Post by Fox on Jul 19, 2008 21:35:01 GMT -5
Name:
Snowmask
Gender:
Tom
Age:
25 moons
Clan:
Riverclan
Position:
Deputy, if it’s not taken.
Picture:
Personality:
Snowmask is a quiet, thoughtful tom. He keeps his own thoughts to himself, only expressing them when he feels like it’s important. Always thinking before he acts, Snowmask knows when not to or when he should do something. He’s always willing to lend a hand around the camp, even with the apprentice duties, if it’s necessary. He’s good at making snap decisions, hopefully, that are good for the clan. His favorite part of Clan life is watching all the kits grow to be strong warriors. From watching the kits, he learned to be patient with every young apprentice but knows when to discipline them before it gets too out of hand.
Description:
Pure white, Snowmask has trouble blending in his surroundings unless it had just snowed or if he’s in the water. His blue eyes are like ice whenever he looks at something he doesn’t like, and blue fire when he’s mad. His eyes show his emotions even if he his trying to hide them. His fur is short and silky. Across his face is a silvery white mask, like a raccoon’s, which is how he got his name. His body is scarred from a lifetime of battles, but he’s extremely proud of them all. Small and muscular, Snowmask’s muscles are hard and stringy from running around all day. His tail is extremely long – longer than a normal cat’s tail.
History
Snowmask was born to a Clan queen and rouge. He hated his father for years for what he had down, but his mother managed to calm him down and convince him to try to forgive his father saying that Snowmask wouldn’t be here without him. When he was a young apprentice just learning to swim, he fell into the river and was swept away, nearly drowning. Surprisingly, a rouge pulled him out and that rouge was his father. He, at first, wished his father had just let him drown because his honor wouldn’t let him let his father go without repaying him. When his father became sick with greencough, Snowpaw tried to save him, using what he learned from helping out the medicine cat. But, sadly, his father died that winter and Snowmask has never been able to forgive himself. He use to look up at Starclan and wonder what had happened to his father after he had died. When he first became a warrior, he nearly fell asleep on his vigil, and punished himself by hunting all day the next day without any rest. After a battle with Thunderclan, Snowmask’s first apprentice was made a warrior, and, since the original deputy had been killed, the leader of Riverclan surprised Snowmask by making him deputy. Every dawn when Snowmask wakes up, he renews his promise silently to Starclan that he’ll defend his Clan until his last breath leaves his body.
Example of role-playing(IC):
I’ve already done one; see Foxpaw. =D
[/sub]Snowmask
Gender:
Tom
Age:
25 moons
Clan:
Riverclan
Position:
Deputy, if it’s not taken.
Picture:
Personality:
Snowmask is a quiet, thoughtful tom. He keeps his own thoughts to himself, only expressing them when he feels like it’s important. Always thinking before he acts, Snowmask knows when not to or when he should do something. He’s always willing to lend a hand around the camp, even with the apprentice duties, if it’s necessary. He’s good at making snap decisions, hopefully, that are good for the clan. His favorite part of Clan life is watching all the kits grow to be strong warriors. From watching the kits, he learned to be patient with every young apprentice but knows when to discipline them before it gets too out of hand.
Description:
Pure white, Snowmask has trouble blending in his surroundings unless it had just snowed or if he’s in the water. His blue eyes are like ice whenever he looks at something he doesn’t like, and blue fire when he’s mad. His eyes show his emotions even if he his trying to hide them. His fur is short and silky. Across his face is a silvery white mask, like a raccoon’s, which is how he got his name. His body is scarred from a lifetime of battles, but he’s extremely proud of them all. Small and muscular, Snowmask’s muscles are hard and stringy from running around all day. His tail is extremely long – longer than a normal cat’s tail.
History
Snowmask was born to a Clan queen and rouge. He hated his father for years for what he had down, but his mother managed to calm him down and convince him to try to forgive his father saying that Snowmask wouldn’t be here without him. When he was a young apprentice just learning to swim, he fell into the river and was swept away, nearly drowning. Surprisingly, a rouge pulled him out and that rouge was his father. He, at first, wished his father had just let him drown because his honor wouldn’t let him let his father go without repaying him. When his father became sick with greencough, Snowpaw tried to save him, using what he learned from helping out the medicine cat. But, sadly, his father died that winter and Snowmask has never been able to forgive himself. He use to look up at Starclan and wonder what had happened to his father after he had died. When he first became a warrior, he nearly fell asleep on his vigil, and punished himself by hunting all day the next day without any rest. After a battle with Thunderclan, Snowmask’s first apprentice was made a warrior, and, since the original deputy had been killed, the leader of Riverclan surprised Snowmask by making him deputy. Every dawn when Snowmask wakes up, he renews his promise silently to Starclan that he’ll defend his Clan until his last breath leaves his body.
Example of role-playing(IC):
I’ve already done one; see Foxpaw. =D
