Post by solarflare on Aug 3, 2008 21:17:13 GMT -5
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Name: Solaria; Warrior App; {Warrior name: Solarflare}
Age: 19 moons
Gender: She-cat
Desired Rank: Warrior
Desired Position: LagoonClan
Apprentice/Mentor: Open
Mate/Crush: Open
Kin: Blizzardkit,Darksnow
Short Description: A fierce fighter, born from rouges.
Appearance:
Name: Solaria; Warrior App; {Warrior name: Solarflare}
Age: 19 moons
Gender: She-cat
Desired Rank: Warrior
Desired Position: LagoonClan
Apprentice/Mentor: Open
Mate/Crush: Open
Kin: Blizzardkit,Darksnow
Short Description: A fierce fighter, born from rouges.
Appearance:
Pelt is a yellow-orange. The stripes on her pelt are horizontal on her legs, shifting to vertical on her body. Her tail is abnormally long, and her eyes are a light amber. Her ears are a little large, and she uses this to her advantage when listening for prey.Personality:
She is very kind to those she knows, but if she's uncomfortable around someone, she's not afraid to show it. She is known to be a rather carping she-cat, but when she is excited, she explodes with hyperactivity. She does enjoy playing with the kits, considering she has none of her own. Her complaints are usually not about anything in particular. Just her boredom, or the weather being too hot or cold. She is quick to anger by other warriors, but is great at keeping her cool when around higher positions or apprentices and kits. It's just something about warriors that makes her easy to frustrate. If she gets something as a gift that others don't, she'll childishly act as if she was a magnate. Her most common phrase when sad is " Grey clouds..." When happy, others are most likely to hear "Snakes!"History:
Yes, she likes snakes for some reason, of course she wouldn't hesitate to fight one if it threatened her clan.
Solarflare was originally Solaria when she was born. Her parents were rouges, but when they dropped her, and, fearing for their own lives, left her, the clan was willing to take her in. Her older brother, Darksnow, is a rouge, and Blizzardkit is new to the clan, seemingly also left by her parents. She used to have a crush on a warrior, but not any more.IC:
"*yawn*... Is it morning already?"Other:
The she-cat yawned, stretching as she unsheathed her claws. Mornings were never that great for her. She liked sleep, and morning was the end of it. She decided, smelling the prey, her being downwind, that she minus well go hunting to add to the fresh kill pile...
"Of course... I think I had patrol this morning. Oh, well. I don't think I'll be in THAT much trouble if I miss a patrol." She thought to herself, pouncing at the vole she saw. Getting a successful catch, she happily brought the food to the pile, smiling as she returned to the den to wake see if the kits had awoken to curiously play with the stray grass entering the den. 'Those little ones are just soooo cute!'she thought.
This morning seemed to be alright after all.
Just reminding that she's open for a crush. I'd like to develop a relationship over time if the other role player is willing.