Post by Sandpool on May 9, 2010 13:47:07 GMT -5
Name: Sandpool
Gender: Female
Age 30 moons
Allegiance Stromclan
Rank Warrior
Appearance A pale ginger she-cat with pale green eyes. Is very small for her age. Has darker ginger stripes and a blaze down her right side of her face. Sandpool has longer hair than a short haired cat but is not a longed haired cat eathier. She has very sharp claws, Even tough she is small she can fight.
Personality Very hard headed, Sandpool hates being in attention but will sticks to what she belives in. Does gets mad easily but cools down quickly. Sandpool doesn't mind being in water. She loves to look in cats eyes for answers and not talking to her she can always tell if something is wrong by their eyes. Is not afraid to fight cats. Can sense things around her she knows when a cats/pery are going to move or strike. Is very smart and knows what is going on around her at all times. She does not even have to look that way to know what is going on.
History Sandpool was the olny living cat of her sliblings. Two were still born and one died of the greencough 5 days old. Cats thought it was a sign from Starclan but it was not she was just lucky. Her mother deid from the greencough the day after her appertince cermony. Her father died in her frist battle when she was an apperentice. Now she is the only living one from her family.
Family None
Mate None
Picture
Other Form Sample:
Sandpool walked into camp after the battle she could still hear the battle cries and cats attacking each other. It was wrong of them to fighn like that but the cats did steal our prey. She sighed looked at the bite mark on her shoulder she flinched at what happened. Replaying it back into her mind. "Get off of me!" The apperentice howled. Sandpool lets the apperentice go and it runs off toward its territory. "Never come back." Sandpool hissed. Thats when it happened two warriors jumped on her one biting her in the leg the other on her shoulder. Sandpool opened her eyes see the clan med. cat running around treating cats.
Gender: Female
Age 30 moons
Allegiance Stromclan
Rank Warrior
Appearance A pale ginger she-cat with pale green eyes. Is very small for her age. Has darker ginger stripes and a blaze down her right side of her face. Sandpool has longer hair than a short haired cat but is not a longed haired cat eathier. She has very sharp claws, Even tough she is small she can fight.
Personality Very hard headed, Sandpool hates being in attention but will sticks to what she belives in. Does gets mad easily but cools down quickly. Sandpool doesn't mind being in water. She loves to look in cats eyes for answers and not talking to her she can always tell if something is wrong by their eyes. Is not afraid to fight cats. Can sense things around her she knows when a cats/pery are going to move or strike. Is very smart and knows what is going on around her at all times. She does not even have to look that way to know what is going on.
History Sandpool was the olny living cat of her sliblings. Two were still born and one died of the greencough 5 days old. Cats thought it was a sign from Starclan but it was not she was just lucky. Her mother deid from the greencough the day after her appertince cermony. Her father died in her frist battle when she was an apperentice. Now she is the only living one from her family.
Family None
Mate None
Picture
Other Form Sample:
Sandpool walked into camp after the battle she could still hear the battle cries and cats attacking each other. It was wrong of them to fighn like that but the cats did steal our prey. She sighed looked at the bite mark on her shoulder she flinched at what happened. Replaying it back into her mind. "Get off of me!" The apperentice howled. Sandpool lets the apperentice go and it runs off toward its territory. "Never come back." Sandpool hissed. Thats when it happened two warriors jumped on her one biting her in the leg the other on her shoulder. Sandpool opened her eyes see the clan med. cat running around treating cats.
