Post by Redwing on Oct 8, 2011 16:10:48 GMT -5
Name: Silentwhisper
Age: 24 moons
Gender: Tom
Personality: Silentwhisper is a quiet tom who perfers to get his information by watching and learning. He gets annoyed by cats who talk too much, and sometimes wishes that he could whack them upside the head with a log. He doesn't show it, of course, but he keeps himself entertained with that thought. He likes to think a lot, and he can only do that in the forest, where there's no other cat to bother him. He can be very tempermental, however, and he likes to keep to himself.
Clan: HurricaneClan
Appearance: Silentwhisper is an off white Egyptian Mau (Love 'em! >x3) with cream colored spots. His tail is thin, and so is his fur. He has pale yellow eyes that look like sunshine in glass, and although he looks like he's no threat, there's a lot of muscle underneath his thin, delicate skin.
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Background: Silentwhisper was once a kittypet, which is why occasionally he'll use a kittypet word. It's also why he goes crazy over catnip, and the other warriors make fun of him because of it. Silentwhisper was dumped on the side of the road in the middle of a storm when he was only a kitten, and that's why he's quiet and doesn't get close to anybody.
Anything else? Silentwhisper is secretly waiting for his owner to come back.
How many Characters do you play as? 7 (Rainsong, Redkit, Silentwhisper, Risingmoon, Faylen, and Sunshine)
RP Example (optional): Silentwhisper curled his tail around himself, rain gently falling down onto his soft white fur. He shivered slightly as the cold rain seeped into his fur, making it an ugly off-white. Silentwhisper glanced at the apprentice den, wanting nothing more than to curl up in his soft, warm nest and fall asleep into sunshine filled dreams. But he couldn't. He had just been made a warrior of HurricaneClan, so he needed to tough it out and stay silent. After all, that's what he did best, wasn't it? Staying silent as nightmare after nightmare battered his mind, filling his dreams with horrible images. Silentwhisper shivered again, but this time from fear, not from the cold rain that trickled down his back. Silentwhisper turned his luminous golden eyes on the camp entrance, watching for any sign of an intruder. He pricked his ears, wondering if a fox, or maybe a badger would come crashing through the brambles, hungry for some newborn kits. Silentwhisper kneaded the ground anxiously, just wanting this night to be over already. He wasn't the fighting type! Silentwhisper shut his eyes tight, trying to block out the horrible images of dying Clanmates from his mind. He opened them again, and gazed up at the shining stars in the sky. Silverpelt. Silentwhisper thought about the story that the nursing queens had told him, about how the stars were dead warriors. Silentwhisper studied the pinpricks of light, wondering how those cats managed to stay there all night. Maybe they were sleeping. But don't they roll over in thier sleep, sometimes? Silentwhisper sighed, and looked at the brightest star in the sky. That was supposed to be Faaren, the leader of CosmosClan. Silentwhisper blinked. The star seemed to wink at him, telling him, You can do it. You will be the best warrior ever. Silentwhisper pondered this. Was it possible for a star to talk? Or were the legends true? Was Silverpelt really made up of dead warriors? Silentwhisper tilted his head, thinking. His eyes lit up as he made a decision. He would be the best warrior. He'd show those stupid mousebrains what he could do! Silentwhisper turned to the entrance with a determined light in his eyes, as he watched the entrance of the camp. He would watch over the camp while they slept, oblivious to the dangers of what could happen.
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