Post by Shadowstar on Feb 24, 2008 14:20:47 GMT -5
Name: Darkmist
Gender: She-cat
Short Description: pretty calico with green eyes
Picture:
i193.photobucket.com/albums/z277/Ciniminshadow/Darkmist.jpg
Age: 15 moons
Rank: Warrior
Alliance: Shadowclan
Description:
.x.//shades of night and day\\.x.
night AND day? At the same time? no such thing. But this is not the case for Darkmist. Her coat resemble those rays of the sun, and shadows of the moon. Her face is a dark shade of gray, with dapples of ginger on her nose and left cheek, white her body is that same gray, with huge ginger patches spotting her whole body, also going down her legs. she has white, streatching from her nose to the middle of her chest and on her underbelly.
.x.//green goldens\\.x.
green goldens. That's what Darkmist's eyes are. They are sparkling green pools of mistery. Also both resembling night and day. They are a light shade of green, though a dark shade of green at the same time. In the darkness, her eyes sparkle by the light of the moon, and sparkle by the light of the sun during the day.
.x.//size doesn't matter\\.x.
darkmist doesn't care about her size. she is rather small for her age, and most warriors woudl atek her size as a disadvantage. She's like a mouse is the paws of a vast, distance sky filled with stars. Does it really matter anyway? At least she can now like, dodge cats way easier and she is more flexible than most cats.
Personality:
.x.//shakespere\\.x.
poetic indeed. Darkmist always chooses her words, phrases and everything else wisely. She is an exceptionally witty cat and can think up insults in seconds. and for only $99.99! jk. She always has the right think to say - for her anyway. She always has great comebacks and if you challenge her in a comenback war, I don't think your gonna win. >D Challenge!
.x.//money can buy anything\\.x.
oh yes, buy whatever you want. Darkwater's got all the money in the world, not. She can get out of any situation in the world. Go ahead, try her out. She can escape with ease and is very deceiving. She is very sly, and good at tricking cats. wanna buy this broken ipod fur 10 bucks?
.x.//curiosity killed the cat\\.x.
Darkmist tends to be very curious. You metion something secret, or you start whispering to the owner of the set of paws next to you, she has to know, and she will do anything to find out what it is. Anything that her leader knows of, she will push and push and push until she finds out what it is. Since she is so sly, it is easy to accidentally tell her your secret, and then let me tell you, the whole camp will know within minuits! Be very careful around this miscevious cat!
.x.//appearence of a devel\\.x.
a mean kitty. Darkmist isn't exactly the nicest thing in the world. Where you find darkness, misery, smart remarks, and all around mean things, you will almost always find Darkmist, that is, in Shadowclan anyway. She almost never has a nice thing to say. I guess the phrase "If you don't have anything nice to say then don't say anything at all," doesn't apply to her. lol
History:
.x.//the dawn rises\\.x.
The sun rose in the sky, up over the horizon. Green eyes opened warily. Immediately, the eyes grew wild and full of excitement.
I had to admit, when I opened my eyes to my first blanket of snow, I was excited. I remember it like it was yesteryday. I jumped up excitedly and began pawing at the tiny flakes of ice as they fell to the ground. And I thought to myself, "When I grow up, I'm gonna have kits too, and I'm gonna name them all after snow. Then they'll be as excited as I am when they see their first snow". I was very optimistic then, and I was very gulible. That's why it hurt so much when I found out everything I've been raised by was just a big lie.
.x.//tragic strikes\\.x.
The sun was disappearing and the moon taking its place, and all the cats of Shadowclan were taking up their places in the dens, about to go to sleep. A distressed wail broke the serene silence.
It was my mother, I knew it was her. I could distinguish her voice from a mile away. I got up from my nest in the apprentices den immediately, my mind racing, thinking of what could have happened to her. I raced outside the den and into the nursery. My mother was bearing her second litter of kits. One had been born, but she was having trouble with the second one. "Someone get me some herbs from my den!" our medicine cat wailed. I got pushed out side the den by one of the queens, and kept away for a long time. I was finally let back in. "Mother!" I mewled into the den. I raced up to her and burried my nose in her fur, I was so glad she was okay. At least, I thought she was okay. I picked my head up and looked at the cats behind me. They were all looking at me with worried expressions on their faces. "What?" I questioned, obviously confused. And that's when I realized it. My mother was not breathing, and she felt aufully cold, as if all the life had been sucked out of her body. "Mother? Mother!" I wailed. I just wish she could have at least been there with me for my warrior ceramony the next day.
