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Post by [[ShAdYCaUStI]] on Dec 23, 2009 19:55:04 GMT -5
Name: Witheredhollow
Rank: Warrior
Clan: IgnitedClan
Gender: She-cat
Age: 30 moons
Pelt: Witheredhollow's pelt is black at the roots, but tipped with silver so that she has the appearance of a meadow under a frosty midnight moon. Her fur is soft and a little longer than average, and its colour and texture add to the she-cat's natural sinuous grace. Her legs are long and her paws are small, and her form is flawless. Ever part of her was perfectly sculpted, crafted for beauty and grace, but also for strength and speed. Her delicate head is positioned on a neck just that much longer than average. Small ears and an elegantly-shaped face add to her physical beauty. She has no distinctive markings and casually wears the beauty of an ice-crystal; frozen, cold, and harsh, and yet irresistably flawless.
Eyes: Her eyes are light blue, with the shine of icy twilight under the stars; hard and unmarred.
Mate: needed.
Kin: Hiddenscourge (Father; elder) Mosswhisker (Mother; deceased) {this name will get changed once someone makes a leader; this is another copied-from-another-site bio. Shortstar (Brother; leader)}
Apprentice: needed
Personality: The she-cat is in some ways like her appearance. She is cold and somewhat untouchable. Her manners are almost always arch and withdrawn, deliberately separating herself from the other cats. She is also cruel, harsh, and sadistic. She is the type of cat who pins the mouse to watch its vain pathetic struggle before ending its life. She dislikes kits in the way she dislikes water; nothing personal. They irritate her but serve a function, and thus are a necessary evil in life. They are to be avoided when it is possible and dealt with quickly at all other times. She will have an apprentice and is a formidable mentor. She has patience, though not an excessive amount of it, but she is exacting, demanding, and never personally involved. She does not care about the apprentice in any way except that the apprentice's perfomance reflects on her. For this reason she takes care that her apprentice be properly cared for and scrupulously taught. She is a strong fighter, silent and deadly and merciless. She is not bloodthirsty, prefering instead the debatably more painful wounds to mind, spirit, and soul. Some would argue that she cares about one cat - her brother leader's name?. In this they would be mostly wrong. In a way she cares - she has some slight loyalty to him, for he is, after all, her blood kin - but for the most part she is simply proud of him; proud that her kin has that high position.
History: None to speak of - she had a normal birth and though she excelled as an apprentice and proved herself to be one of the best of that group, her life has been uneventful.
Rank: Warrior
Clan: IgnitedClan
Gender: She-cat
Age: 30 moons
Pelt: Witheredhollow's pelt is black at the roots, but tipped with silver so that she has the appearance of a meadow under a frosty midnight moon. Her fur is soft and a little longer than average, and its colour and texture add to the she-cat's natural sinuous grace. Her legs are long and her paws are small, and her form is flawless. Ever part of her was perfectly sculpted, crafted for beauty and grace, but also for strength and speed. Her delicate head is positioned on a neck just that much longer than average. Small ears and an elegantly-shaped face add to her physical beauty. She has no distinctive markings and casually wears the beauty of an ice-crystal; frozen, cold, and harsh, and yet irresistably flawless.
Eyes: Her eyes are light blue, with the shine of icy twilight under the stars; hard and unmarred.
Mate: needed.
Kin: Hiddenscourge (Father; elder) Mosswhisker (Mother; deceased) {this name will get changed once someone makes a leader; this is another copied-from-another-site bio. Shortstar (Brother; leader)}
Apprentice: needed
Personality: The she-cat is in some ways like her appearance. She is cold and somewhat untouchable. Her manners are almost always arch and withdrawn, deliberately separating herself from the other cats. She is also cruel, harsh, and sadistic. She is the type of cat who pins the mouse to watch its vain pathetic struggle before ending its life. She dislikes kits in the way she dislikes water; nothing personal. They irritate her but serve a function, and thus are a necessary evil in life. They are to be avoided when it is possible and dealt with quickly at all other times. She will have an apprentice and is a formidable mentor. She has patience, though not an excessive amount of it, but she is exacting, demanding, and never personally involved. She does not care about the apprentice in any way except that the apprentice's perfomance reflects on her. For this reason she takes care that her apprentice be properly cared for and scrupulously taught. She is a strong fighter, silent and deadly and merciless. She is not bloodthirsty, prefering instead the debatably more painful wounds to mind, spirit, and soul. Some would argue that she cares about one cat - her brother leader's name?. In this they would be mostly wrong. In a way she cares - she has some slight loyalty to him, for he is, after all, her blood kin - but for the most part she is simply proud of him; proud that her kin has that high position.
History: None to speak of - she had a normal birth and though she excelled as an apprentice and proved herself to be one of the best of that group, her life has been uneventful.
