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Post by [spotty] on Feb 3, 2007 9:27:22 GMT -5
Name: Brightflame
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Clan:WindClan
Description: Brightflame is a very bright orange she-cat. She has short silky fur. Her tail has longer fur than the rest of her body. Brightflame's two front paws are white. She has bright green eyes, that look aqua at night. Her whiskers are silver, and she has a long tail. She has sharp claws, and sharp white teeth. She has a black nose. Her stomach is a paler orange with a scar in the middle from a long-ago battle. One of her ears is shredded, from a scabble with one of her Clan-mates a long time ago.
Personality: Brightflame is very optimistic. She loves to have adventures, and to have fun. Sometimes, Brightflame still acts like a kit! Sometimes her Clan-mates are annoyed by this, but Brightflame always proves herself worthy in the end. She is a tremendous hunter, and loves battles! She loves danger, but does NOT go looking for it. She feels sorry for sick and ingured cats, so sometimes, Brightflame brings back extra herbs for the medicine cat.
History: Brightflame was born a kittypet. She does not remember her kittypet name, because it was so long ago. Brightflame did not like her kittypet life, so she ran away. She ran into the forest. She explored many things, and even caught a vole. She walked up to the lake's edge, and splashed in the water with her paw. Suddenly, she smelled a strange cat scent. She turned around and squealed in surprise to see 3 tough-looking cats standing around her. The cats brought the lost kit back to their camp. Later, Brightflame learned that this was WindClan. Their leader welcomed her right away, but the other cats were wary about it.
when Brightflame was still an apprentice, she ran away; too tired of all her Clans accusations and insults. She ran into ThunderClan where a patrol caught her. They were just about to attack, when a few WindClan Warriors raced out of the bushes to save her. After a hard fight with ThunderClan, they brought the tired Brightflame home. The Clan treated her better after that; they did not want to lose her again. Comforted by her Clan's worries about her, Brightflame finished her apprenticeship in peace. The Clan praised her fondly when she became a warrior, and she is known well, by all the Clans.
IC: Brightpaw (o.c.c this is when she was still an apprentice) woke up. She had been having a nice dream about hunting a mouse, but now, it was only a faint memory. She poked her ginger head out of the apprentice's den. 2 of her Clan-mates were sitting by the fresh-kill pile, chatting. Brightpaw padded out, stretching. The 2 cats had not noticed her. "She's an insult to WindClan!" one of them spat, "It's just not right for a kittypet to be part of a Clan," the other one agreed. Brightpaw snarled, and felt her fur bristling. She turned abruptly away from the 2 cats, then pelted off out the camp-entrance.kittypet! she thought angrily. If that's what they think of me, then I'm out of here! She ran angrily accross the moorland, hissing as she went. She realized that she was in the strip of forest, close to the ThunderClan border. But she didn't care. Anywhere was better than WindClan. Brightpaw didn't hesitate as she raced accross the border. A strong scent of ThunderClan overwhelmed her, but she didn't stop until she crashed into something.
She fell over. She looked up at the obstacle, and realized with a sickening jolt, that it was a ThunderClan warrior. He was a black tom, with strong muscles, and sharp, white claws. Brightpaw took a step back. She felt warm breathing on her tail, and spun around to see a second ThunderClan cat glaring down at her. Her heart lurched as she realized that she was surrounded; 2 other warriors had come to stand beside the first 2 warriors.
"What are you doing here, kittypet?" snarled the first cat.
"Tresspassing!" the second warrior growled.
"And you know what we do to tresspassers?" hissed the first cat.
Brightpaw swallowed the bile that was rising in her throat. I should never have left! she thought desperately, this is the end!
Then she heard furious growling and hissing and turned to see a patrol of WindClan cats bursting through the bushes.
"Don't you dare even lay a paw on her!" spat a WindClan cat.
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Clan:WindClan
Description: Brightflame is a very bright orange she-cat. She has short silky fur. Her tail has longer fur than the rest of her body. Brightflame's two front paws are white. She has bright green eyes, that look aqua at night. Her whiskers are silver, and she has a long tail. She has sharp claws, and sharp white teeth. She has a black nose. Her stomach is a paler orange with a scar in the middle from a long-ago battle. One of her ears is shredded, from a scabble with one of her Clan-mates a long time ago.
Personality: Brightflame is very optimistic. She loves to have adventures, and to have fun. Sometimes, Brightflame still acts like a kit! Sometimes her Clan-mates are annoyed by this, but Brightflame always proves herself worthy in the end. She is a tremendous hunter, and loves battles! She loves danger, but does NOT go looking for it. She feels sorry for sick and ingured cats, so sometimes, Brightflame brings back extra herbs for the medicine cat.
History: Brightflame was born a kittypet. She does not remember her kittypet name, because it was so long ago. Brightflame did not like her kittypet life, so she ran away. She ran into the forest. She explored many things, and even caught a vole. She walked up to the lake's edge, and splashed in the water with her paw. Suddenly, she smelled a strange cat scent. She turned around and squealed in surprise to see 3 tough-looking cats standing around her. The cats brought the lost kit back to their camp. Later, Brightflame learned that this was WindClan. Their leader welcomed her right away, but the other cats were wary about it.
when Brightflame was still an apprentice, she ran away; too tired of all her Clans accusations and insults. She ran into ThunderClan where a patrol caught her. They were just about to attack, when a few WindClan Warriors raced out of the bushes to save her. After a hard fight with ThunderClan, they brought the tired Brightflame home. The Clan treated her better after that; they did not want to lose her again. Comforted by her Clan's worries about her, Brightflame finished her apprenticeship in peace. The Clan praised her fondly when she became a warrior, and she is known well, by all the Clans.
IC: Brightpaw (o.c.c this is when she was still an apprentice) woke up. She had been having a nice dream about hunting a mouse, but now, it was only a faint memory. She poked her ginger head out of the apprentice's den. 2 of her Clan-mates were sitting by the fresh-kill pile, chatting. Brightpaw padded out, stretching. The 2 cats had not noticed her. "She's an insult to WindClan!" one of them spat, "It's just not right for a kittypet to be part of a Clan," the other one agreed. Brightpaw snarled, and felt her fur bristling. She turned abruptly away from the 2 cats, then pelted off out the camp-entrance.kittypet! she thought angrily. If that's what they think of me, then I'm out of here! She ran angrily accross the moorland, hissing as she went. She realized that she was in the strip of forest, close to the ThunderClan border. But she didn't care. Anywhere was better than WindClan. Brightpaw didn't hesitate as she raced accross the border. A strong scent of ThunderClan overwhelmed her, but she didn't stop until she crashed into something.
She fell over. She looked up at the obstacle, and realized with a sickening jolt, that it was a ThunderClan warrior. He was a black tom, with strong muscles, and sharp, white claws. Brightpaw took a step back. She felt warm breathing on her tail, and spun around to see a second ThunderClan cat glaring down at her. Her heart lurched as she realized that she was surrounded; 2 other warriors had come to stand beside the first 2 warriors.
"What are you doing here, kittypet?" snarled the first cat.
"Tresspassing!" the second warrior growled.
"And you know what we do to tresspassers?" hissed the first cat.
Brightpaw swallowed the bile that was rising in her throat. I should never have left! she thought desperately, this is the end!
Then she heard furious growling and hissing and turned to see a patrol of WindClan cats bursting through the bushes.
"Don't you dare even lay a paw on her!" spat a WindClan cat.
