Post by ellegantillusion on May 8, 2008 21:08:16 GMT -5
Name: FawnSpots
Gender: Femal
Age: 15 moons
General Appearance: On the shorter side, long and lean. Small paws with sharp claws.
Pelt Color: Browns and Whites all mixed in with each other. Her pelts rather sleak, she always keeps it well groomed.
Eye Color: Light Brown-Yellowish color.
Rank: Warrior
History: FawnSpots was born to Hayring and PrismFur. When she was a new born she was just like any regular kit. She played and trampled around, normal kit behavior. Then around 2 moons, she began to explore the world of 'politics'. Learning the warrior code by heart and how everything worked in the clan. Learning techniques about fighting, hunting, and learning the roles and goals of the warrior life.
When she was apperanticed she was very clever and witty. Often was training with her mentor or off on her own. For a small time in her life she belonged to the Alliance, thinking that this was the right path for her. Only to realize that it wasn't, and she turned her back to them. Almost costing her, her life. She fought in lots of small little battles, and she fought off MysticClan cats (against the warriors wishes). Later on she became FawnSpots and found a mate in SourBite. (Which she'd always had a crush on) She's happy at the moment...
Marks/Scars: Regular battle scars.
LightScripter Potential~~~
~Gatherer: 2.5
~LightMaker: 1
~Scripting: 1.5
<3: SourBite (She thinks his grimace is cute!), Her mother:PrismFur, Being Important, Giving others advise (She feels wise), Jumping from tree branch to tree branch, the forest of love (Thinks its beautiful)
</3: Overly protective mothers, Ignorant Warriors, Smack talking apperatices, Bees (She's gotten stung too many times)
Kin:
Mate: SourBite
Father and Mother: HayRing and PrismFur
Step-Father: BronzeCloud
Siblings: BirdPounce, and more but me forgot!
Half Siblings: MoonFaith, CrestedHope, (and more)
Other: Loves to help out around the camp. Likes heading into battle but fears the loss of her small group of friends, her mate, and den mates. Would sacrafice her life for her leader, and even though she'd love to be deputy, she wouldn't accept. That would jepordize her chance to be a mother.
Picture:
Gender: Femal
Age: 15 moons
General Appearance: On the shorter side, long and lean. Small paws with sharp claws.
Pelt Color: Browns and Whites all mixed in with each other. Her pelts rather sleak, she always keeps it well groomed.
Eye Color: Light Brown-Yellowish color.
Rank: Warrior
History: FawnSpots was born to Hayring and PrismFur. When she was a new born she was just like any regular kit. She played and trampled around, normal kit behavior. Then around 2 moons, she began to explore the world of 'politics'. Learning the warrior code by heart and how everything worked in the clan. Learning techniques about fighting, hunting, and learning the roles and goals of the warrior life.
When she was apperanticed she was very clever and witty. Often was training with her mentor or off on her own. For a small time in her life she belonged to the Alliance, thinking that this was the right path for her. Only to realize that it wasn't, and she turned her back to them. Almost costing her, her life. She fought in lots of small little battles, and she fought off MysticClan cats (against the warriors wishes). Later on she became FawnSpots and found a mate in SourBite. (Which she'd always had a crush on) She's happy at the moment...
Marks/Scars: Regular battle scars.
LightScripter Potential~~~
~Gatherer: 2.5
~LightMaker: 1
~Scripting: 1.5
<3: SourBite (She thinks his grimace is cute!), Her mother:PrismFur, Being Important, Giving others advise (She feels wise), Jumping from tree branch to tree branch, the forest of love (Thinks its beautiful)
</3: Overly protective mothers, Ignorant Warriors, Smack talking apperatices, Bees (She's gotten stung too many times)
Kin:
Mate: SourBite
Father and Mother: HayRing and PrismFur
Step-Father: BronzeCloud
Siblings: BirdPounce, and more but me forgot!
Half Siblings: MoonFaith, CrestedHope, (and more)
Other: Loves to help out around the camp. Likes heading into battle but fears the loss of her small group of friends, her mate, and den mates. Would sacrafice her life for her leader, and even though she'd love to be deputy, she wouldn't accept. That would jepordize her chance to be a mother.
Picture: