Post by flameh on Jan 12, 2013 22:39:33 GMT -5
Name: Sparkheart
Age: 20 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: BoneClan
Rank: Claw-cat
Appearance:
Sparkheart is a slim built ginger tabby. She is light on her medium paws and moves with grace. Her long tail helps with her great balance. Her amber eyes are bright when around clanmates but appear as if they are pure fire in battle. Her ginger fur is also marked with an unusual red pattern.
Tucked away in her medium paws are long razor sharp claws. They are a stunning white that seem to glow in the sunlight. She may be have a slim build but underneath her seemingly weak body is a ambitious soul and strong muscles.
One-sentence appearance: Sparkheart is a slim she-cat with ginger fur and darker ginger markings with amber eyes.
Personality: Sparkheart has a naturally kind heart. She can be very stern when it comes to punishments for breaking the clan rules. When it comes to protecting any clan member she would give up her life for her clan. She has grown into a fierce cat because of her past.
When Sparkheart's eyes fill with fire it is merely a moments notice that your death has come. Her quick personality change is helpful in battle, at one moment she could appear innocent and an easy target but in a split second she will turn and go for your throat. She is definitely not a she-cat you want to get on the bad side of. She has killed many warriors and even the leader of her old clan after she learned that Icypaw's death was caused by him. She now carries a deadly attitude and a horrible past.
History: Sparkkit was born to Goldenclaw and a mysterious tom. She grew up with her sister Icykit and they never knew their father. They were made apprentices together. Sparkpaw trained really hard along with her sister. Her dream was to once become leader. Her and her sister used to go out at night and train, whether it was fighting or hunting. Her and her sister fought side by side in a great battle. Sadly, her sister died when a warrior crushed her throat. She was made a warrior without her sister and wept the night of her vigil. She had always blamed herself for not being able to save her sister.
Many moons later she discovered her old leader had been apart of her sisters death. For a couple moons she planned her leaders untimely demise. She practiced daily for the soul purpose of taking her leaders final life. She taught herself treacherous moves and sneaky tactics.
About 6 moons after her sisters death she was ready for revenge. She lured the leader out of camp to show her leader a 'problem' in the forest. Then by the cover of night she attacked him viciously. She made him suffer through every moment of the attack. She was smart and injured his already injured leg. That night she took the life of Fogstar and a few warriors who tried to stop her. It all ended with her leader and some fellow warriors on their silent and early journey to Starclan.
In the morning, Mistpelt, the deputy, found out about Sparkheart murdering fellow clan members. Mistpelt exiled her right then and there. Sparkheart marked Mistpelt with an ugly scar before leaving.
She has since left and joined BoneClan. She believes its the right place to let her murderous past be celebrated and let her treacherous skills grow. Even though she is a warrior and her sister's murder was many moons ago she blames herself everyday for not being able to save her sister.
RP example: Sparkpaw looked frantically around for her sister. She saw a silver pelt in the distance but it was just Silverwind's pelt. "Where is she?" she asked herself quietly. She noticed a sprawled out silver figure not to far from her. "I pray to you Starclan" she mewed "don't let it be Icypaw." She padded towards the figure slowly. Tears welled up in her amber eyes as she saw her sisters motionless body. She dropped to the ground and buried her face into Icypaw's fur. The battle raged around her.
Sparkpaw still lay there mourning her sister, she heard the yowls of battle raging around her but didn't care. ~At least if I'm killed I'll be with my sister~ she thought. Suddenly she was jerked from her thoughts, she felt all of the air rushing out of her body and she slipped closer to StarClan. The last thing she heard before blacking out was Solemwing screeching and attacking the enemy.
Sparkpaw blinked open her amber eyes and saw Gentlesong gazing at her herbs. "What happened?" she asked in a hoarse voice. "You nearly died" Gentlesong answered. "Where's Icypaw?" Sparkpaw asked. "Outside" Gentlesong answered. Sparkpaw got up and raced out of the medicine cat's den.
Sparkpaw saw her sisters lifeless body lying there. She ran and collapsed beside her sister. She buried her face into her sister's cold fur. "I'll miss you forever" she whispered. "Someday I'll become leader" she mewed "for you."
