Post by ~Blossom~ on Oct 10, 2008 20:20:21 GMT -7
Jasminebreeze
Quiet and beautiful........
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Look at me, I'm finally done.
Quiet and beautiful........
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Jasminebreeze
.x.gender.x.
she-cat
.x.rank.x.
medicine cat
.x.age.x.
25 moons
.x.clan.x.
FireClan
.x.quick description.x.
small dark brown tabby she-cat with white patches
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Build
Jasminebreeze has an unnatural medicne cat build. Instead of being small, Jasminebreeze has the build of a warrior. Her pretty white shoulders are broad and wideset with shoulder blades that jut out from the thin coat. Her hips are also wideset and the hip bones extrude from the body and are clearly visible through the meager pelt that hangs loosely from her body. Her back legs are long and extend from the body, slim and simple, ending in her muscular feet. Her pads are pleasantly pink. Moving on. Her chest is flat and protrudes from the body, giving her the look of an extremely confindent cat.
Fur
So, Jasminebreeze's fur is nothing to go crazy about. First of all, Jasminebreeze has long fur. Fluffy and silky, she grooms it every day to keep it cloud-soft. Well, maybe that's something to go crazy about. Down around her paws, it fluffs out like.... (even though cats wouldn't know about these) bell-bottom jeans, and engulfs her paws. Jasminebreeze has mostly brown tabby, dark, like the bark of a pine tree, (only softer). But around her head and chest, the dark tabby gets lighter turning into a sort of tan color, like sand. Her chest, muzzle, and belly are a beautiful, pure, snow white. I actually think the color and legnth of her fur make her look very, very gentle.
Eyes
Jasminebreeze's eyes are very, very beautiful, and... extremely rare. This will hit you like a ton of bricks and a shovel wound in Santa's magical bag. Jasminebreeze has violet eyes! They are the exact color of sunset purple, when it blends with the pale pink that the sun produces. They are beautiful! I mean it! It seems strange that her eyes are the way they are, but she has them, believe me. Plus, there's more. Have you ever seen the blue of the clearest sky on a lovely summer day? Well, Jasminebreeze's eyes are speckled and flecked with that very color. Beautiful, right?
Other
Now, I don't mean to sound like Jasminebreeze's looks are absolutely perfect.... she does have one major flaw on her beautiful pelt. Running from the top of her ear, to her nose, a large, ugly scar splits the fantabulous fur of beautiful, flawless, Jasminebreeze.
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Good Things
Gentle
Yes... like all meddie cats, Jasminebreeze is gentle. I mean, you can't expect anything else. The brown tabby is gentle in touch and words. No.... while doctoring you, you will never be in pain, (aside from the pain your already in). Not even the stinging of the herbs... usually. Really, this is pretty self-explanatory, so I will stop here.
Kind
Gentle and kind sort of tie in together in the catagory of meddie cat traits. She will never, NEVER unsheath her claws, in battle or in anger. Also, Jasminebreeze feels as though teeth are for pulling thorns and pluck feathers from thrushes and starlings, and chewing her food. Battles make her woozy as nothing else does. She believes in peace and unity for the entire forest and will not stop fighting until she achives her heart's greatest desire.
Faithful
If you ever saw how much faith Jasminebreeze puts in her warrior ancestors, you would not believe your eyes. Jasminebreeze believes with all her heart that StarClan watches over and protects every cat in the forest. I mean, of course medicine cats are supposed to be faithful but everything is an omen or a blessing..... it can get rather annoying, but she never NEVER predicits a prophecy or omen that doesn't come true. So there!
Bad Things
Impatience
Yes, Jasminebreeze is impatient... very impatient. If a cat is sick and not healing, Jasminebreeze will go into hysterics. She will scratch herself constantly, she won't touch a morsel of food, not one. But, that's just the first stage. After that, she won't talk to anyone, she'll mope around and do nothing but watch the sick cat, day after day. The only one who can convince her out of it is her leader, and they have to be really strict, not asking, telling.
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The sun was shining on the clear summers day. Tall beautiful pine trees reached up to skim the sky. The deep green against the sky blue made an excellent contrast that was different yet the same. Below the expansion of clear blue was a running, babbling stream that flowed by gently. The blue-green water shimmered and danced in the sunlight. Yellow-green blades of grass swayed gently in a soft breeze that made the trees move.
