Post by Nokomith on Apr 3, 2008 19:52:44 GMT -5
Name: Aurora
Position: Mage
Clan: Shadowclan
Age: 6 moons
Gender: Female
Pic:
Description: A small black cat weighing no more then 4 pounds. Her eyes
seam to have a soft green light behind them at all times and her fur lays
flat and sleek against her body. Her alternate form looks like a cat made
from the lights of the Aurora Borealis it self constantly shifting and
turning gently. In this form her movements are as quick as the lights she
appears to be made of. Small for her size often she is mistaken for a cat
much younger then she actually is.
Personality: For the most part she is a carefree spirit who wonders the lands
looking for entertainment and beauty of the world around her. She is loyal to
her friends and an antagonist to her enemies. A pacifist by nature she will not
be the one to start an argument but she has a problem letting go of what she
considers to be insults. For as happy as she appears there is always a distant
melancholy in her eyes. Whenever asked about it she only smiles and say "No
need for you to worry about my ghosts" and says no more on the subject. If
pursued she will do her best to change the topic of conversation. For her age
she can show moments of wisdom that even she at times is surprised by. Never will
she stand for the company of any dog. If forced into such a situation she will
do her best to escape. If unable to avoid it she will refuse conversation with
it.
History: For the most part she has been wondering the lands alone. She has no
memories of mother and father. Spending so much time on her own she has learned
to appreciate the smaller things around her. Her best friend traveled with her for
a bit and it was bliss. They would play at any time that they wanted and run threw
the fields and lands like wild animals finding game in everything they found. One
day in they came across a dog who appeared to be injured. They had never met a dog
before that day so there was no natural fear of this strange animal. Concerned for
it they went forward to check it's condition further only to be lured into it's
reach. She ran fast threw and under the brush thinking that her friend was there
with her. Only when she stopped did she realize she was alone. Tired and exhausted
she returned to the spot where the dog had been lying down only to find an empty blood stain
shallow in the earth. As she stood morning her loss she heard a noise to her side.
It was then that she realized her ability with the light. The ground lit with a soft
green glow as she braced for the teeth and pain. The dog's bit was not able to keep a
purchase on her but fell threw to the other side with a surprised yelping cry. She took
the moment and ran. She never returned to the spot where her friend last stood again
but has kept her alive in memory and dream. Because if you never allow yourself to
forget the ones you care about then you never truly lose them. In her heart she will
always hold herself partially responsible for her friend. For not noticing sooner
that she was not there at her side.
RP example: Silently she sits upon the hill looking up at the night sky. Her tail
twitching to and fro as she watches the stars dancing. Slowly from her tail tip
a thread of green light flows outwards accenting the subtle movements as if the wind
is pulling it into ribbons of enticement. Catching the movement from the corner of her
eye she turns her head to look at this strange occurrence her eyes following the slow
rhythmic flow. Her tail twitching faster with the excitement of the sight make the light
light glow and flash till no longer can she stand the enticement of this sight and turns
batting her paw at this light that refuses to let her touch it and moves with her preventing
contact further. Round she chases it upon the hill like a new kitten with a new toy.
The dance of light, paw, and tail blending together into pure chaotic rhythm as with
every movement she makes the light seams to further run from her reach until with a
final rolling effort she catches the the tip of her tail with a "yowch!" and lets go.
A flick of her ears she turns back to the sky as if nothing had happened while mentally
lecturing herself over biting her tail yet again.
Code words: *Think the impossible*
Head admin.’s approval mark:
An inspiration from another rp that I have played before... don't know how current this forum is but please if there are still people on here then contact me to let me know if I am aproved or not.
Position: Mage
Clan: Shadowclan
Age: 6 moons
Gender: Female
Pic:
Description: A small black cat weighing no more then 4 pounds. Her eyes
seam to have a soft green light behind them at all times and her fur lays
flat and sleek against her body. Her alternate form looks like a cat made
from the lights of the Aurora Borealis it self constantly shifting and
turning gently. In this form her movements are as quick as the lights she
appears to be made of. Small for her size often she is mistaken for a cat
much younger then she actually is.
Personality: For the most part she is a carefree spirit who wonders the lands
looking for entertainment and beauty of the world around her. She is loyal to
her friends and an antagonist to her enemies. A pacifist by nature she will not
be the one to start an argument but she has a problem letting go of what she
considers to be insults. For as happy as she appears there is always a distant
melancholy in her eyes. Whenever asked about it she only smiles and say "No
need for you to worry about my ghosts" and says no more on the subject. If
pursued she will do her best to change the topic of conversation. For her age
she can show moments of wisdom that even she at times is surprised by. Never will
she stand for the company of any dog. If forced into such a situation she will
do her best to escape. If unable to avoid it she will refuse conversation with
it.
History: For the most part she has been wondering the lands alone. She has no
memories of mother and father. Spending so much time on her own she has learned
to appreciate the smaller things around her. Her best friend traveled with her for
a bit and it was bliss. They would play at any time that they wanted and run threw
the fields and lands like wild animals finding game in everything they found. One
day in they came across a dog who appeared to be injured. They had never met a dog
before that day so there was no natural fear of this strange animal. Concerned for
it they went forward to check it's condition further only to be lured into it's
reach. She ran fast threw and under the brush thinking that her friend was there
with her. Only when she stopped did she realize she was alone. Tired and exhausted
she returned to the spot where the dog had been lying down only to find an empty blood stain
shallow in the earth. As she stood morning her loss she heard a noise to her side.
It was then that she realized her ability with the light. The ground lit with a soft
green glow as she braced for the teeth and pain. The dog's bit was not able to keep a
purchase on her but fell threw to the other side with a surprised yelping cry. She took
the moment and ran. She never returned to the spot where her friend last stood again
but has kept her alive in memory and dream. Because if you never allow yourself to
forget the ones you care about then you never truly lose them. In her heart she will
always hold herself partially responsible for her friend. For not noticing sooner
that she was not there at her side.
RP example: Silently she sits upon the hill looking up at the night sky. Her tail
twitching to and fro as she watches the stars dancing. Slowly from her tail tip
a thread of green light flows outwards accenting the subtle movements as if the wind
is pulling it into ribbons of enticement. Catching the movement from the corner of her
eye she turns her head to look at this strange occurrence her eyes following the slow
rhythmic flow. Her tail twitching faster with the excitement of the sight make the light
light glow and flash till no longer can she stand the enticement of this sight and turns
batting her paw at this light that refuses to let her touch it and moves with her preventing
contact further. Round she chases it upon the hill like a new kitten with a new toy.
The dance of light, paw, and tail blending together into pure chaotic rhythm as with
every movement she makes the light seams to further run from her reach until with a
final rolling effort she catches the the tip of her tail with a "yowch!" and lets go.
A flick of her ears she turns back to the sky as if nothing had happened while mentally
lecturing herself over biting her tail yet again.
Code words: *Think the impossible*
Head admin.’s approval mark:
An inspiration from another rp that I have played before... don't know how current this forum is but please if there are still people on here then contact me to let me know if I am aproved or not.