Post by x.Generic.Dragon.x on Dec 17, 2008 2:11:27 GMT -7
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nymph
Whew! This took me a long time to get together! But I like the way it came out... for the most part. -sigh- I'll admit, it's not my best work. It's three in the morning... but oh, I just wanted to get this out! I'm kind of excited. I haven't roleplayed warrior-cats before (but I've read the books ;D)...
:3 If there's anything wrong with the way I would -like- to play this out, just tell me. But I would prefer to play Ghostkit from a kit through her life in her (new? <.<) home... But if this isn't acceptable, I'll change it.
But, as far as I can tell, no where in the rules said I couldn't start as my own kit-character... (The whole thing where the admins get to name the kits is kind of strange; wouldn't the players of the mother and father get to at least influence what the name is? I'm not going to criticize the admins for it -- just seems kind of odd to me, that's all. *very inquisitive person*)
Oh, if I am allowed to do this, if you don't mind, I'd like her Warrior name to eventually be Ghoststep.
Ghostkit
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She-cat
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Kit
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Five moons
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FireClan
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Smoky-pelted she-cat with pale green eyes.
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Ghostkit’s face, shoulders, back, outer limbs, and tail are a washed-out dark gray color, splashed with a silvery swath of small, oblong-shaped spots starting from between her shoulders, and running down to the base of her tail. The same silvery marks extend as short stripes down the outer sides of her limbs, giving her a smoky-looking exterior. The fur on her chest and belly are a lighter gray color, though are also covered in darker stripes. The more prominent ones are on her chest, fading in color as they reach her back legs. Intelligent, pale-green eyes are set in a soft-looking face, and her ears are set fairly high on her head.
Her overall build appears to be a sleek one. Her limbs are a decent length already, suggesting that she may be able to run and zip around with relative ease. Her legs are strong enough to allow her to run and jump sufficiently through woodland, which would make sense, a kit coming from two forest cats. Though she has an agile form, she will never be too physically strong or thick-set.
She has a nasty scar behind her left ear, running down to just near her right shoulder.
Her overall build appears to be a sleek one. Her limbs are a decent length already, suggesting that she may be able to run and zip around with relative ease. Her legs are strong enough to allow her to run and jump sufficiently through woodland, which would make sense, a kit coming from two forest cats. Though she has an agile form, she will never be too physically strong or thick-set.
She has a nasty scar behind her left ear, running down to just near her right shoulder.
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Ghostkit is a very adventurous little creature, often times opting to poke her nose where it doesn’t belong no matter the consequences. She won't listen to a scolding even if it meant her life, and has a tendency to just let advice go in one ear and out the other. Considering she is still just a kit, she has a lot to learn. Though, she may be adventurous and a bit of a trouble-maker at times, if other cats give her the chance, they can find that she could be a very loyal friend…even if she might try to pull on their whiskers or pull their paws from under them for her own amusement.
There is a few things that quench her adventurous bug; one of them would be stories. She loves listening to stories, true or otherwise, and will sit attentively to soak in every detail. She can be taken advantage of this way; if the cat carefully wove in their advice through this, it would subconsciously implant itself into her head. She may, by chance, remember it if she gets into a sticky situation.
Ghostkit has a problem with telling the truth, as well. She doesn't do any large lies, but she'll give tiny white fibs in order to get herself out of trouble. However, if it came to either her or one of her closer friends getting in trouble, she will stick up for her friend in a hot-headed manner, forgetting all the little fabricated lies she may have produced.
Every so often, she gets overzealous and will try to tackles challenges that are far out of her league. This, on top of her overly adventurous lifestyle, could get her into a lot of trouble. But this doesn't mean she isn't smart; by no means. She is a fairly intelligent cat, but she doesn't flaunt it around. She'll keep her wits to herself, for the most part, more than happy to keep her wanderlust and whatnot to herself.
There is a few things that quench her adventurous bug; one of them would be stories. She loves listening to stories, true or otherwise, and will sit attentively to soak in every detail. She can be taken advantage of this way; if the cat carefully wove in their advice through this, it would subconsciously implant itself into her head. She may, by chance, remember it if she gets into a sticky situation.
Ghostkit has a problem with telling the truth, as well. She doesn't do any large lies, but she'll give tiny white fibs in order to get herself out of trouble. However, if it came to either her or one of her closer friends getting in trouble, she will stick up for her friend in a hot-headed manner, forgetting all the little fabricated lies she may have produced.
Every so often, she gets overzealous and will try to tackles challenges that are far out of her league. This, on top of her overly adventurous lifestyle, could get her into a lot of trouble. But this doesn't mean she isn't smart; by no means. She is a fairly intelligent cat, but she doesn't flaunt it around. She'll keep her wits to herself, for the most part, more than happy to keep her wanderlust and whatnot to herself.
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Ghostkit was born to a litter of three rather healthy kits from a Queen named Dusttail. When Ghostkit was young, her mother would always tell her stories of a Clan of cats in the forest when Dusttail was far younger. These stories always fascinated the kit. Dusttail had always explained to the young she-cat that this is why her name ended with 'kit' -- in respect to the old clans of the forest that she and her mate had left behind.
Ghostkit and her siblings lived in a forest with Dusttail and her mate Silversleet. One day, an overly curious fox had intruded into the cat's home. Silversleet and Dusttail fought to protect their kits, but the fox, undaunted, killed two of them, and gave Ghostkit a nasty scar that she would forever live with.