In the cool shadow of the elevated pines, a beautiful skinny brown tabby lay, contorted with concentration and pain. She let out a loud caterwal and strangly, the trees stopped swaying and everything became silent.
Near the base of the gorgeous tabby's tail, a small white and tabby kit, her fur plastered to her body, mewling pitifully. Pawing the air and waving her small tail with her eyes shut tight, she struggled over to her mother's stomach and latched on, the milk slitering down her throat.
The beautiful brown tabby (who's name was Pecan) glanced down warmly at her soft bundle of joy. "My dear, sweet Jasmine.." she whispered before leaning down to lick her kitten dry.
Soon, night settled upon the peaceful clearing where Pecan lay with her precious kit. The small scrabbling of living prey made her soon realize how hungry she was. Raising a kit alone was going to be difficult. Pecan sighed, and carefully got up from where her sleeping kit lay. "My sweet," she whispered quietly. I'll stay in the clearing... She promised to herself, not taking her warm amber eyes off her kit.
As she turned away and stalked around the clearing, she got into full hunting mode, she let her senses take her away. Lifting her delicate pink nose to the air, she smelled the scrumtous scent of rabbit. Turning a few more paces, she spotted it. Though it's pelt was brown and it was dark, she could see the small mammal clearly in the dim light. As she raced after it, she came to her senses and realized, she was far away from her beautiful, wonderful kit. Pecan drew a deep breath and decided to go back with an empty stomach when she heard a low growl and the frightened squeak of a kit. Her kit! She wasn't as far away as she thought. Running towards the noises, she saw a big male dog fox creeping up on her Jasmine. "No!" She growled, rushing forward and biting deep into the fox's ear. She gave a satisfied grunt as blood gushed out of the wound.....
The next morning, three FireClan warriors found the bodies of Pecan and the fox, resting side by side, while Jasmine, mewled and squealed pitifully, completely unaware of the crisis that she had just endured. She was taken back to FireClan and found her destiny there as medicine cat. She is still happy, as of today....
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Um, is the history good enough or do I need another one?
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[admin corrected]
Jasminebreeze
.x.gender.x.
she-cat
.x.rank.x.
medicine cat
.x.age.x.
25 moons
.x.clan.x.
FireClan
.x.quick description.x.
small dark brown tabby she-cat with white patches
.x.description.x.
Build
Jasminebreeze has an unnatural medicne cat build. Instead of being small, Jasminebreeze has the build of a warrior. Her pretty white shoulders are broad and wideset with shoulder blades that jut out from the thin coat. Her hips are also wideset and the hip bones extrude from the body and are clearly visible through the meager pelt that hangs loosely from her body. Her back legs are long and extend from the body, slim and simple, ending in her muscular feet. Her pads are pleasantly pink. Moving on. Her chest is flat and protrudes from the body, giving her the look of an extremely confindent cat.
Fur
So, Jasminebreeze's fur is nothing to go crazy about. First of all, Jasminebreeze has long fur. Fluffy and silky, she grooms it every day to keep it cloud-soft. Well, maybe that's something to go crazy about. Down around her paws, it fluffs out like.... (even though cats wouldn't know about these) bell-bottom jeans, and engulfs her paws. Jasminebreeze has mostly brown tabby, dark, like the bark of a pine tree, (only softer). But around her head and chest, the dark tabby gets lighter turning into a sort of tan color, like sand. Her chest, muzzle, and belly are a beautiful, pure, snow white. I actually think the color and legnth of her fur make her look very, very gentle.
Eyes
Jasminebreeze's eyes are very, very beautiful, and... extremely rare. This will hit you like a ton of bricks and a shovel wound in Santa's magical bag. Jasminebreeze has violet eyes! They are the exact color of sunset purple, when it blends with the pale pink that the sun produces. They are beautiful! I mean it! It seems strange that her eyes are the way they are, but she has them, believe me. Plus, there's more. Have you ever seen the blue of the clearest sky on a lovely summer day? Well, Jasminebreeze's eyes are speckled and flecked with that very color. Beautiful, right?
