Post by swiftstar on May 30, 2008 14:38:58 GMT -5
Name: Swiftstar
Clan: WindClan
Rank: leader
Age: 13 moons
Gender: she-cat
Picture (Optional):
Description: Swiftstar is an all grey she-cat. Her eyes are a forest green. And her skin is marked with battle scars.
Personality: Friendly, nice, kind, caring, strong-hearted leader.
History: Swiftstar was born into WindClan. Her father use to be deputy and she was inspired to become a deputy of her Clan one day like her father. Being so inspired Swiftstar, Swiftpaw back then, became one of the top apprentices in her Clan. Throughout her life she became well-known by other Clans and her own as a cat that was a gift from StarClan. After her father died in a fight with a rouge her leader made her deputy. After Swiftstar's former leader died due to and illness she become leader of WindClan.
Example of rping (IC): Swiftstar bounded off and into the camp. "Stand guard!" she told her Clanmates. "We are being invaded!" Hisses sounded from outside the camp walls. Warriors took postion, queens and their kits ran into the nursery. Apprentices stood beside their mentors. Elders ran into their den. The fight was about to being.
Secret Word:
Clan: WindClan
Rank: leader
Age: 13 moons
Gender: she-cat
Picture (Optional):
Description: Swiftstar is an all grey she-cat. Her eyes are a forest green. And her skin is marked with battle scars.
Personality: Friendly, nice, kind, caring, strong-hearted leader.
History: Swiftstar was born into WindClan. Her father use to be deputy and she was inspired to become a deputy of her Clan one day like her father. Being so inspired Swiftstar, Swiftpaw back then, became one of the top apprentices in her Clan. Throughout her life she became well-known by other Clans and her own as a cat that was a gift from StarClan. After her father died in a fight with a rouge her leader made her deputy. After Swiftstar's former leader died due to and illness she become leader of WindClan.
Example of rping (IC): Swiftstar bounded off and into the camp. "Stand guard!" she told her Clanmates. "We are being invaded!" Hisses sounded from outside the camp walls. Warriors took postion, queens and their kits ran into the nursery. Apprentices stood beside their mentors. Elders ran into their den. The fight was about to being.
Secret Word:
