Post by Deleted on Jul 28, 2009 12:49:40 GMT -5
A Bit About You
Your Name ∙ Naomi
Out of Character Name ∙ Moony
Chatango Username ∙ Wolfheart11 or Shadowkitteh
Contact Information ∙ PM, Chatango
Other Characters You Play ∙ Wolfheart, Honeypelt
Time Zone ∙ Eastern
How You Found Us ∙ browsing
Introductions
Character’s Name ∙ Moonstar
Age ∙48 Moons
Gender ∙ Female
Residing ∙ WindClan
Character Type ∙Leader
Mindset
Overall Personality ∙ Moonstar is a slightly silent cat that does not like to fight a lot. She is a very responsable leader and hates it when cats argue. However, when irritated or angry, sometimes she might snap but she never screams. Although she makes mistakes occasionally, they might consider her smart. She trusts everybody that doesn't seem like a threat to her.
Moonstar is very loyal to his friends and does not give up easily. When she is in a fight, she might improvise on traditional fighting moves in order to have an advantage against an opponent. Although she hates violence, she is a heavy believer in justice. Nevertheless, Moonstar is a great friend and ally when times are hard.
Additional Tidbits ∙ Newly appointed leader, so she has all 9 lives
Reflection
Height ∙
Overall Appearance ∙ Moonstar is really tall, slender, and long-legged. Her claws are extra sharp, but one of her ears has a notch in it from the wolverine attack. She also has a scar over her blind left eye, the runs from above the eye, to down below it. Her eyes are a creamy, deep, topaz color.
She is a very attractive silver tabby with a darker silver stripes on her back. Her fur is very long and soft, like cotton. Her tail is poofy and fluffy. Surprisingly, her paws are a little smaller than average. Her muzzle is long and narrow, and it topped with a pretty pink nose.
Backstory
Family History ∙ Moonstar's great great grandfather was Leafstar, and her great aunt was Frostedpool, the medicine cat. Her mother and father were loyal warriors.
Family ∙Mom: Sunfeather (d) Father: Sootheart (d) Mate: Bramblethorn(d), Son: Antkit(d)
Birthplace ∙WindClan camp
Background ∙ Moonkit was born in WindClan during a snowy night, when a lunar eclipse happened. Everyone thought she was cursed because of that, but her parents didn't care. Her mother Sunfeather and her father Sootheart were very proud parents, until they realized that Moonkit was cursed.
It was a day just like any other. Sunfeather and Sootheart suddenly told her to hide in the safety hole behind the nursery. Moonkit wouldn't have if she'd known that those were the last words her parents would ever say to their precious kit. The scared kit hid and heard the most horrific scene in her short life. Ripping, and snarling echoed in the hole. Her mother and father pleaded with their killer to stop, but she didn't. Their killer was Keeva, a murderous rouge at the time, and she snapped her mother's neck. Keeva laughed and then vanished. Tiny Moonkit got out from the hole and saw her mother and father, bloodied and broken. Their horrified gazes frozen in their sightless eyes, the never ending snarl plastered to the mouth. This couldn't happen to her, I was a kit! I couldn't loose her parents, not now. She closed their eyes and mouths, once she did they looked peaceful. Her soft mourning mewling echoed in the camp, her pelt covered in blood.
Eventually, time healed healed wounds and became happy again. She became an apprentice to the best mentor of all time, Thornshadow. Their first training lesson was awkward, but that's what brought them closer together. His son had just died, and he was in the post shock state. She wanted him happy, because he reminded her of Sootheart. He taught her more about herself than she would ever know. The training session didn't end well, a fluke wolverine attack happened. He insisted Moonpaw to run, but she couldn'tbring herself to leave him. Moonpaw fought her hardest to help save him, and she did. He was bloodied and scratched up, while she had a broken back leg, scratches, and a scratched eye. She ended up loosing vision in that eye, but at least they were alive. He continued to guide her and help her, he was her rock. Then one day, Keeva struck again. She stole Moonpaw's friend, Icekit, while she was sleeping. They cannot find her, she tried but failed. Once again, she had to move on.
The time had come for Moonpaw's final assesment. She was ready to be a warrior and make Sunfeather, Sootheart,and most of all, Thornshadow proud. Tragedy struck, Rose, another murderous rouge, had snuck up on him and attacked him. She heard the snarling and snapping, so she stopped and ran as fast as her legs could. When she got there, another rouge distracted me. She shredded his ear, but nothing else. Rose had left him broken like a toy solider. A distressed Moonpaw tried to run her off, but all she managed to do was break a couple of her ribs. Her,and the other rouge all ran off and left her in the bushes. Thornshadow's spirit visited me, and told me that he too, was proud of me. She mewed for him just as she did for her mother and father.
A moon after the loss of her mentor, she finally became a warrior. Moonrunner was her warrior name, for the way she runs to help a friend and for her really long legs. She became a mentor to her first apprentice, Deerpaw. Her and Deerpaw became close friends, and she taught him everything. Sadly, once he became a warrior, Deerchase died of greencough. Moonrunner mourned again, but was lifted up by her mate, Bramblethorn. Her and Bramblethorn loved each other very much, and had a kit together. His name was Antkit, and he looked just like Moonrunner. But Bramblethorn became jealous and ran off with Antkit and was never seen again.
Moonrunner became deputy when the leader at the time, Snowstar, had died of old age. The new leader was Deadstar, a cranky and evil cat. He ruled for a while, but on a solo patrol he was shot 9 times and killed by a twoleg. Moonrunner became Moonstar, and mourned for her fallen friends. She vows to never stop until all violence and murderers are gone, and peace overcomes it.
Sample
Moonstar was taking a casual stroll through her territory when a sudden shriek pierced the night. A foul and dangerous scent wafted up her pink nose. But before she had time to recognize it, it was too late. A dog leaped out from behind a rock, it's pelt soaked in blood. It showed its nasty blood-stained yellow fangs in a snarl. Moonstar stood her ground and arched her back. The canine leaped and grabbed her neck. Flailing claws and teeth, Moonstar managed to wriggle out of its grip somehow. "Flee you little flea ridden mongrel!" she screeched as she jumped and landed on the dog's back. Scoring her claws and fangs down it's spine, the dog had enough. He shook her off and ran away, whimpering. Moonstar stood on her paws, blood oozing out of her wounds and gasping for air.
Contract
By submitting this application, I am also stating that I have read, and understood, the forum rules, and that I agree to follow them. This means that I will take whatever punishments come my way should I break the rules.
--Moonstar
Your Name ∙ Naomi
Out of Character Name ∙ Moony
Chatango Username ∙ Wolfheart11 or Shadowkitteh
Contact Information ∙ PM, Chatango
Other Characters You Play ∙ Wolfheart, Honeypelt
Time Zone ∙ Eastern
How You Found Us ∙ browsing
Introductions
Character’s Name ∙ Moonstar
Age ∙48 Moons
Gender ∙ Female
Residing ∙ WindClan
Character Type ∙Leader
Mindset
Overall Personality ∙ Moonstar is a slightly silent cat that does not like to fight a lot. She is a very responsable leader and hates it when cats argue. However, when irritated or angry, sometimes she might snap but she never screams. Although she makes mistakes occasionally, they might consider her smart. She trusts everybody that doesn't seem like a threat to her.
Moonstar is very loyal to his friends and does not give up easily. When she is in a fight, she might improvise on traditional fighting moves in order to have an advantage against an opponent. Although she hates violence, she is a heavy believer in justice. Nevertheless, Moonstar is a great friend and ally when times are hard.
Additional Tidbits ∙ Newly appointed leader, so she has all 9 lives
Reflection
Height ∙
Overall Appearance ∙ Moonstar is really tall, slender, and long-legged. Her claws are extra sharp, but one of her ears has a notch in it from the wolverine attack. She also has a scar over her blind left eye, the runs from above the eye, to down below it. Her eyes are a creamy, deep, topaz color.
She is a very attractive silver tabby with a darker silver stripes on her back. Her fur is very long and soft, like cotton. Her tail is poofy and fluffy. Surprisingly, her paws are a little smaller than average. Her muzzle is long and narrow, and it topped with a pretty pink nose.
Backstory
Family History ∙ Moonstar's great great grandfather was Leafstar, and her great aunt was Frostedpool, the medicine cat. Her mother and father were loyal warriors.
Family ∙Mom: Sunfeather (d) Father: Sootheart (d) Mate: Bramblethorn(d), Son: Antkit(d)
Birthplace ∙WindClan camp
Background ∙ Moonkit was born in WindClan during a snowy night, when a lunar eclipse happened. Everyone thought she was cursed because of that, but her parents didn't care. Her mother Sunfeather and her father Sootheart were very proud parents, until they realized that Moonkit was cursed.
