Personnel Traits
Name: Diamondwing
Alias: Diamond
Age: 37 moons
Gender: She-cat
Personality: Shy, gentle, generous, caring, and sometimes lonely. If you can picture the pretty girl you see riding on the Subway with you with a book in her hand and never says anything, you'll practically have Diamondwing. She's not as much confident as she is cautious.
History: Born in ShadowClan with her brothers, she grew up as any clan-born cat would. Had a fairly average kithood and during an apprentice she did some things her mentor found impressive, but she did other things her mentor didn't like, such as not being good at running for long. Now she is a warrior and she is optimistic but also worried about how well or how poorly she'll serve her clan.
Physical Traits
Breed of Cat: Maine Coon
Height: 34 centimeters
Weight 10 pounds
Color of Eyes: Yellow
Appearance:
Physical/Performance-wise Weakness: Thick fur makes her over-heat easier than other cats, which makes her become tired faster than other cats.
Mental Traits
Interests: A mate, kits, peace between clans, and serving her clan to the best of her ability
Dislikes: War between clans, death of clanmates, being bullied, and being underestimated
Fears: War between clans, death, and fate
Mental Strengths: Her caring and gentle nature allows her to be easily comforting to other cats when they need it.
Mental Weaknesses: Sensitivity tends to make her over-react and take everything seriously even when she shouldn't do that.
Social Status
Tribe/Clan: ShadowClan
Rank: Warrior
Family: Two brothers: Nightwhisker (warrior of ShadowClan) and Duskpelt (warrior of ShadowClan) Mother: Ravenfeather (deceased, once was warrior of ShadowClan) Father: Sootflight (deceased, once was warrior of ShadowClan)
Mate: No, looking for one
Kits: None, but thinking of having some in the future
Extra: None
RP Sample: Diamondwing padded into ShadowClan camp with a dead rabbit and mouse in her maw. She padded over to the fresh-kill pile before setting them there and sitting down in front of the warrior's den. She then began to groom her fur, something she never enjoyed doing because she had thick fur. She glanced up away from her pelt as she heard kits tumbling and giggling across the camp in front of the nursery. She smiled as she watched them. Maybe I'll be the mentor of one, she thought to herself.
Name: Diamondwing
Alias: Diamond
Age: 37 moons
Gender: She-cat
Personality: Shy, gentle, generous, caring, and sometimes lonely. If you can picture the pretty girl you see riding on the Subway with you with a book in her hand and never says anything, you'll practically have Diamondwing. She's not as much confident as she is cautious.
History: Born in ShadowClan with her brothers, she grew up as any clan-born cat would. Had a fairly average kithood and during an apprentice she did some things her mentor found impressive, but she did other things her mentor didn't like, such as not being good at running for long. Now she is a warrior and she is optimistic but also worried about how well or how poorly she'll serve her clan.
Physical Traits
Breed of Cat: Maine Coon
Height: 34 centimeters
Weight 10 pounds
Color of Eyes: Yellow
Appearance:
- Her Looks:
Physical/Performance-wise Weakness: Thick fur makes her over-heat easier than other cats, which makes her become tired faster than other cats.
Mental Traits
Interests: A mate, kits, peace between clans, and serving her clan to the best of her ability
Dislikes: War between clans, death of clanmates, being bullied, and being underestimated
Fears: War between clans, death, and fate
Mental Strengths: Her caring and gentle nature allows her to be easily comforting to other cats when they need it.
Mental Weaknesses: Sensitivity tends to make her over-react and take everything seriously even when she shouldn't do that.
Social Status
Tribe/Clan: ShadowClan
Rank: Warrior
Family: Two brothers: Nightwhisker (warrior of ShadowClan) and Duskpelt (warrior of ShadowClan) Mother: Ravenfeather (deceased, once was warrior of ShadowClan) Father: Sootflight (deceased, once was warrior of ShadowClan)
Mate: No, looking for one
Kits: None, but thinking of having some in the future
Extra: None
RP Sample: Diamondwing padded into ShadowClan camp with a dead rabbit and mouse in her maw. She padded over to the fresh-kill pile before setting them there and sitting down in front of the warrior's den. She then began to groom her fur, something she never enjoyed doing because she had thick fur. She glanced up away from her pelt as she heard kits tumbling and giggling across the camp in front of the nursery. She smiled as she watched them. Maybe I'll be the mentor of one, she thought to herself.
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