Post by »->Running Breeze<-« on Jun 30, 2006 7:10:58 GMT -5
Name: Ravenshadow
Age: 35 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Gang: Aetherius
Picture:
Appearence: Ravenshadow has a long fluffy pelt, like a normal Turkish Angora. However, unlike most Turkish Angoras, her pelt is not white, it is black. The black color never changes, it doesn't lighten in the sun, nor darken in the shade. It stays just how it is, jet black. This pelt of hers is excelent for hiding in the shadows, making it almost impossible for a cat, or a twoleg, to see her. Her eyes are green like a leaf in the peak of summer. Ravenshadow's claws are long and black, hidden in her paws unless she needs them. Her ears are slightly larger than normal, they are tall and sharp. Her eyes green as they are, stand out from the rest of her black form and seem to slice through a cat like thorns.
Personality: Ravenshadow is a natural leader, strong, yet gentle, ambitious, yet loyal, and brave, yet has fears. She refuses to show fear should she fear it, staying strong for others. Ravenshadow stays strict to the Caele Code, and belives undieingly in Caele. While many gulp or shuffle their paws when nervous, her green eyes will become hard as stone and cold as ice, refusing to let anyone know she is nervous. Ravenshadow is open, giving ideas and feedback when she feels necesarry. She listens to others and pays attention to advice or strategy, then decides what is best. She devises excelent strategies and never seems to miss a detail. At a Gathering she will pay close attention, hanging onto every word incase of a threat.
History: Ravenshadow was born into Aetherius normally, no inter-Gang relationship, or doubted loyalty. She is rather lucky, gang-born, her father the deputy, her mother a respected warrior. When she was still known to all as Ravenkit, her father was killed during a Cinis/Aetherius attack. Her mother, Aspenshade, was devastated, racked with grief for her mate. Two moons after her father's death, when she was an apprentice, her mother was found dead by the Thunderpath, her bones crushed by the rolling paws of a monster. Ravenshadow had no siblings, and felt utterly alone until a kind she-cat by the name of Snowspirit took her under her wing, so to speak. Snowspirit helped her understand many things, and taught her much. Five moons later, she was a new warrior by the name of Ravenshadow. Ravenshadow led many patrols as a warrior to attack, and just to secure the borders. She has helped Aetherius prosper greatly through their times of trouble.
IC: A black shadow moved quietly through the Trash Cans. Ravenshadow's pelt was silent as she padded quietly through the cans of rubbish and metal. Soon, she came to a tall trash can, the lid slightly ajar. She leaped on to the edge of the lid, sending it crashing down, with her on top. She pushed down on the lid, grabbing on to the edge of the trash can with her claws as the lid crashed down below her with a loud CLANG. A twoleg opened a window and looked around for the source of the commotion. Then the twoleg shouted and cursed, not seeing Ravenshadow hidden in the shadows, eyes closed. As the window closed with a SWOOSH, Ravenshadow padded out of the shadows, and opened up her leaf green eyes. She dug in the trash can until she found what she was looking for, the scent that had guided her here, a have eaten chicken. She pulled it out of the metal container and leaped down to the street. Her head and tail high with pride, she padded back to camp.
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Other: I think this may be my best bio ever! I love Ravenshadow... and I seem to love Turkish Angoras too!
Age: 35 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Gang: Aetherius
Picture:
Appearence: Ravenshadow has a long fluffy pelt, like a normal Turkish Angora. However, unlike most Turkish Angoras, her pelt is not white, it is black. The black color never changes, it doesn't lighten in the sun, nor darken in the shade. It stays just how it is, jet black. This pelt of hers is excelent for hiding in the shadows, making it almost impossible for a cat, or a twoleg, to see her. Her eyes are green like a leaf in the peak of summer. Ravenshadow's claws are long and black, hidden in her paws unless she needs them. Her ears are slightly larger than normal, they are tall and sharp. Her eyes green as they are, stand out from the rest of her black form and seem to slice through a cat like thorns.
Personality: Ravenshadow is a natural leader, strong, yet gentle, ambitious, yet loyal, and brave, yet has fears. She refuses to show fear should she fear it, staying strong for others. Ravenshadow stays strict to the Caele Code, and belives undieingly in Caele. While many gulp or shuffle their paws when nervous, her green eyes will become hard as stone and cold as ice, refusing to let anyone know she is nervous. Ravenshadow is open, giving ideas and feedback when she feels necesarry. She listens to others and pays attention to advice or strategy, then decides what is best. She devises excelent strategies and never seems to miss a detail. At a Gathering she will pay close attention, hanging onto every word incase of a threat.
History: Ravenshadow was born into Aetherius normally, no inter-Gang relationship, or doubted loyalty. She is rather lucky, gang-born, her father the deputy, her mother a respected warrior. When she was still known to all as Ravenkit, her father was killed during a Cinis/Aetherius attack. Her mother, Aspenshade, was devastated, racked with grief for her mate. Two moons after her father's death, when she was an apprentice, her mother was found dead by the Thunderpath, her bones crushed by the rolling paws of a monster. Ravenshadow had no siblings, and felt utterly alone until a kind she-cat by the name of Snowspirit took her under her wing, so to speak. Snowspirit helped her understand many things, and taught her much. Five moons later, she was a new warrior by the name of Ravenshadow. Ravenshadow led many patrols as a warrior to attack, and just to secure the borders. She has helped Aetherius prosper greatly through their times of trouble.
IC: A black shadow moved quietly through the Trash Cans. Ravenshadow's pelt was silent as she padded quietly through the cans of rubbish and metal. Soon, she came to a tall trash can, the lid slightly ajar. She leaped on to the edge of the lid, sending it crashing down, with her on top. She pushed down on the lid, grabbing on to the edge of the trash can with her claws as the lid crashed down below her with a loud CLANG. A twoleg opened a window and looked around for the source of the commotion. Then the twoleg shouted and cursed, not seeing Ravenshadow hidden in the shadows, eyes closed. As the window closed with a SWOOSH, Ravenshadow padded out of the shadows, and opened up her leaf green eyes. She dug in the trash can until she found what she was looking for, the scent that had guided her here, a have eaten chicken. She pulled it out of the metal container and leaped down to the street. Her head and tail high with pride, she padded back to camp.
Password: See other bios
Other: I think this may be my best bio ever! I love Ravenshadow... and I seem to love Turkish Angoras too!
