Post by sandi on Jan 29, 2008 19:13:29 GMT -5
[glow=blue,2,300]Name: Coryn/Moonhawk[/glow]
[glow=blue,2,300]Age:[/glow] 20 moons
[glow=blue,2,300]Gender:[/glow] female
[glow=blue,2,300]Clan:[/glow] BrookClan
[glow=blue,2,300]Desired Position:[/glow] warrior, hopes to be deputy
[glow=blue,2,300]Personality:[/glow] She is a mysterious female, but often looked up to by other cats. She lacks good speed, but it is made up by her feisty figthing behaviors. When in battle, she can make a decent blow on a cat, and possibly break a bone if strong enough.
[glow=blue,2,300]Physical Description:[/glow] She is a well muscled cat, built for fighting, not running. She is a pure white cat with lulling tan eyes, that seem always to be narrowed as if she were tired, or angry. It is not easy to tell her emotions, or have her eyes read.
[glow=blue,2,300]Picture:[/glow]
[glow=blue,2,300]History:[/glow]
She was born a loner kit, but came to the Clan with her elderly mother. She was called Coryn by her mother, Nyra now deceased, but is more commonly known as Moonhawk, for on the full moon and half moon, she stares up at the moon in a silent vigil for StarClan.
[glow=blue,2,300]IC:[/glow]
Moonhawk looked up into the moon's luminous rays. It was at it's fullest, comepletely waxed. This was Moonhawk's favorite stage of the moon cycle, and she was almost alone, since she was not taken to the gathering, and she was thankful for that in a way.
StarClan, I was born a loner. I came to BrookClan as a kit, immedietly accepting your ways. I trained as an apprentice, and learned all needed to be learned... Moonhawk prayed in her mind, eyes wide open, seeming blank almost. Please, let me become more than what others see me as in this clan. The mocking has ceased, though I know I am not fully trusted. Let me be brave, let me be a great cat... Let me save them from whatever obsicles are sent our way...
[glow=blue,2,300]Code:[/glow] Whisper
[glow=blue,2,300]Other:[/glow]
unknown species
[glow=blue,2,300]Age:[/glow] 20 moons
[glow=blue,2,300]Gender:[/glow] female
[glow=blue,2,300]Clan:[/glow] BrookClan
[glow=blue,2,300]Desired Position:[/glow] warrior, hopes to be deputy
[glow=blue,2,300]Personality:[/glow] She is a mysterious female, but often looked up to by other cats. She lacks good speed, but it is made up by her feisty figthing behaviors. When in battle, she can make a decent blow on a cat, and possibly break a bone if strong enough.
[glow=blue,2,300]Physical Description:[/glow] She is a well muscled cat, built for fighting, not running. She is a pure white cat with lulling tan eyes, that seem always to be narrowed as if she were tired, or angry. It is not easy to tell her emotions, or have her eyes read.
[glow=blue,2,300]Picture:[/glow]
[glow=blue,2,300]History:[/glow]
She was born a loner kit, but came to the Clan with her elderly mother. She was called Coryn by her mother, Nyra now deceased, but is more commonly known as Moonhawk, for on the full moon and half moon, she stares up at the moon in a silent vigil for StarClan.
[glow=blue,2,300]IC:[/glow]
Moonhawk looked up into the moon's luminous rays. It was at it's fullest, comepletely waxed. This was Moonhawk's favorite stage of the moon cycle, and she was almost alone, since she was not taken to the gathering, and she was thankful for that in a way.
StarClan, I was born a loner. I came to BrookClan as a kit, immedietly accepting your ways. I trained as an apprentice, and learned all needed to be learned... Moonhawk prayed in her mind, eyes wide open, seeming blank almost. Please, let me become more than what others see me as in this clan. The mocking has ceased, though I know I am not fully trusted. Let me be brave, let me be a great cat... Let me save them from whatever obsicles are sent our way...
[glow=blue,2,300]Code:[/glow] Whisper
[glow=blue,2,300]Other:[/glow]
unknown species
<--By streamy. who else makes siggie's that great?