It was a day just like any other. Sunfeather and Sootheart suddenly told her to hide in the safety hole behind the nursery. Moonkit wouldn't have if she'd known that those were the last words her parents would ever say to their precious kit. The scared kit hid and heard the most horrific scene in her short life. Ripping, and snarling echoed in the hole. Her mother and father pleaded with their killer to stop, but she didn't. Their killer was Keeva, a murderous rouge at the time, and she snapped her mother's neck. Keeva laughed and then vanished. Tiny Moonkit got out from the hole and saw her mother and father, bloodied and broken. Their horrified gazes frozen in their sightless eyes, the never ending snarl plastered to the mouth. This couldn't happen to her, I was a kit! I couldn't loose her parents, not now. She closed their eyes and mouths, once she did they looked peaceful. Her soft mourning mewling echoed in the camp, her pelt covered in blood.
Eventually, time healed healed wounds and became happy again. She became an apprentice to the best mentor of all time, Thornshadow. Their first training lesson was awkward, but that's what brought them closer together. His son had just died, and he was in the post shock state. She wanted him happy, because he reminded her of Sootheart. He taught her more about herself than she would ever know. The training session didn't end well, a fluke wolverine attack happened. He insisted Moonpaw to run, but she couldn'tbring herself to leave him. Moonpaw fought her hardest to help save him, and she did. He was bloodied and scratched up, while she had a broken back leg, scratches, and a scratched eye. She ended up loosing vision in that eye, but at least they were alive. He continued to guide her and help her, he was her rock. Then one day, Keeva struck again. She stole Moonpaw's friend, Icekit, while she was sleeping. They cannot find her, she tried but failed. Once again, she had to move on.
The time had come for Moonpaw's final assesment. She was ready to be a warrior and make Sunfeather, Sootheart,and most of all, Thornshadow proud. Tragedy struck, Rose, another murderous rouge, had snuck up on him and attacked him. She heard the snarling and snapping, so she stopped and ran as fast as her legs could. When she got there, another rouge distracted me. She shredded his ear, but nothing else. Rose had left him broken like a toy solider. A distressed Moonpaw tried to run her off, but all she managed to do was break a couple of her ribs. Her,and the other rouge all ran off and left her in the bushes. Thornshadow's spirit visited me, and told me that he too, was proud of me. She mewed for him just as she did for her mother and father.
A moon after the loss of her mentor, she finally became a warrior. Moonrunner was her warrior name, for the way she runs to help a friend and for her really long legs. She became a mentor to her first apprentice, Deerpaw. Her and Deerpaw became close friends, and she taught him everything. Sadly, once he became a warrior, Deerchase died of greencough. Moonrunner mourned again, but was lifted up by her mate, Bramblethorn. Her and Bramblethorn loved each other very much, and had a kit together. His name was Antkit, and he looked just like Moonrunner. But Bramblethorn became jealous and ran off with Antkit and was never seen again.
Moonrunner became deputy when the leader at the time, Snowstar, had died of old age. The new leader was Deadstar, a cranky and evil cat. He ruled for a while, but on a solo patrol he was shot 9 times and killed by a twoleg. Moonrunner became Moonstar, and mourned for her fallen friends. She vows to never stop until all violence and murderers are gone, and peace overcomes it.
Sample
Moonstar was taking a casual stroll through her territory when a sudden shriek pierced the night. A foul and dangerous scent wafted up her pink nose. But before she had time to recognize it, it was too late. A dog leaped out from behind a rock, it's pelt soaked in blood. It showed its nasty blood-stained yellow fangs in a snarl. Moonstar stood her ground and arched her back. The canine leaped and grabbed her neck. Flailing claws and teeth, Moonstar managed to wriggle out of its grip somehow. "Flee you little flea ridden mongrel!" she screeched as she jumped and landed on the dog's back. Scoring her claws and fangs down it's spine, the dog had enough. He shook her off and ran away, whimpering. Moonstar stood on her paws, blood oozing out of her wounds and gasping for air.
Contract
By submitting this application, I am also stating that I have read, and understood, the forum rules, and that I agree to follow them. This means that I will take whatever punishments come my way should I break the rules.
--Moonstar