Codeword: Bluestar
Gender: She-cat
Short Description: pretty calico with green eyes
Picture:
i193.photobucket.com/albums/z277/Ciniminshadow/Darkmist.jpg
Age: 15 moons
Rank: Warrior
Alliance: Shadowclan
Description:
.x.//shades of night and day\\.x.
night AND day? At the same time? no such thing. But this is not the case for Darkmist. Her coat resemble those rays of the sun, and shadows of the moon. Her face is a dark shade of gray, with dapples of ginger on her nose and left cheek, white her body is that same gray, with huge ginger patches spotting her whole body, also going down her legs. she has white, streatching from her nose to the middle of her chest and on her underbelly.
.x.//green goldens\\.x.
green goldens. That's what Darkmist's eyes are. They are sparkling green pools of mistery. Also both resembling night and day. They are a light shade of green, though a dark shade of green at the same time. In the darkness, her eyes sparkle by the light of the moon, and sparkle by the light of the sun during the day.
.x.//size doesn't matter\\.x.
darkmist doesn't care about her size. she is rather small for her age, and most warriors woudl atek her size as a disadvantage. She's like a mouse is the paws of a vast, distance sky filled with stars. Does it really matter anyway? At least she can now like, dodge cats way easier and she is more flexible than most cats.
Personality:
.x.//shakespere\\.x.
poetic indeed. Darkmist always chooses her words, phrases and everything else wisely. She is an exceptionally witty cat and can think up insults in seconds. and for only $99.99! jk. She always has the right think to say - for her anyway. She always has great comebacks and if you challenge her in a comenback war, I don't think your gonna win. >D Challenge!
.x.//money can buy anything\\.x.
oh yes, buy whatever you want. Darkwater's got all the money in the world, not. She can get out of any situation in the world. Go ahead, try her out. She can escape with ease and is very deceiving. She is very sly, and good at tricking cats. wanna buy this broken ipod fur 10 bucks?
.x.//curiosity killed the cat\\.x.
Darkmist tends to be very curious. You metion something secret, or you start whispering to the owner of the set of paws next to you, she has to know, and she will do anything to find out what it is. Anything that her leader knows of, she will push and push and push until she finds out what it is. Since she is so sly, it is easy to accidentally tell her your secret, and then let me tell you, the whole camp will know within minuits! Be very careful around this miscevious cat!
.x.//appearence of a devel\\.x.
a mean kitty. Darkmist isn't exactly the nicest thing in the world. Where you find darkness, misery, smart remarks, and all around mean things, you will almost always find Darkmist, that is, in Shadowclan anyway. She almost never has a nice thing to say. I guess the phrase "If you don't have anything nice to say then don't say anything at all," doesn't apply to her. lol
History:
.x.//the dawn rises\\.x.
The sun rose in the sky, up over the horizon. Green eyes opened warily. Immediately, the eyes grew wild and full of excitement.
I had to admit, when I opened my eyes to my first blanket of snow, I was excited. I remember it like it was yesteryday. I jumped up excitedly and began pawing at the tiny flakes of ice as they fell to the ground. And I thought to myself, "When I grow up, I'm gonna have kits too, and I'm gonna name them all after snow. Then they'll be as excited as I am when they see their first snow". I was very optimistic then, and I was very gulible. That's why it hurt so much when I found out everything I've been raised by was just a big lie.
.x.//tragic strikes\\.x.
The sun was disappearing and the moon taking its place, and all the cats of Shadowclan were taking up their places in the dens, about to go to sleep. A distressed wail broke the serene silence.
It was my mother, I knew it was her. I could distinguish her voice from a mile away. I got up from my nest in the apprentices den immediately, my mind racing, thinking of what could have happened to her. I raced outside the den and into the nursery. My mother was bearing her second litter of kits. One had been born, but she was having trouble with the second one. "Someone get me some herbs from my den!" our medicine cat wailed. I got pushed out side the den by one of the queens, and kept away for a long time. I was finally let back in. "Mother!" I mewled into the den. I raced up to her and burried my nose in her fur, I was so glad she was okay. At least, I thought she was okay. I picked my head up and looked at the cats behind me. They were all looking at me with worried expressions on their faces. "What?" I questioned, obviously confused. And that's when I realized it. My mother was not breathing, and she felt aufully cold, as if all the life had been sucked out of her body. "Mother? Mother!" I wailed. I just wish she could have at least been there with me for my warrior ceramony the next day.
Codeword: Bluestar
