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Post by *|Softfeather|* on Feb 24, 2007 21:38:18 GMT -5
Name: Softfeather
Age: 18 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: MistClan
Rank: Warrior
Description: Softfeather pelt are beautiful shades of gray and blue. Her fur isn't long or short and it is soft. Most of the time her pelt is always clean and smooth. She has a silm body and pretty cream color eyes.
Personality: She is strong, intelligent, and cunning are some of the words to describe Softfeather. She is loyal to her Clan and will died to save her Clan mates. She is outgoing and is open to meet new cats, even if it is from another Clan. She is a good fighter and hunting and can easiy trick another cat. She is scared of falling to her death.
History: She was born in MistClan. Her mother's name was Leafcloud. Leafcloud was a white she-cat with amazing green eyes, giving her name 'Leaf.' She was well-respected warrior and her father's name was Graytail. Graytail was too a well-respected warrior. He had a long gray coat with amber eyes. Her father was deputy at the time. Softfeather had a good kit-hood. She had two sisters, Fernkit and Whitekit.
When she became a apprentice she was mentor by her father, Graytail. Graytail was a good mentor. He know how to fight, hunt, and trick cats. Graytail taught her tons of exotic fighting skills and hunting moves.
Her father sadly died by Leafcloud, Softfeather's mother, side. StreamClan had been attacking and Leafcloud was surrounded by warriors. Graytail bravey fought for Leafcloud and died. Softfeather was made into a warrior the day after her parents were killed.
IC: A young, pretty blue-gray she-cat with yellow eyes stalked though the open area. She opend her mouth to see if any prey was around. Flicking an ear to her left and then to her right he lowered her belly to the ground, her fur gently brushing the dirt.
Bunching her muscles she leaped, pouncing on a thin mouse and killing it. She heard a something in the trees and looked up to see a squirrel. She ran up the tree but lost her balence and fell down with a big thumb. Immediately she shook her head.
"Fox dung, this day was going so well, too," she spat, thinking of all the other prey that must have heard that thumb and would now be in hiding for the next few hours.
Relationships: Sister - dead - Fernwhisker. Sister - dead - Whitecloud. Father - dead - Graytail. Mother - dead - Leafcloud.
Crush: None yet
Other: She has a soft spots for toms. |
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Post by Falcon on Feb 25, 2007 10:31:40 GMT -5
Nice bio... Fireh'll have to accept... I like your signature!!! How did you find our site?
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Post by ¤ Fireh ¤ on Feb 25, 2007 14:06:08 GMT -5
ACCEPTED
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Post by *|Softfeather|* on Feb 28, 2007 19:03:46 GMT -5
I fount it on WarriorWish and thanks! |
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