Personal Traits
Name: Ravensky
Alias: Raven
Age: 12 moons
Gender: She-cat
Personality: Is a bit pessimistic or serious at times but tries to be funny, kind and loyal. Is more of a lone wolf than social cat because of her dislike of being rubbed against or even touched. Is very smart and can come up with ideas very quickly and likes to help the young or any cat in need.
History: Was a kittypet but was mistreated. Parents were killed in front of her so she left with her siblings who starved. Finally made it to the forest where she learned the hardships of wild life and accidentally followed ThunderClan scent into the camp. Now lives there happily.
Physical Traits
Breed of Cat: Maine Coon
Height: 16 in
Weight: 12 lb
Color of Eyes: Bright green
Appearance: She has black and blue-tipped fur that is long and sleek. Has a 14 inch tail. Huge paws protect her long claws, one of which is missing. A large scar runs from her eye to tail tip and occasionally opens up.
Physical/Performance-wise Strengths: Is a very strong and quick cat.
Physical/Performance-wise Weakness: Has bad agility and has less stamina than some cats.
Mental Traits
Interests: Enjoys battle training, helping others, cracking a joke or two, and stalking.
Dislikes: Hates twolegs, being defeated in battle, being surprised (stalked), and the fall.
Fears: Being abandoned or mistreated again. Also fears she will let her clan mates down or will mess up something.
Mental Strengths: Is very intelligent and wise beyond her years.
Mental Weaknesses: Is diffidently scarred from being mistreated by two legs which makes her pessimistic and serious at times.
Social Status
Tribe/Clan: ThunderClan
Rank: Warrior
Family: Deceased
Mate: N/A
Kits: N/A
Extra: Doesn't want a mate or kits. Just wants close friends or someone to talk to.
RP Sample: (I will do the part when I was a kit, so backtrack a few years)
I shuddered. I was surrounded in a pool of blood next to my siblings. My mother and father were working as a team to kill the twoleg who killed my brother, Bear. The twoleg took a sharp stick and started to beat my father with it and I mewled loudly as my mother rushed to his side. The twoleg finally stopped and my father was heaving breaths as blood poured from his mouth. He nuzzled my mother, let out a loud purr and glanced at my siblings and I. Then he fell to the ground, dead. My mother glanced at his body and looked at me. "Leave now, Raven. Escape into the forest. You must go now. Always know that your father and I will be by your side." She yowled looking at her kits. My brother, Squirrel, protested but I silenced him. Our mother ran towards us, licked the top of our head warmly, and let out a purr. I looked in her eyes and knew I had to go. She let out a hiss to the twoleg and sprung on its face as we raced out the door left ajar. We ran to the forest, and I took position in the back to make sure my siblings didn't stop. We ran until our heads pounded and we were about the enter the forest. I heard a sickening yowl, that was coming from my mother that ended abruptly. Tears glistened in my eyes as I kept on running. "Over here." I sighed pointing to a hole in a tree's roots. We piled into the hole and let out moans. We didn't talk at all and I soon fell asleep.
I awoke trying to forget what happened. My pelt was slick with blood. I knew I had to try and get food somehow. I decided to wake up my siblings. I nudged them with my nose but they didn't budge. "Wake up!" I yelled, wanting to hunt as soon as I could. They still didn't move. Then it hit me. "They are alive Raven they just need to rest." I said quickly. I closed my eyes, then opened them again. I nipped at Squirrel's paw and Sky's back. They still didn't budge. Their heads tilted at unnatural angles. I let out a loud moan. I finally accepted it. They were dead...
Name: Ravensky
Alias: Raven
Age: 12 moons
Gender: She-cat
Personality: Is a bit pessimistic or serious at times but tries to be funny, kind and loyal. Is more of a lone wolf than social cat because of her dislike of being rubbed against or even touched. Is very smart and can come up with ideas very quickly and likes to help the young or any cat in need.
History: Was a kittypet but was mistreated. Parents were killed in front of her so she left with her siblings who starved. Finally made it to the forest where she learned the hardships of wild life and accidentally followed ThunderClan scent into the camp. Now lives there happily.
Physical Traits
Breed of Cat: Maine Coon
Height: 16 in
Weight: 12 lb
Color of Eyes: Bright green
Appearance: She has black and blue-tipped fur that is long and sleek. Has a 14 inch tail. Huge paws protect her long claws, one of which is missing. A large scar runs from her eye to tail tip and occasionally opens up.
Physical/Performance-wise Strengths: Is a very strong and quick cat.
Physical/Performance-wise Weakness: Has bad agility and has less stamina than some cats.
Mental Traits
Interests: Enjoys battle training, helping others, cracking a joke or two, and stalking.
Dislikes: Hates twolegs, being defeated in battle, being surprised (stalked), and the fall.
Fears: Being abandoned or mistreated again. Also fears she will let her clan mates down or will mess up something.
Mental Strengths: Is very intelligent and wise beyond her years.
Mental Weaknesses: Is diffidently scarred from being mistreated by two legs which makes her pessimistic and serious at times.
Social Status
Tribe/Clan: ThunderClan
Rank: Warrior
Family: Deceased
Mate: N/A
Kits: N/A
Extra: Doesn't want a mate or kits. Just wants close friends or someone to talk to.
RP Sample: (I will do the part when I was a kit, so backtrack a few years)
I shuddered. I was surrounded in a pool of blood next to my siblings. My mother and father were working as a team to kill the twoleg who killed my brother, Bear. The twoleg took a sharp stick and started to beat my father with it and I mewled loudly as my mother rushed to his side. The twoleg finally stopped and my father was heaving breaths as blood poured from his mouth. He nuzzled my mother, let out a loud purr and glanced at my siblings and I. Then he fell to the ground, dead. My mother glanced at his body and looked at me. "Leave now, Raven. Escape into the forest. You must go now. Always know that your father and I will be by your side." She yowled looking at her kits. My brother, Squirrel, protested but I silenced him. Our mother ran towards us, licked the top of our head warmly, and let out a purr. I looked in her eyes and knew I had to go. She let out a hiss to the twoleg and sprung on its face as we raced out the door left ajar. We ran to the forest, and I took position in the back to make sure my siblings didn't stop. We ran until our heads pounded and we were about the enter the forest. I heard a sickening yowl, that was coming from my mother that ended abruptly. Tears glistened in my eyes as I kept on running. "Over here." I sighed pointing to a hole in a tree's roots. We piled into the hole and let out moans. We didn't talk at all and I soon fell asleep.
I awoke trying to forget what happened. My pelt was slick with blood. I knew I had to try and get food somehow. I decided to wake up my siblings. I nudged them with my nose but they didn't budge. "Wake up!" I yelled, wanting to hunt as soon as I could. They still didn't move. Then it hit me. "They are alive Raven they just need to rest." I said quickly. I closed my eyes, then opened them again. I nipped at Squirrel's paw and Sky's back. They still didn't budge. Their heads tilted at unnatural angles. I let out a loud moan. I finally accepted it. They were dead...
