Personnel Traits
Name: Emberblast
Alias: Ember, Blast, Ebby
Age: 20 moons
Gender: Females
Personality: Extremely protective of her sisters, being the oldest, she is very smart and resourceful, always making sure her sisters are safe. If there is low food, she will give her share to her sisters. She can get irritated and annoyed easily.
History: started off rouge with her sisters, rescued by Jayfang and brought into ShadowClan. more explained in the private RP between me, Brightflame, and Fireblaze (not yet made)
Physical Traits
Breed of Cat: British shorthair
Height: 7.8 inches
Weight: 6.92 pounds
Color of Eyes: Lime green
Appearance: (working on it. I still don't know what she will look like but when I do, I'll either put a link here or a drawing)
Physical/Performance-wise Strengths: Emberblast has sort of a skinny build, so she has quite a lot of speed and stealth.
Physical/Performance-wise Weakness: because of her skinny build, Emberblast isn't very strong.
Mental Traits
Interests: She loves scenic views and snow.
Dislikes: She hates cats with bad intensions and being interrupted.
Fears: Her main fear is that her sisters will die on her watch, but her biggest fear is meeting her father.
Mental Strengths: Emberblast has a high IQ and is usually the one who makes the final decision among the three (four?) sisters.
Mental Weaknesses: She will sometimes just stick to certain thoughts, stuborn as she is, instead of letting other ideas in.
Social Status
Tribe/Clan: ShadowClan
Rank: Warrior
Family: Sisters - Brightflame, Fireblaze, Flarestorm. Mother - Clove (rouge; deceased)
Mate: N/A
Kits: N/A
Extra: N/A
RP Sample:
I sigh and right myself. The mouse I had aimed for is scurrying away. I know there's no point in chasing it. As I head back to our temporary cammp, I hear a rustle. I taste the air, hoping for some prey. But instead, cat scent falls on my tounge. It's unfamiliar and a flash of fear slices through me. "Wh-who's there?" I ask nervously. The bushes rattle behind me. I gasp and spin around. I unsheathe my claws, but know I'm in no shape to fight. "I-I have backup! They'll tear you ap-part." I say. The cat scent grows stronger. I hear bushes rustle behind me and a sweet scent wafts around me. I spin and gasp. Before me I see a young cat, older than me. About 9 moons, maybe. But still, that's five more than me. She takes a step towards me, and I flatten my ears and take a step back. She breaks into a warm smile.
"I won't hurt you." She meows. "My name's Arrow. What's yours?"
"E-E-Em..." My mouth won't work.
"It's okay." Arrow says. "You can tell me."
"M-m-my name is-is... Em-Emb... E-Emb-Ember." I manage to say.
Name: Emberblast
Alias: Ember, Blast, Ebby
Age: 20 moons
Gender: Females
Personality: Extremely protective of her sisters, being the oldest, she is very smart and resourceful, always making sure her sisters are safe. If there is low food, she will give her share to her sisters. She can get irritated and annoyed easily.
History: started off rouge with her sisters, rescued by Jayfang and brought into ShadowClan. more explained in the private RP between me, Brightflame, and Fireblaze (not yet made)
Physical Traits
Breed of Cat: British shorthair
Height: 7.8 inches
Weight: 6.92 pounds
Color of Eyes: Lime green
Appearance: (working on it. I still don't know what she will look like but when I do, I'll either put a link here or a drawing)
Physical/Performance-wise Strengths: Emberblast has sort of a skinny build, so she has quite a lot of speed and stealth.
Physical/Performance-wise Weakness: because of her skinny build, Emberblast isn't very strong.
Mental Traits
Interests: She loves scenic views and snow.
Dislikes: She hates cats with bad intensions and being interrupted.
Fears: Her main fear is that her sisters will die on her watch, but her biggest fear is meeting her father.
Mental Strengths: Emberblast has a high IQ and is usually the one who makes the final decision among the three (four?) sisters.
Mental Weaknesses: She will sometimes just stick to certain thoughts, stuborn as she is, instead of letting other ideas in.
Social Status
Tribe/Clan: ShadowClan
Rank: Warrior
Family: Sisters - Brightflame, Fireblaze, Flarestorm. Mother - Clove (rouge; deceased)
Mate: N/A
Kits: N/A
Extra: N/A
RP Sample:
I sigh and right myself. The mouse I had aimed for is scurrying away. I know there's no point in chasing it. As I head back to our temporary cammp, I hear a rustle. I taste the air, hoping for some prey. But instead, cat scent falls on my tounge. It's unfamiliar and a flash of fear slices through me. "Wh-who's there?" I ask nervously. The bushes rattle behind me. I gasp and spin around. I unsheathe my claws, but know I'm in no shape to fight. "I-I have backup! They'll tear you ap-part." I say. The cat scent grows stronger. I hear bushes rustle behind me and a sweet scent wafts around me. I spin and gasp. Before me I see a young cat, older than me. About 9 moons, maybe. But still, that's five more than me. She takes a step towards me, and I flatten my ears and take a step back. She breaks into a warm smile.
"I won't hurt you." She meows. "My name's Arrow. What's yours?"
"E-E-Em..." My mouth won't work.
"It's okay." Arrow says. "You can tell me."
"M-m-my name is-is... Em-Emb... E-Emb-Ember." I manage to say.