Post by Gale on Jul 13, 2009 14:41:54 GMT -5
Log-In Name:
Galeheart
IC Current Name/Future Name:
Galeheart/ Galestar *sparkles*
Rank:
Deputy
Gender:
She-cat
Age:
29 M
Reference/Summarized Description:
www.flickr.com/photos/akijinn/9317840/
Galeheart- A thin ginger torbie she-cat with green eyes.
Detailed Description:
She-cat is thin and lanky, though short. Her legs aren't very long, but are well-muscled. Her pelt is a mixture of dark ginger stripes and mottled dusty brown splotches that cover her sides, back, tail, and face. Her legs are an overall dirty-ginger-colored tabby, ending in small tawny paws. Her face was narrow and showcased very large, round moss-yellow eyes. Her muzzle was narrow and pale white, matching the long whiskers. Galeheart's tail was long and tufted at the end.
Personality:
She-cat lived by her name; her moods never stood still for more than a few minutes. She could be sweet and concerned, lashing out and snarling, or lazy and irritable in a short time span. Perhaps the one consistent thing was her ability to fight. the she-cat was relentless and only stopped at her leader's order or if the opponents ran out. She was an "okay" hunter, but it wasn't as thrilling as fighting to her. Galeheart also had sleepign problems, and often woke up in the middle of the night for no reason. Toms bored her, especially the ones who thought they were all macho and selfish, and she had never had any thoughts on kits; she was just too busy.
History:
Born in the Clan; nothing terribly important happened, though she received a scar above her eye when she was being a stupid young warrior. The current pulled her out to the ocean and she scraped her head on a rock, but she got whisked up into a tidepool. (see sample post plz)
Roleplay Sample:
A lean figure leapt nimbly from one water-soaked rock to the next. Her tawny paws were a striking contrast to the rough black of the lava rocks, which were heated in the midday sun. But Galeheart was quick; she was on another rock before the heat scorched her paws. Bracing herself, she lowered her body to the rock when a spray of cool seawater blasted her in the face, making the ocean-worn rock slippery. Galeheart shrieked, slipping into the ocean current. The young warrior's legs thrashed as she tried to keep her head above the waves, but she couldn't tell which way was up. The water pushed against her, and she a the sharp sear of pain as a rock caught the fur above her eye. The salt water made it all the worse, and Galeheart was just about to just give up when there was rock under her paws. Surprised that she had stayed upright, she shot upward, dodging a crab as she landed in a soaked heap at the foot of one of WaveClan's few tidepools. Fur dripping, she shivered fiercely before trying to stand up. Now that she was out of the ocean, her pelt immediately began to dry, thanks to the island's hot sun. Wiping a still-damp paw over her scratched forehead, she made straight for the wrecked ship that marked WaveClan's camp.
Other Characters:
Signature fo.
Other Info:
Murdoc effing owns. <3
Galeheart
IC Current Name/Future Name:
Galeheart/ Galestar *sparkles*
Rank:
Deputy
Gender:
She-cat
Age:
29 M
Reference/Summarized Description:
www.flickr.com/photos/akijinn/9317840/
Galeheart- A thin ginger torbie she-cat with green eyes.
Detailed Description:
She-cat is thin and lanky, though short. Her legs aren't very long, but are well-muscled. Her pelt is a mixture of dark ginger stripes and mottled dusty brown splotches that cover her sides, back, tail, and face. Her legs are an overall dirty-ginger-colored tabby, ending in small tawny paws. Her face was narrow and showcased very large, round moss-yellow eyes. Her muzzle was narrow and pale white, matching the long whiskers. Galeheart's tail was long and tufted at the end.
Personality:
She-cat lived by her name; her moods never stood still for more than a few minutes. She could be sweet and concerned, lashing out and snarling, or lazy and irritable in a short time span. Perhaps the one consistent thing was her ability to fight. the she-cat was relentless and only stopped at her leader's order or if the opponents ran out. She was an "okay" hunter, but it wasn't as thrilling as fighting to her. Galeheart also had sleepign problems, and often woke up in the middle of the night for no reason. Toms bored her, especially the ones who thought they were all macho and selfish, and she had never had any thoughts on kits; she was just too busy.
History:
Born in the Clan; nothing terribly important happened, though she received a scar above her eye when she was being a stupid young warrior. The current pulled her out to the ocean and she scraped her head on a rock, but she got whisked up into a tidepool. (see sample post plz)
Roleplay Sample:
A lean figure leapt nimbly from one water-soaked rock to the next. Her tawny paws were a striking contrast to the rough black of the lava rocks, which were heated in the midday sun. But Galeheart was quick; she was on another rock before the heat scorched her paws. Bracing herself, she lowered her body to the rock when a spray of cool seawater blasted her in the face, making the ocean-worn rock slippery. Galeheart shrieked, slipping into the ocean current. The young warrior's legs thrashed as she tried to keep her head above the waves, but she couldn't tell which way was up. The water pushed against her, and she a the sharp sear of pain as a rock caught the fur above her eye. The salt water made it all the worse, and Galeheart was just about to just give up when there was rock under her paws. Surprised that she had stayed upright, she shot upward, dodging a crab as she landed in a soaked heap at the foot of one of WaveClan's few tidepools. Fur dripping, she shivered fiercely before trying to stand up. Now that she was out of the ocean, her pelt immediately began to dry, thanks to the island's hot sun. Wiping a still-damp paw over her scratched forehead, she made straight for the wrecked ship that marked WaveClan's camp.
Other Characters:
Signature fo.
Other Info:
Murdoc effing owns. <3