Number of Tellers: Seven
Age: 20 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: BoneClan
Rank: Claw-cat
Appearance:
Sparkheart is a slim built ginger tabby. She is light on her medium paws and moves with grace. Her long tail helps with her great balance. Her amber eyes are bright when around clanmates but appear as if they are pure fire in battle. Her ginger fur is also marked with an unusual red pattern.
Tucked away in her medium paws are long razor sharp claws. They are a stunning white that seem to glow in the sunlight. She may be have a slim build but underneath her seemingly weak body is a ambitious soul and strong muscles.
One-sentence appearance: Sparkheart is a slim she-cat with ginger fur and darker ginger markings with amber eyes.
Personality: Sparkheart has a naturally kind heart. She can be very stern when it comes to punishments for breaking the clan rules. When it comes to protecting any clan member she would give up her life for her clan. She has grown into a fierce cat because of her past.
When Sparkheart's eyes fill with fire it is merely a moments notice that your death has come. Her quick personality change is helpful in battle, at one moment she could appear innocent and an easy target but in a split second she will turn and go for your throat. She is definitely not a she-cat you want to get on the bad side of. She has killed many warriors and even the leader of her old clan after she learned that Icypaw's death was caused by him. She now carries a deadly attitude and a horrible past.
History: Sparkkit was born to Goldenclaw and a mysterious tom. She grew up with her sister Icykit and they never knew their father. They were made apprentices together. Sparkpaw trained really hard along with her sister. Her dream was to once become leader. Her and her sister used to go out at night and train, whether it was fighting or hunting. Her and her sister fought side by side in a great battle. Sadly, her sister died when a warrior crushed her throat. She was made a warrior without her sister and wept the night of her vigil. She had always blamed herself for not being able to save her sister.
Many moons later she discovered her old leader had been apart of her sisters death. For a couple moons she planned her leaders untimely demise. She practiced daily for the soul purpose of taking her leaders final life. She taught herself treacherous moves and sneaky tactics.
About 6 moons after her sisters death she was ready for revenge. She lured the leader out of camp to show her leader a 'problem' in the forest. Then by the cover of night she attacked him viciously. She made him suffer through every moment of the attack. She was smart and injured his already injured leg. That night she took the life of Fogstar and a few warriors who tried to stop her. It all ended with her leader and some fellow warriors on their silent and early journey to Starclan.
In the morning, Mistpelt, the deputy, found out about Sparkheart murdering fellow clan members. Mistpelt exiled her right then and there. Sparkheart marked Mistpelt with an ugly scar before leaving.
She has since left and joined BoneClan. She believes its the right place to let her murderous past be celebrated and let her treacherous skills grow. Even though she is a warrior and her sister's murder was many moons ago she blames herself everyday for not being able to save her sister.
RP example: Sparkpaw looked frantically around for her sister. She saw a silver pelt in the distance but it was just Silverwind's pelt. "Where is she?" she asked herself quietly. She noticed a sprawled out silver figure not to far from her. "I pray to you Starclan" she mewed "don't let it be Icypaw." She padded towards the figure slowly. Tears welled up in her amber eyes as she saw her sisters motionless body. She dropped to the ground and buried her face into Icypaw's fur. The battle raged around her.
Sparkpaw still lay there mourning her sister, she heard the yowls of battle raging around her but didn't care. ~At least if I'm killed I'll be with my sister~ she thought. Suddenly she was jerked from her thoughts, she felt all of the air rushing out of her body and she slipped closer to StarClan. The last thing she heard before blacking out was Solemwing screeching and attacking the enemy.
Sparkpaw blinked open her amber eyes and saw Gentlesong gazing at her herbs. "What happened?" she asked in a hoarse voice. "You nearly died" Gentlesong answered. "Where's Icypaw?" Sparkpaw asked. "Outside" Gentlesong answered. Sparkpaw got up and raced out of the medicine cat's den.
Sparkpaw saw her sisters lifeless body lying there. She ran and collapsed beside her sister. She buried her face into her sister's cold fur. "I'll miss you forever" she whispered. "Someday I'll become leader" she mewed "for you."
Number of Tellers: Seven