Silversleet, in a desperate move to save his mate and his last living kit, sent the two of them out to seek the help of some cat. Unknowingly to both Dusttail and her kit, Silversleet had sacrificed himself in order for the Queen and her kit to escape to safety.
Dusttail returned to their hollow a week later, finding no sign of her mate or her deceased kits, or even the fox, and decided that living on her own would do no good for her or Ghostkit. With a heavy heart, she took her two-moon old kit and began to travel with her. Not wanting to live the life of a kitty-pet, she skirted the twolegplaces.
Three moons passed since the start of their journey to a new home, but Dusttail had weakened far too much from trying to keep both her and her kit fed. With a last, loving nuzzle, she told Ghostkit to find the cats that were in this area. She could smell their scents all over the place -- and even though she was an intruder, she knew they would not leave a helpless kit to die.
Ghostkit clung to her mother's body until she was found by a patrol, and thus, starts the rest of her life.
Ghostkit and her siblings lived in a forest with Dusttail and her mate Silversleet. One day, an overly curious fox had intruded into the cat's home. Silversleet and Dusttail fought to protect their kits, but the fox, undaunted, killed two of them, and gave Ghostkit a nasty scar that she would forever live with.
Silversleet, in a desperate move to save his mate and his last living kit, sent the two of them out to seek the help of some cat. Unknowingly to both Dusttail and her kit, Silversleet had sacrificed himself in order for the Queen and her kit to escape to safety.
Dusttail returned to their hollow a week later, finding no sign of her mate or her deceased kits, or even the fox, and decided that living on her own would do no good for her or Ghostkit. With a heavy heart, she took her two-moon old kit and began to travel with her. Not wanting to live the life of a kitty-pet, she skirted the twolegplaces.
Three moons passed since the start of their journey to a new home, but Dusttail had weakened far too much from trying to keep both her and her kit fed. With a last, loving nuzzle, she told Ghostkit to find the cats that were in this area. She could smell their scents all over the place -- and even though she was an intruder, she knew they would not leave a helpless kit to die.
Ghostkit clung to her mother's body until she was found by a patrol, and thus, starts the rest of her life.
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The two figures padded through the undergrowth, their dusky pelts dull and their figures lean. The larger one, Dusttail, sighed heavily and dropped to the floor in exhaustion. She groaned, and looked at her kit, who had stopped as soon as her mother touched the ground. The Queen's golden eyes searched the forest around her, and she reached her paw out to touch the kit lightly. "Ghostkit," her mew was hardly a whisper at this point.
The kit reached out with her head, touching her nose to the pawtip that the Queen had reached out with. With an agonized wheeze, Dusttail let her paw fall, and she curled up. "I need to rest," she informed Ghostkit, and her gaze flickered out. "Ghostkit..." Her mew was gentle. "If...something happens to me, don't be afraid to search out the other cats here... And remember, Ghostkit. I love you. I love you, and Silversleet...and Smokekit, and Dawnkit..." She sighed deeply, curling her tail over her nose. "We will meet again, my little warrior..." This last was murmured, and Ghostkit did not catch it.
Soft, pale green eyes watched in worry as the kit waited for her mother to get back up. She looked up to Silverpelt, and how it was slowly fading. It would soon be sunrise, and she would have to wait for her mother to get up to hunt for them. However, a feeling of dread clawed at the pit of Ghostkit's belly. She had a feeling that Dusttail wouldn't get back up...
The kit reached out with her head, touching her nose to the pawtip that the Queen had reached out with. With an agonized wheeze, Dusttail let her paw fall, and she curled up. "I need to rest," she informed Ghostkit, and her gaze flickered out. "Ghostkit..." Her mew was gentle. "If...something happens to me, don't be afraid to search out the other cats here... And remember, Ghostkit. I love you. I love you, and Silversleet...and Smokekit, and Dawnkit..." She sighed deeply, curling her tail over her nose. "We will meet again, my little warrior..." This last was murmured, and Ghostkit did not catch it.
Soft, pale green eyes watched in worry as the kit waited for her mother to get back up. She looked up to Silverpelt, and how it was slowly fading. It would soon be sunrise, and she would have to wait for her mother to get up to hunt for them. However, a feeling of dread clawed at the pit of Ghostkit's belly. She had a feeling that Dusttail wouldn't get back up...
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nymph
Whew! This took me a long time to get together! But I like the way it came out... for the most part. -sigh- I'll admit, it's not my best work. It's three in the morning... but oh, I just wanted to get this out! I'm kind of excited. I haven't roleplayed warrior-cats before (but I've read the books ;D)...
:3 If there's anything wrong with the way I would -like- to play this out, just tell me. But I would prefer to play Ghostkit from a kit through her life in her (new? <.<) home... But if this isn't acceptable, I'll change it.
But, as far as I can tell, no where in the rules said I couldn't start as my own kit-character... (The whole thing where the admins get to name the kits is kind of strange; wouldn't the players of the mother and father get to at least influence what the name is? I'm not going to criticize the admins for it -- just seems kind of odd to me, that's all. *very inquisitive person*)
Oh, if I am allowed to do this, if you don't mind, I'd like her Warrior name to eventually be Ghoststep.
