brother... of Sighingwind, his valiant friend... and of another, smaller hope... a cat whose blood runs now through ThunderClan veins.... I wonder sometimes, if all of these cats will one day meet and will the truth come out? I don't know. But I hope that my kits will live fulfilled lives.... for I have seen only a little of their agony here, after spending the last seasons of my life trying to repay what I had failed to give them in taking care of Okkurein. I hope she has a good life, as well. But I know she won't have an easy one. Good luck to you, traveler. May you return when you have spent out your life and tell me happier tidings.
**Pheonixfrost, Ashwraith, and maaaaybe Deathwing (to a really really good Rper) are available for adoption if anyone wants them. Their names are open to change however their appearances aren't. PM me for details.**
Age: 14 moons
Gender: She-cat
Appearance:
[pelt:] her pelt is thick and fluffy with whisps of white, ginger, and lighter/darker shades of grey than her base fur.
[noteable markings:] at the edges of both her eyes she has white streaks like a racoon mask, and out of all her spots and dashes the cross-shaped ginger streak on her neck which extends from the back of her head to between her shoulders is the most noticable and noteworthy.
[eyes:] her eyes are grey-blue with dark - perhaps black - edges.
[claws:] her claws are a normal translucent cream, except for the ones on her right paw, which are black.
[build:] she is stocky, large, with broad shoulders and a long tail.
Personality: Shadowcross - or just Cross for short - is very adventurous - the obvious leader of her group of siblings, in their eyes, if not other cat's. She's smart, thinks on her paws, and tends to be the most bold of her kin. She never lets a bad situation get her down, and is a good and loyal friend when one is needed.
Name:
Age: 14 moons
Gender: Tom
Appearance:
[pelt:] his pelt is dark grey with only slightly noticable darker stripes that are seen only down the back of his head and a little down his back, as well as on his tail.
[noteable markings:] he has a white belly and forepaws
[eyes:] his eyes are green-blue with mixtures of grey
[claws:] ordinary cream
[build:] very lean build, but with broad shoulders. he looks strong but is actually smaller than one would think, due to his fluffy fur.
Personality: Deathwing - or just Death - is, as his brother Pheonix, somewhat unsocial and withdrawn. He likes to be alone and is very grouchy most of the time. He doesn't like to share and hates other cats - even sometimes his own siblings (especially Cursedangel) and he utterly despises any sort of "teamwork". He's just along for the ride, really. _Taken by Brambleclaw_
Name: Cursedangel
Age: 14 moons
Gender: She-cat
Appearance:
[pelt:] she is an orange tabby with lighter markings instead of dark. she has a few speckles here and there, as well.
[noteable markings:] a single shape on her back that looks somewhat like a dove
[eyes:] amber
[claws:] ordinary cream
[build:] she is surprisingly large for such a kind she-cat, so she has no problem defending herself. Her tail is a little short and her fur very coarse.
Personality: Angel is very kind but nowhere near gentle. She's a fiery ball of unreleted energy, and she never hesitates to speak her mind. She's stubborn and willfull but also understanding and quite clever.
Name:
Age: 14 moons
Gender: Tom
Appearance:
[pelt:] his pelt is that of a ginger tabby, like his sister Cursedangel's
[noteable markings:] he has a white belly and looks almost identical to Angel except for a mask of white around his eyes
[eyes:] his eyes are amber
[claws:] ordinary cream
[build:] he has a long body and powerful legs. he looks somewhat clumsily built but is actually very strong.
Personality: Pheonix is quiet and only likes to be around his brother, Deathwing. He prefers to keep away from even his sisters, and only follows Shadowcross because he has no other way to go. Pheonix is, deep down, a caring and loyal friend but it's hard to see past his stony exterior. _Taken by Brambleclaw_
Age: 14 moons
Gender: She-cat
Appearance:
[pelt:] she has a grey tabby pelt with no particular differences from a normal cat's besides a few ginger patches here and there.
[noteable markings:] she has only a few patches - most ginger in color - but nothing else
[eyes:] her eyes are grey
[claws:] silver-hued
[build:] she has silkier and shorter fur than her siblings, but her build is somewhat the same. she's the smallest of the five.
Personality: Ash is surprisingly to some the most energetic of all her siblings. She's always doing screwbrained things and acting up, and no cat can tell her to do otherwise. She's as stubborn as Angel and as keen as Shadowcross, but she lacks the common sense that her sisters have. _Taken by Flameh_
History: Greetings, traveler. Do you seek me for any odd reason? Oh, I see. Just passing through. That's good. This place is not one to linger. Ny name is Mourningwraith - don't ask much about my past, for it is... not kind. How did I die, you ask? I should wonder that one living could reach this domain of the skies. But my death is not important. You ask of Okkurein, the young kit I watched over? She is alive, and that is all that matters to me. My thoughts are for my own kits now that I cannot help Okkurein any longer. You have never heard of my kits? I am not surprised. They were born in the hollow at the Wind and River Clan borders. I named them Clan names, as my mother named me Mourningkit... after my father's death. I named my kits things that spoke to me. Shadowkit, my firstborn, Deathkit, my second, Pheonixkit, my third... My mate, Foxfire, named the last two. He named Angelkit and Ashkit, and together we melded the lives of loners and Clan members as we taught them honor and stability and strength. Shadowkit showed much promise. But my kits were not destined for me... their lives lay beyond my reach. On their sixth moon, the story of my mate unraveled, and they were angry that he, a lowly kit thrown out of every single Clan, would tell them all these things and expect them to live up to the code he could not keep. My mate was saddened, but it was nothing like the sorrow I felt when the kits demanded to know my history. I told them, and Deathkit left immediately. He wanted nothing more to do with me and Foxfire. Pheonixkit followed his brother, Angelkit followed him, and Shadowkit finally left with Ashkit trailing after her. But they left not before I could give them what I called their "warrior names" but what they considered the parting kiss of our relationship. Shadowcross... after the pain I bore all the seasons before her and her father... Deathwing, for the future I knew awaited me and the past that had stolen my comrades... Pheonixfrost for the cold hope that had lingered within me, but which was slowly dying... Ashwraith and Cursedangel were my mate's doing really. He named Ash after me... and Cursedangel after his mother, really - a Medicine cat who had rejected the true codes and bore kits... he told me of Wolf, his strong brother... of Sighingwind, his valiant friend... and of another, smaller hope... a cat whose blood runs now through ThunderClan veins.... I wonder sometimes, if all of these cats will one day meet and will the truth come out? I don't know. But I hope that my kits will live fulfilled lives.... for I have seen only a little of their agony here, after spending the last seasons of my life trying to repay what I had failed to give them in taking care of Okkurein. I hope she has a good life, as well. But I know she won't have an easy one. Good luck to you, traveler. May you return when you have spent out your life and tell me happier tidings.
**Pheonixfrost, Ashwraith, and maaaaybe Deathwing (to a really really good Rper) are available for adoption if anyone wants them. Their names are open to change however their appearances aren't. PM me for details.**
