Post by Harrald on Mar 28, 2008 12:12:52 GMT -5
Name: Northstar
Age: 48 moons
Alliance: ForestClan
Rank: Leader
Gender: She-cat
Appearance: An elegant grey pelt coats this she-cat. Northstar's fur is a soft, dark silver. Her fur is littered with little white flecks. One large spot of white covers her muzzle. Her tail is long and ends in a prestigious point. The tip of that point is a white dot, about the same size as two of the other flecks. Her large paws are almost white, they are coated in many little spots. Her long, thin ears looks the same as her paws. Her glittering silver eyes are full of emotion.
Picture: N/A
Personality: Northstar is a sweet, good-natured cat at heart. But she is also born ferocious and ready to fight at any given time. She usually stays in one mood for a day, or even sometimes longer, but she may quickly change her attitude. Especially if something ((see IC)) important comes up. Northstar isn't the brightest bulb in the lamp, but she isn't dumb, either. Only that she has information to learn, like any good and true cat and warrior.
History: Born of Rushweed and Sweetgrass. Northstar was named for the shimmering light above her in the sky. She was born under the glimmering full-moon during a gathering. Her mother lay, listening, then shrieked with pain. The Medicine Cats helped as much as they could, but it was to no avail. Sweetgrass died during the birth, and had a litter of two still-born kits and one small, weak kitten. Northkit was raised by Mottledfur, and mangy old elder who had birthed more litter than any warrior in history. Rushweed mentored his daughter, Northpaw, teaching her to believe, trust and hope.
Northpointe asked for her name beforehand. She was born under the North point of the North Star. Northpointe soon met another cat, whom seemed to face the fates identical to hers. His name was Corkfoot. Northpointe and Corkfoot had 3 kits together. Sweetkit and Grasskit, in honor of Sweetgrass. Petalkit, in honor of Corkfoot's mother, Titpetal. Corkfoot's father was unknown. As soon as the kits were old enough to become apprentices, Northpointe was deputized. And, only two moons later, Creekstar passed away, his last life gone. Northstar was born.
IC: Northstar frowned, a growl erupting in her throat. Stupid apprentices. Always happened. Never once could she avoid them. Rolling her eyes, she stood and stretched from her comfortable den. As she stepped out into a white-washed world, a cold chill swept over her. Shuddering, Northstar stepped toward the den. There it was. Plain as day. A large gap in the front. Three 'escape holes' in the rear. Two shuddering apprentices in the center. Two missing. One hunting. Northstar hissed at them, beckoning them out.
"You should've warned them. If they leave, and never return, it's their fault. We cannot be blamed for two air-headed apprentices!"
"But Northstar! We told them not to go! They had no right!"
"Well, if they return, they will be informed so!" Northstar stormed off in anger. But she froze as Thornstork approached.
"Northstar," he began quietly. "Grasspaw... he's dead."
Other:
Epilogue
Corkfoot and Thornstork died in a great battle with FieldClan.
Grasspaw was killed by a fox that attacked the hunting party.
Petalpaw and Sweetpaw became warriors, Sweetwave and Petalsoft.
Both died of an outbreak of Greencough among the Clan.
The outbreak swiftly took Northstar's first ((and only lost)) life.
Rushweed passed away shortly after from a broken rib, do to a falling tree-branch laden heavy with snow.
Corkfoot's father turned out to be Rushweed.
Northstar lost all family and friends in the outbreak of Greencough.
Then, she learned who had fathered Corkfoot.
Codeword: Sharing Tongues
Age: 48 moons
Alliance: ForestClan
Rank: Leader
Gender: She-cat
Appearance: An elegant grey pelt coats this she-cat. Northstar's fur is a soft, dark silver. Her fur is littered with little white flecks. One large spot of white covers her muzzle. Her tail is long and ends in a prestigious point. The tip of that point is a white dot, about the same size as two of the other flecks. Her large paws are almost white, they are coated in many little spots. Her long, thin ears looks the same as her paws. Her glittering silver eyes are full of emotion.
Picture: N/A
Personality: Northstar is a sweet, good-natured cat at heart. But she is also born ferocious and ready to fight at any given time. She usually stays in one mood for a day, or even sometimes longer, but she may quickly change her attitude. Especially if something ((see IC)) important comes up. Northstar isn't the brightest bulb in the lamp, but she isn't dumb, either. Only that she has information to learn, like any good and true cat and warrior.
History: Born of Rushweed and Sweetgrass. Northstar was named for the shimmering light above her in the sky. She was born under the glimmering full-moon during a gathering. Her mother lay, listening, then shrieked with pain. The Medicine Cats helped as much as they could, but it was to no avail. Sweetgrass died during the birth, and had a litter of two still-born kits and one small, weak kitten. Northkit was raised by Mottledfur, and mangy old elder who had birthed more litter than any warrior in history. Rushweed mentored his daughter, Northpaw, teaching her to believe, trust and hope.
Northpointe asked for her name beforehand. She was born under the North point of the North Star. Northpointe soon met another cat, whom seemed to face the fates identical to hers. His name was Corkfoot. Northpointe and Corkfoot had 3 kits together. Sweetkit and Grasskit, in honor of Sweetgrass. Petalkit, in honor of Corkfoot's mother, Titpetal. Corkfoot's father was unknown. As soon as the kits were old enough to become apprentices, Northpointe was deputized. And, only two moons later, Creekstar passed away, his last life gone. Northstar was born.
IC: Northstar frowned, a growl erupting in her throat. Stupid apprentices. Always happened. Never once could she avoid them. Rolling her eyes, she stood and stretched from her comfortable den. As she stepped out into a white-washed world, a cold chill swept over her. Shuddering, Northstar stepped toward the den. There it was. Plain as day. A large gap in the front. Three 'escape holes' in the rear. Two shuddering apprentices in the center. Two missing. One hunting. Northstar hissed at them, beckoning them out.
"You should've warned them. If they leave, and never return, it's their fault. We cannot be blamed for two air-headed apprentices!"
"But Northstar! We told them not to go! They had no right!"
"Well, if they return, they will be informed so!" Northstar stormed off in anger. But she froze as Thornstork approached.
"Northstar," he began quietly. "Grasspaw... he's dead."
Other:
Epilogue
Corkfoot and Thornstork died in a great battle with FieldClan.
Grasspaw was killed by a fox that attacked the hunting party.
Petalpaw and Sweetpaw became warriors, Sweetwave and Petalsoft.
Both died of an outbreak of Greencough among the Clan.
The outbreak swiftly took Northstar's first ((and only lost)) life.
Rushweed passed away shortly after from a broken rib, do to a falling tree-branch laden heavy with snow.
Corkfoot's father turned out to be Rushweed.
Northstar lost all family and friends in the outbreak of Greencough.
Then, she learned who had fathered Corkfoot.
Codeword: Sharing Tongues
