Post by !mint on Aug 17, 2009 21:26:05 GMT -6
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Your Name: Mint
Roleplaying Experience: 3+ Years
Your Opinion: I think you should make the banner and the table the same width as the page and make the font color easier to read, possibly making a new skin as well.
character:
Name: Mintkit//Mintpaw//Mintfrost//
Gender: She-cat
Age: 42 moons
Clan: RiverClan
Rank: Senior warrior
Description:
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Personality:
Summary Mintfrost is a chocolate-tortoiseshell-and-white she-cat with green eyes.
History:
Family:
Mother: Ripplefur
Father: Frostfang
Sibblings: Creamkit (deceased), Alderkit (deceased)
Mate:
Roleplaying Sample:
Lilykit wasted no time when her father told her she could go outside. He was sure to warn her not to leave camp, for their territory was dangerous to wander in alone, even for a warrior. She shivered as the cold morning air flowed through her thin pelt, but that didn't delay her long. She spotted a small bug, some kind of grey colored one the size of a claw. As she exhaled, her breath made it roll across the dirt. It was fascinating for her, so she followed it curiously, hoping her brother wouldn't squash it.
::Silverkit::
Ah freedom. It felt good. Daily being cooped up near Graystar wasn't much fun at all, and being out of the nursery was an adventure! Excitedly, He looked around at the camp, taking in everything. Silverkit flicked his tail before there was a crunch and he ran into Lilykit. "Owwww! Watch where you're walking!" He mewed, then looked at his paw. "What did I step on?" Silverkit blinked, looking at it. "Is-Was that a bug?" He shuddered, wiping his paw on the ground.
::Lilykit::
Lilykit's eyes turned to accept a sad look, like she had just nearly caught a good piece of prey, but it had barely escaped. The kit sighed, and her tail drooped, but only for a few seconds. "Mmmhmm. I dare you to lick it off!" Lilykit challenged her brother, hoping he would take her dare so she could tell him how disgusting he was. She didn't expect him to do it, but no cat was watching. Lilykit shook her pelt, a bit of dust floating away from her as she did it. Lilykit gazed into Silverkit's eyes, unblinking.
"You want me to do wh-what!?" He hissed, surprised. He looked at his dirty paw. What did beetles taste like? He never had eaten one. Cautiously, the gray kit lifted his paw to his muzzle and licked a little off. Silverkit immediately retched. "It tasted like mousedung!" He mewed angrily, glaring at his sister. "Next time, you eat it. Or else I'll tell Graystar you made me eat a bug!"
Code Word: Warrior Cats
Your Name: Mint
Roleplaying Experience: 3+ Years
Your Opinion: I think you should make the banner and the table the same width as the page and make the font color easier to read, possibly making a new skin as well.
character:
Name: Mintkit//Mintpaw//Mintfrost//
Gender: She-cat
Age: 42 moons
Clan: RiverClan
Rank: Senior warrior
Description:
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Mintfrost is a chocolate-tortoiseshell-and-white she-cat with eyes a shade of dark aloe. Occasionally her eyes radiate some sort of coldness, but they can soften. The majority of her fur is an off-white color, with patches of medium brown going down her back, legs, head, and tail. Splotches of a buttery brown are visible on her face and legs. When unsheathed, her claws are of a grayish hue.
Her fur is thickest on her tail and belly, but thinned out along her flanks and limbs. Stealth is also a strong point of hers.
Beneath her pelt, which is immaculate and sleek thanks to the bountiful prey among RiverClan, flexes strong and lean muscles characteristic to those of her Clan, being the accomplished and powerful swimmers they are.
Personality:
Mintfrost is a calm cat. She likes to keep to herself outside her clan, because of a common dislike of cats she doesn't know. It takes quite a bit to provoke her, and she finds it easy to shoot a come-back a challenging cat's face. She always feels the need to defend clan, even if it means her life. RiverClan is her home, and home to anyone she ever cared about.
Once she gets an idea or opinion in to her head, there is no way to shake it out of her. One can't deny her uncanny ability to be precise in what she believes to be right and what is to be wrong and then stick to it as closely as an irritating tick to a cat.
Mintfrost is fiercely devoted to RiverClan and even StarClan; without something to have faith in, she believes there is no point in existence. She sees rogues as such, who have no such feelings of devotion for any Clan other than themselves.
Summary Mintfrost is a chocolate-tortoiseshell-and-white she-cat with green eyes.
History:
History- Kit:
Mintfrost(Mintkit) was the survivor. Her brothers and sisters died from greencough. She was thankful to StarClan for letting her live. She loved his parents dearly, and they encouraged her to do well by the warrior code.
History- Apprentice:
Mintfrost(Mintpaw) began apprenticeship at 6 Moons, as many do. Her mentor usually kept to herself.However, she still learned well. Her training was harder than most because she had one of the clan's fiercest senior warriors for a mentor.
History- Warrior:
Mintfrost was a warrior at 14 moons. She took on an apprentice by the name of Sandpaw. She was attacked by a badger when on a patrol. Mintfrost was devastated. But soon she would be ready for another apprentice.
History- Up to date:
Lately she has been feeling as if her life were pointless. RiverClan doesn't feel the same way it once did.
Family:
Mother: Ripplefur
Father: Frostfang
Sibblings: Creamkit (deceased), Alderkit (deceased)
Mate:
Roleplaying Sample:
Lilykit wasted no time when her father told her she could go outside. He was sure to warn her not to leave camp, for their territory was dangerous to wander in alone, even for a warrior. She shivered as the cold morning air flowed through her thin pelt, but that didn't delay her long. She spotted a small bug, some kind of grey colored one the size of a claw. As she exhaled, her breath made it roll across the dirt. It was fascinating for her, so she followed it curiously, hoping her brother wouldn't squash it.
::Silverkit::
Ah freedom. It felt good. Daily being cooped up near Graystar wasn't much fun at all, and being out of the nursery was an adventure! Excitedly, He looked around at the camp, taking in everything. Silverkit flicked his tail before there was a crunch and he ran into Lilykit. "Owwww! Watch where you're walking!" He mewed, then looked at his paw. "What did I step on?" Silverkit blinked, looking at it. "Is-Was that a bug?" He shuddered, wiping his paw on the ground.
::Lilykit::
Lilykit's eyes turned to accept a sad look, like she had just nearly caught a good piece of prey, but it had barely escaped. The kit sighed, and her tail drooped, but only for a few seconds. "Mmmhmm. I dare you to lick it off!" Lilykit challenged her brother, hoping he would take her dare so she could tell him how disgusting he was. She didn't expect him to do it, but no cat was watching. Lilykit shook her pelt, a bit of dust floating away from her as she did it. Lilykit gazed into Silverkit's eyes, unblinking.
"You want me to do wh-what!?" He hissed, surprised. He looked at his dirty paw. What did beetles taste like? He never had eaten one. Cautiously, the gray kit lifted his paw to his muzzle and licked a little off. Silverkit immediately retched. "It tasted like mousedung!" He mewed angrily, glaring at his sister. "Next time, you eat it. Or else I'll tell Graystar you made me eat a bug!"
Code Word: Warrior Cats
