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Post by runningheart on Dec 18, 2011 18:12:56 GMT -5
 Braveheart
36 moons | She-Cat | ThunderClan | Leader
" Victory goes to the player who makes the next-to-last mistake."
Grayish white she-cat with white paws and blue eyes
''APPEARANCE;; Braveheart is a fluffy she-cat. She has eyes that invite you to talk to her. Her light pelt escalates into her dark gray colored ears and the mask that she wears around her eyes. She has white socks that go to her ankles. She is a largely built she-cat. She has wide shoulders and the rest of her body follows in suit. She has a long fluffy tail that usually had burrs in it from running around in the forest.
''PERSONALITY;; Braveheart is a brave and strong she-cat. She stands up for what she believes in and if you try to sway her decision, then you must try very hard. She is hard headed but thinks before she acts. She thinks for her clan and what is best for them. She loves to hunt and lay in the sun. Braveheart is a lazy she-cat unless persuade other wise. She has a strong mothering instinct and loves to be around the kits and queens.
''HISTORY;;
''KIT LIFE;; Bravekit was small and helpless as a kit. She was the runt of her mother’s second litter, but in time she grew and she was strong and daring. When she was still very young she came down with greencough and almost died of it. The medicine cat; Runningheart cared for her and nursed her back to health. She loved to play fight with her littermates, although she had very few. She has the youngest of 4 kits born to Gingerstep and Frostnip.
''APPRENTICE;; Bravepaw’s mentor was the greatly respected warrior and recent queen Nightpelt. She stayed by her mentor’s side all the time. She was loyal and listened to Nightpelt as she went on many hunting and border patrols with her.
''WARRIOR;; Braveheart was granted her warrior name when she was about 15 moons old, plenty old enough for her warrior duties, she knew the warrior code by heart and loves to serve her Clan. She is a loyal and fierce warrior.
"DEPUTY;; Braveheart was asked by the leader of ThunderClan to move up and replace the deputy, that had died defending his clan's rights. She was loyal and fierce and plently old enough to move up to deputy. She took her position in the clan very seriously and she did what she was told to do, when she was told. She looked over the clan and kept watch on envading rouges, loners, or other clan cats.
"LEADER;; Bravestar was moved to leader position as the leader had retired into the elders' den because of his old age. Bravestar traveled to the Mothermouth and got her nine lives. She had looked forward to getting her lives and becoming a leader.
"Life #1;;
Relation and Name: Tigerpelt of ThunderClan: Bravestar's Mentor
Gave Her: Bravery
"Life #2;;
Relation and Name: Gingerstep of ThuderClan: Bravestar's Mother
Gave Her: Patience
"Life #3;;
Relation and Name: Nightpaw of ThunderClan: Bravestar's Sister of another litter
Gave Her: Forgiveness
"Life #4;;
Relation and Name: Runningheart of ThunderClan: Medicine Cat that passed of old age and took care of Bravestar as a kit when she had greencough
Gave Her: Wisedom
"Life #5;;
Relation and Name: Cloudtail of ThunderClan: Deputy before her
Gave Her: Honesty
"Life #6;;
Relation and Name: Graystar of ThunderClan: Leader before her
Gave Her: Courage
'Life #7;;
Relation and Name: Blackfur of ShadowClan: Close friend of Bravestar's when he was in ThunderClan
Gave Her: Acceptance
'Life #8;;
Relation and Name: Leopardstripe of ThunderClan: Uncle from her father's side
Gave Her: Guidence
'Life #9;;
Relation and Name: Lilyflower of ThunderClan: Aunt from her mother's side.
Gave Her: Determation
''RP EX;; Braveheart ran through the bracken, it was catching on her pelt as she darted around tree stumps and branches. The small mouse that was not even a tail length away from her. She stopped dead in her tracks as the mouse did the same. She crouched down quickly into her hunting position. Her leg muscles bunched up and she pounced, landing right on top of the mouse. She came out of the leaves with the limp body of the grayness in her mouth. She trotted with her tail held high back to camp. She laid the mouse in the fresh-kill pile and went on with her duties.
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Post by nova|nebula on Dec 22, 2011 4:13:52 GMT -5
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Nice job. I like her. :] I will be glad to have a good leader for at least ONE clan. :]
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