Other
Now, I don't mean to sound like Jasminebreeze's looks are absolutely perfect.... she does have one major flaw on her beautiful pelt. Running from the top of her ear, to her nose, a large, ugly scar splits the fantabulous fur of beautiful, flawless, Jasminebreeze.
.x.personality.x.
Good Things
Gentle
Yes... like all meddie cats, Jasminebreeze is gentle. I mean, you can't expect anything else. The brown tabby is gentle in touch and words. No.... while doctoring you, you will never be in pain, (aside from the pain your already in). Not even the stinging of the herbs... usually. Really, this is pretty self-explanatory, so I will stop here.
Kind
Gentle and kind sort of tie in together in the catagory of meddie cat traits. She will never, NEVER unsheath her claws, in battle or in anger. Also, Jasminebreeze feels as though teeth are for pulling thorns and pluck feathers from thrushes and starlings, and chewing her food. Battles make her woozy as nothing else does. She believes in peace and unity for the entire forest and will not stop fighting until she achives her heart's greatest desire.
Faithful
If you ever saw how much faith Jasminebreeze puts in her warrior ancestors, you would not believe your eyes. Jasminebreeze believes with all her heart that StarClan watches over and protects every cat in the forest. I mean, of course medicine cats are supposed to be faithful but everything is an omen or a blessing..... it can get rather annoying, but she never NEVER predicits a prophecy or omen that doesn't come true. So there!
Bad Things
Impatience
Yes, Jasminebreeze is impatient... very impatient. If a cat is sick and not healing, Jasminebreeze will go into hysterics. She will scratch herself constantly, she won't touch a morsel of food, not one. But, that's just the first stage. After that, she won't talk to anyone, she'll mope around and do nothing but watch the sick cat, day after day. The only one who can convince her out of it is her leader, and they have to be really strict, not asking, telling.
.x.history.x.
The sun was shining on the clear summers day. Tall beautiful pine trees reached up to skim the sky. The deep green against the sky blue made an excellent contrast that was different yet the same. Below the expansion of clear blue was a running, babbling stream that flowed by gently. The blue-green water shimmered and danced in the sunlight. Yellow-green blades of grass swayed gently in a soft breeze that made the trees move.
In the cool shadow of the elevated pines, a beautiful skinny brown tabby lay, contorted with concentration and pain. She let out a loud caterwal and strangly, the trees stopped swaying and everything became silent.
Near the base of the gorgeous tabby's tail, a small white and tabby kit, her fur plastered to her body, mewling pitifully. Pawing the air and waving her small tail with her eyes shut tight, she struggled over to her mother's stomach and latched on, the milk slitering down her throat.
The beautiful brown tabby (who's name was Pecan) glanced down warmly at her soft bundle of joy. "My dear, sweet Jasmine.." she whispered before leaning down to lick her kitten dry.
Soon, night settled upon the peaceful clearing where Pecan lay with her precious kit. The small scrabbling of living prey made her soon realize how hungry she was. Raising a kit alone was going to be difficult. Pecan sighed, and carefully got up from where her sleeping kit lay. "My sweet," she whispered quietly. I'll stay in the clearing... She promised to herself, not taking her warm amber eyes off her kit.
As she turned away and stalked around the clearing, she got into full hunting mode, she let her senses take her away. Lifting her delicate pink nose to the air, she smelled the scrumtous scent of rabbit. Turning a few more paces, she spotted it. Though it's pelt was brown and it was dark, she could see the small mammal clearly in the dim light. As she raced after it, she came to her senses and realized, she was far away from her beautiful, wonderful kit. Pecan drew a deep breath and decided to go back with an empty stomach when she heard a low growl and the frightened squeak of a kit. Her kit! She wasn't as far away as she thought. Running towards the noises, she saw a big male dog fox creeping up on her Jasmine. "No!" She growled, rushing forward and biting deep into the fox's ear. She gave a satisfied grunt as blood gushed out of the wound.....
The next morning, three FireClan warriors found the bodies of Pecan and the fox, resting side by side, while Jasmine, mewled and squealed pitifully, completely unaware of the crisis that she had just endured. She was taken back to FireClan and found her destiny there as medicine cat. She is still happy, as of today....
.x.roleplay sample.x.
Um, is the history good enough or do I need another one?
.x.password.x.
[admin corrected]
.x.other.x.
Look at me, I'm finally done.
