Post by Willowstar on Jan 11, 2007 23:19:51 GMT -5
Name: Whitewing
Clan: LedgeClan
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Tom
Age: Roughly 35 moons
Description: Whitewing has fur the color of the full moon and his paws are the color of night. He is strong and powerful, but lacks the speed of a normal warrior his size. The stars of the sky reflect in his sharp, green eyes and his nose matches his paws. A long streak of black runs up his nose and fades away as it reaches his forehead.
Personality: The tom is a strong, individual cat that will take care of himself, but will also permit help from another cat if the timing is right. His voice is rarely heard and some of the cats in his clan have begun to wonder if he can speak at all. However, when he talks, his voice is fluid.
History: He grew up in LedgeClan, but when his brother disappeared, he too left to find him. Later on, Whitewing returned with a lifeless body dangling from his jaws. He had been attacked by a former clan cat that now is said to trek the forests still with a lust for fresh meat. Now Whitewing lives in terror as the sun isolates the clan in darkness. However, he is comforted by the moon’s rays during the night.
IC: --------
Codeword: Shadowed Light
Clan: LedgeClan
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Tom
Age: Roughly 35 moons
Description: Whitewing has fur the color of the full moon and his paws are the color of night. He is strong and powerful, but lacks the speed of a normal warrior his size. The stars of the sky reflect in his sharp, green eyes and his nose matches his paws. A long streak of black runs up his nose and fades away as it reaches his forehead.
Personality: The tom is a strong, individual cat that will take care of himself, but will also permit help from another cat if the timing is right. His voice is rarely heard and some of the cats in his clan have begun to wonder if he can speak at all. However, when he talks, his voice is fluid.
History: He grew up in LedgeClan, but when his brother disappeared, he too left to find him. Later on, Whitewing returned with a lifeless body dangling from his jaws. He had been attacked by a former clan cat that now is said to trek the forests still with a lust for fresh meat. Now Whitewing lives in terror as the sun isolates the clan in darkness. However, he is comforted by the moon’s rays during the night.
IC: --------
Codeword: Shadowed Light
