Post by Fallingmoon on Feb 1, 2010 9:27:34 GMT -5
Name:Oriolestar
Age:24 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: WindClan
Rank: Leader
Family:
*Mother - Blackwhisker -Deceased
*Father - Snowflurry - Deceased
*Sister - Streamshimmer - Warrior
Appearance: Oriolestar is a golden she-cat with black around her paws, and tail like a Eurasian golden Oriole, not to be technical. Her eyes are a deep green, like her father, Snowflurry. This bird like cat has semi-large ears which can fold back so fast it is as if her ears disappeared into thin air. Oriolestar's face, her face is so kitten like and cute that she looks only five moons old, and when angry, her eyes blaze like green fire and her teeth are great daggers, showing off her lion-like face. Her upper body is strong, fluid and graceful, like a panther walking along in the forest. She has strong claws and paws; the claws are dark silver, matching her black paws. Her back legs and lower back seem smaller, as if her front body had done more work than her lower body. Her black tail is very soft, and long too.
Personality: Oriolestar has a personality matching her appearance. She is a sweet and fair cat, having a long temper and patience. She is very good at fighting, but her hunting is nearly five times greater than her fighting skills. With her patience, explosive pouncing, and her great hearing she can kill an animal without it knowing what hit it. Because of her great hunting skill and her rational thinking, she likes to lead hunting patrols and if they meet other cats, she can either talk them out of fighting or chase them out of her territory without a single blink of an eye. She is so protective of everyone, that is also why she'll try to put herself in greater danger than any of her cats. That is also why she goes to fetch food for the queens and rarely the apprentices. She envies the queens, all her life she wanted kits, but she never did get a mate. It is against the warrior code for leaders to have kits.
History: As a kit, Oriolekit was a very playful little kitten, along with her sister, Streamkit. Streamkit was the older one, and she would lead Oriolekit and herself into trouble. Although Oriolekit got more the punishing, she loved her family all the same. As she gained apprenticeship, Streampaw did change her ways, instead of getting into trouble, she prevented Oriolepaw from getting into trouble. Streampaw was a very skillful fighter, and not that much of a hunter, yet Oriolepaw was a natural hunter and a poor fighter. They were a perfect team. Tragedy struck, though, about a month after their warrior ship. Her mother and father both died is a fearsome fight with a fox. The fox was badly injured, which later it's injuries killed it, but her mother was killed under it's paws and the dying Snowflurry was throw into the river. Oriolewing was badly shaken, more so than her sister, Streamshimmer. They carried on, Oriolewing training hard to learn to fight better, training herself. She got no where though, she just wasn't built for vengeance or had a killer instinct. Moons later, at twenty moons, she was assigned deputy ship after the noble deputy retired and the frail leader was soon destined to to get old enough to retire herself with only one life left. Two moons later, her leader was killed in a border skirmish with just a few blows to the head.
Picture:
Codewords: I made the rules. xP
Role Play Example: Oriolewing trotted through the forest, the forest seeming to welcome her. The branches in the trees waved in the wind, as if they were saying hello. The ground was nearly damp-looking brown, bushes sprouting from the mineral rich soil. Now leaves were on the exposed ground, the wind had blown them elsewhere. The birds flew about singing their morning songs, little crickets trying to mimic the soft song. All was peaceful, it was a beautiful spring. Everything was the slightest bit damp, the ground was soft but not muddy, the leaves sparkled with water but did not droop from it's weight. The light rain made the river run full, making up for the springs warm sun evaporating it. She brushed against a bush, dampening her fur and cooling herself off. Most cats didn't like water, but the sun was too hot to not like water. Not like the sun was blistering hot, but the sun was warm enough that the water on the plants wasn't cold. This was one of the best springs in Clan history.
Age:24 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: WindClan
Rank: Leader
Family:
*Mother - Blackwhisker -Deceased
*Father - Snowflurry - Deceased
*Sister - Streamshimmer - Warrior
Appearance: Oriolestar is a golden she-cat with black around her paws, and tail like a Eurasian golden Oriole, not to be technical. Her eyes are a deep green, like her father, Snowflurry. This bird like cat has semi-large ears which can fold back so fast it is as if her ears disappeared into thin air. Oriolestar's face, her face is so kitten like and cute that she looks only five moons old, and when angry, her eyes blaze like green fire and her teeth are great daggers, showing off her lion-like face. Her upper body is strong, fluid and graceful, like a panther walking along in the forest. She has strong claws and paws; the claws are dark silver, matching her black paws. Her back legs and lower back seem smaller, as if her front body had done more work than her lower body. Her black tail is very soft, and long too.
Personality: Oriolestar has a personality matching her appearance. She is a sweet and fair cat, having a long temper and patience. She is very good at fighting, but her hunting is nearly five times greater than her fighting skills. With her patience, explosive pouncing, and her great hearing she can kill an animal without it knowing what hit it. Because of her great hunting skill and her rational thinking, she likes to lead hunting patrols and if they meet other cats, she can either talk them out of fighting or chase them out of her territory without a single blink of an eye. She is so protective of everyone, that is also why she'll try to put herself in greater danger than any of her cats. That is also why she goes to fetch food for the queens and rarely the apprentices. She envies the queens, all her life she wanted kits, but she never did get a mate. It is against the warrior code for leaders to have kits.
History: As a kit, Oriolekit was a very playful little kitten, along with her sister, Streamkit. Streamkit was the older one, and she would lead Oriolekit and herself into trouble. Although Oriolekit got more the punishing, she loved her family all the same. As she gained apprenticeship, Streampaw did change her ways, instead of getting into trouble, she prevented Oriolepaw from getting into trouble. Streampaw was a very skillful fighter, and not that much of a hunter, yet Oriolepaw was a natural hunter and a poor fighter. They were a perfect team. Tragedy struck, though, about a month after their warrior ship. Her mother and father both died is a fearsome fight with a fox. The fox was badly injured, which later it's injuries killed it, but her mother was killed under it's paws and the dying Snowflurry was throw into the river. Oriolewing was badly shaken, more so than her sister, Streamshimmer. They carried on, Oriolewing training hard to learn to fight better, training herself. She got no where though, she just wasn't built for vengeance or had a killer instinct. Moons later, at twenty moons, she was assigned deputy ship after the noble deputy retired and the frail leader was soon destined to to get old enough to retire herself with only one life left. Two moons later, her leader was killed in a border skirmish with just a few blows to the head.
Picture:
Codewords: I made the rules. xP
Role Play Example: Oriolewing trotted through the forest, the forest seeming to welcome her. The branches in the trees waved in the wind, as if they were saying hello. The ground was nearly damp-looking brown, bushes sprouting from the mineral rich soil. Now leaves were on the exposed ground, the wind had blown them elsewhere. The birds flew about singing their morning songs, little crickets trying to mimic the soft song. All was peaceful, it was a beautiful spring. Everything was the slightest bit damp, the ground was soft but not muddy, the leaves sparkled with water but did not droop from it's weight. The light rain made the river run full, making up for the springs warm sun evaporating it. She brushed against a bush, dampening her fur and cooling herself off. Most cats didn't like water, but the sun was too hot to not like water. Not like the sun was blistering hot, but the sun was warm enough that the water on the plants wasn't cold. This was one of the best springs in Clan history.