Post by daydream on May 26, 2011 9:50:10 GMT -6
Name:
Rosemary
Age:
15 moons
Clan:
Thunderclan
Rank:
Warrior
Gender:
She-cat
Quick Description:
Long furred white she-cat with blue eyes.
Appearance:
Rosemary is a long furred, female cat. Her fur is pure white; with no markings marring the well cared for fur. She has regular sized ears, and a pink nose to match the insides of her ears. She has soft blue eyes that rival the sky, with a touch of cinnamon around the iris. She has long whiskers, and it’s hard to notice she’s missing any, unless you see how unbalanced she can be at times. Her belly is covered in fur, and it brushes gently across the ground when she’s stalking her prey or searching for herbs. Her fur is not just pretty, it’s thick, sometimes being a Hassle to have, but she enjoys the supplied warmth when the leaves are gone and snow covers the ground in thin or thick layers.
Personality:
Rosemary is a sweet loving she-cat. She absolutely loves kits and apprentices. She hates water, even though her heritage is a mix of Thunderclan and Riverclan. She adores the smell of herbs and flowers, and will wander out of camp (When she has a chance to) if she scents any. She mixes her nest with lavender and rosemary for the tangy scent and aromatherapy purposes. She is childish sometimes and will play with kits and tell stories to apprentices and Kits. She spends her time on patrols, with kits, or out wandering.
She often wonders what life would be like If she had became a med-cat instead of warrior, But she pushes those thoughts to the back of her mind and focus’ at what’s happening now. She can be shy and quiet when she meets someone outside of camp, but inside her ‘territory’ she’s motherly kind, able to chat from sun up, to sun down. Her Motto;; "If you'll have me, I'll be there."
Fears;
* Rushing water
* Two-legs
* Rouge's
* Being unwanted
* Snakes
Likes;
* Star gazing
* Catnip
* colorful flowers
* helping others
* Sun bathing
History
Kithood;; She never knew her father; He had died a moon before she and her siblings had been born. Her mother used to tell stories of her “riverclanner”, her mate. Her mother had an affair with Oilspill, a proud and egotistic warrior of Riverclan. Her mother left soon after she had found out Oilspill had died, and gave birth to Rose, Chowder and Dapple as a kitty-pet. When The Siblings were three moons old, Mapleflower died, leaving them to be raised by Naira, A young queen whose litter had been stillborn. Naira had taken well care for of the kits, and treated them as her own with Ease, seeing how Rose had her white fur, Chowder’s soft brown matched her mates, and Dapple was white sprinkled in brown and golden spots, a Calico.
Apprenticehood;; When Rose was thirteen moons old, she grew restless at the boring life of a kittypet, and with her siblings, bid her Foster mother a teary goodbye. She traveled for two moons, within in the first moon Dapple left, saying she was better off being a Kittypet and being taken care of. In the middle of the second, Chowder settled down in a rodent infested barn, saying he would be fine there. A moon later, She was taken into Thunderclan after fighting off a dog, which was carrying a Thunderclan queen’s kit, becoming Rosepaw.
Warriorhood;; She was made into a warrior at twenty moons, gaining the Name Rosemary from her unique scent. She usually went on patrols, taking any except for the one along the Riverclan border. If she wasn’t doing that, she was out hunting or playing with kits, or even collecting Random nontoxic flowers and herbs for their scents. She wouldn’t mind having an apprentice within a moon or two, even if she hadn’t spent the longest time as a warrior.
Mother:
Mapleflower;;deceased
Father:
Oilspill;;deceased
Siblings:
chowder;;brother;;loner
Dapple;;sister;;kittypet
Rosemary
Age:
15 moons
Clan:
Thunderclan
Rank:
Warrior
Gender:
She-cat
Quick Description:
Long furred white she-cat with blue eyes.
Appearance:
Rosemary is a long furred, female cat. Her fur is pure white; with no markings marring the well cared for fur. She has regular sized ears, and a pink nose to match the insides of her ears. She has soft blue eyes that rival the sky, with a touch of cinnamon around the iris. She has long whiskers, and it’s hard to notice she’s missing any, unless you see how unbalanced she can be at times. Her belly is covered in fur, and it brushes gently across the ground when she’s stalking her prey or searching for herbs. Her fur is not just pretty, it’s thick, sometimes being a Hassle to have, but she enjoys the supplied warmth when the leaves are gone and snow covers the ground in thin or thick layers.
Personality:
Rosemary is a sweet loving she-cat. She absolutely loves kits and apprentices. She hates water, even though her heritage is a mix of Thunderclan and Riverclan. She adores the smell of herbs and flowers, and will wander out of camp (When she has a chance to) if she scents any. She mixes her nest with lavender and rosemary for the tangy scent and aromatherapy purposes. She is childish sometimes and will play with kits and tell stories to apprentices and Kits. She spends her time on patrols, with kits, or out wandering.
She often wonders what life would be like If she had became a med-cat instead of warrior, But she pushes those thoughts to the back of her mind and focus’ at what’s happening now. She can be shy and quiet when she meets someone outside of camp, but inside her ‘territory’ she’s motherly kind, able to chat from sun up, to sun down. Her Motto;; "If you'll have me, I'll be there."
Fears;
* Rushing water
* Two-legs
* Rouge's
* Being unwanted
* Snakes
Likes;
* Star gazing
* Catnip
* colorful flowers
* helping others
* Sun bathing
History
Kithood;; She never knew her father; He had died a moon before she and her siblings had been born. Her mother used to tell stories of her “riverclanner”, her mate. Her mother had an affair with Oilspill, a proud and egotistic warrior of Riverclan. Her mother left soon after she had found out Oilspill had died, and gave birth to Rose, Chowder and Dapple as a kitty-pet. When The Siblings were three moons old, Mapleflower died, leaving them to be raised by Naira, A young queen whose litter had been stillborn. Naira had taken well care for of the kits, and treated them as her own with Ease, seeing how Rose had her white fur, Chowder’s soft brown matched her mates, and Dapple was white sprinkled in brown and golden spots, a Calico.
Apprenticehood;; When Rose was thirteen moons old, she grew restless at the boring life of a kittypet, and with her siblings, bid her Foster mother a teary goodbye. She traveled for two moons, within in the first moon Dapple left, saying she was better off being a Kittypet and being taken care of. In the middle of the second, Chowder settled down in a rodent infested barn, saying he would be fine there. A moon later, She was taken into Thunderclan after fighting off a dog, which was carrying a Thunderclan queen’s kit, becoming Rosepaw.
Warriorhood;; She was made into a warrior at twenty moons, gaining the Name Rosemary from her unique scent. She usually went on patrols, taking any except for the one along the Riverclan border. If she wasn’t doing that, she was out hunting or playing with kits, or even collecting Random nontoxic flowers and herbs for their scents. She wouldn’t mind having an apprentice within a moon or two, even if she hadn’t spent the longest time as a warrior.
Mother:
Mapleflower;;deceased
Father:
Oilspill;;deceased
Siblings:
chowder;;brother;;loner
Dapple;;sister;;kittypet
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