Post by .F.r.o.z.e.n. |Gorsey| on Feb 1, 2008 20:39:14 GMT -7
.x.name.x.
Frozenstar
.x.gender.x.
tom
.x.rank.x.
Leader
.x.age.x.
45 Moons
.x.clan.x.
EarthClan
.x.quick description.x.
Flame colored tom with striking black stripes and auburn/amber eyes. Right front leg is fully white.
.x.description.x.
Frozenstar is a striking, flame colored tom with the brightest, most handsome eyes within the forest. His pale masses of amber and aubrun sifting with speck of white and silver are wide and promonent on his broad head. The fur around his magnificient eyes is a white fringe, just tapering around the orbs of pale color. His nose is very symetrical, looking almost as a perfect box. His long, thick, black whiskers fan out around his protruding muzzle and seem to touch the edges of his face when you look at him from the front. His broad forehead makes him look bold and strong, and his powerful legs match that bias. Powerful claws rake through the earth as his long legs carry him over the forest ground. A long, thick tail provides the necessary balance needed for his powerful stride. His stripes are a striking black and white tips his toes, underbelly, chest, eyes, and muzzle. Also, a huge portion of his right front leg is completely white, including his pads, claws, and leg all the way up to his belly. Hence his name, Frozenleg{star}
.x.personality.x.
Frozenstar is a rather ambitious tom, with high goals and many many ideas on how to pursue them. His ambitions may get to his head at times, as he often fantasized about becoming Frozenstar, and his fantasies came true! THough ambitious, Frozenstar would never consort to treachery. His voice is gravely and rough, and so is he. He is strict and to the point, never missing a beat in a conversation, if he finds the topic constructive. He rarely listens to anycat jabber about pointless things, and is always busy with some task or another. He never quits, never gives up, die-hard, live while you can, kind of cat.
.x.history.x.
There is not that much to tell about Frozenleg's history, since the facts are scarce. His father was a born deputy of EarthClan, raised by the deputy of the time. His father was a strong warrior, but died in battle at the young age of 55 moons. He left Frozenkit with his mother, who is now an elder of Rainclan. When he was apprenticed, he was apprenticed to the, guess what! Deputy! Amazing! He was put through hard tasks and was a little over pushed by his mentor, causing him to be the strict, tough cat he is today. As he grew, his knowledge of running a clan increased as well. he started inferring idea's to the deputy, and the deputy usually took it up with the leader. Frozenpaw's idea's were usually good one's too, making the clan prosperous. You could say this cat was a born again leader from a long line of deputies and leader's flowing through his veins. He grew into a strong warrior, showing strength in all area's, but his temper was usually short and to the point. He was finally made deputy, and enjoyed this post. Then, to Frozenleg's dissapointement, the leader of EarthCan was killed. Frozenleg had wanted eventually to become leader, but not so soon, and mourns his old leader's death every day.
.x.roleplay sample.x.
.roleplay sample.
Frozenstar padded through the brambles and branches of the warriors den, sleep thick in his auburn/amber eyes. He let out a huge yawn, his large teeth glinting menacingly. He shook his broad head, peering around the corner. The camp was silent, and nothing, even the air, seemed to move. Frozenstar let out a shaky breath, realizing he had been holding his breath to keep the calm. His pale eyes flicked from den to den, making sure everycat was still asleep. He wanted to go for a stroll. He started to edge his way, silently and cautiously, towards the camp exit, his whiskers twitching every time he heard the slightest noise. A crackling leaf made his jump, and his fur fluffed out when the said leaf dropped on his nose. Frozenstar scolded himself. Mousebrain! You aren't even out the camp yet and already you are fretting! He shook himself again to gather his senses, the proceeded to pad out of camp.
.x.password.x.
[admin corrected]
Frozenstar
.x.gender.x.
tom
.x.rank.x.
Leader
.x.age.x.
45 Moons
.x.clan.x.
EarthClan
.x.quick description.x.
Flame colored tom with striking black stripes and auburn/amber eyes. Right front leg is fully white.
.x.description.x.
Frozenstar is a striking, flame colored tom with the brightest, most handsome eyes within the forest. His pale masses of amber and aubrun sifting with speck of white and silver are wide and promonent on his broad head. The fur around his magnificient eyes is a white fringe, just tapering around the orbs of pale color. His nose is very symetrical, looking almost as a perfect box. His long, thick, black whiskers fan out around his protruding muzzle and seem to touch the edges of his face when you look at him from the front. His broad forehead makes him look bold and strong, and his powerful legs match that bias. Powerful claws rake through the earth as his long legs carry him over the forest ground. A long, thick tail provides the necessary balance needed for his powerful stride. His stripes are a striking black and white tips his toes, underbelly, chest, eyes, and muzzle. Also, a huge portion of his right front leg is completely white, including his pads, claws, and leg all the way up to his belly. Hence his name, Frozenleg{star}
.x.personality.x.
Frozenstar is a rather ambitious tom, with high goals and many many ideas on how to pursue them. His ambitions may get to his head at times, as he often fantasized about becoming Frozenstar, and his fantasies came true! THough ambitious, Frozenstar would never consort to treachery. His voice is gravely and rough, and so is he. He is strict and to the point, never missing a beat in a conversation, if he finds the topic constructive. He rarely listens to anycat jabber about pointless things, and is always busy with some task or another. He never quits, never gives up, die-hard, live while you can, kind of cat.
.x.history.x.
There is not that much to tell about Frozenleg's history, since the facts are scarce. His father was a born deputy of EarthClan, raised by the deputy of the time. His father was a strong warrior, but died in battle at the young age of 55 moons. He left Frozenkit with his mother, who is now an elder of Rainclan. When he was apprenticed, he was apprenticed to the, guess what! Deputy! Amazing! He was put through hard tasks and was a little over pushed by his mentor, causing him to be the strict, tough cat he is today. As he grew, his knowledge of running a clan increased as well. he started inferring idea's to the deputy, and the deputy usually took it up with the leader. Frozenpaw's idea's were usually good one's too, making the clan prosperous. You could say this cat was a born again leader from a long line of deputies and leader's flowing through his veins. He grew into a strong warrior, showing strength in all area's, but his temper was usually short and to the point. He was finally made deputy, and enjoyed this post. Then, to Frozenleg's dissapointement, the leader of EarthCan was killed. Frozenleg had wanted eventually to become leader, but not so soon, and mourns his old leader's death every day.
.x.roleplay sample.x.
.roleplay sample.
Frozenstar padded through the brambles and branches of the warriors den, sleep thick in his auburn/amber eyes. He let out a huge yawn, his large teeth glinting menacingly. He shook his broad head, peering around the corner. The camp was silent, and nothing, even the air, seemed to move. Frozenstar let out a shaky breath, realizing he had been holding his breath to keep the calm. His pale eyes flicked from den to den, making sure everycat was still asleep. He wanted to go for a stroll. He started to edge his way, silently and cautiously, towards the camp exit, his whiskers twitching every time he heard the slightest noise. A crackling leaf made his jump, and his fur fluffed out when the said leaf dropped on his nose. Frozenstar scolded himself. Mousebrain! You aren't even out the camp yet and already you are fretting! He shook himself again to gather his senses, the proceeded to pad out of camp.
.x.password.x.
[admin corrected]
