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Post by -[Hailsong]- on Jul 25, 2007 15:03:18 GMT -5
Name- Hailsong
Age- 20 moons
Gender- Female
Rank- Medicine Cat
Clan- RiverClan
Personality- Quiet to many who have yet to discover her, Hailsong is sleek and beautiful and stays in the 'shadows', unless she has an announcement or so. Once you have grown to know her, Hailsong is very inspiring and can call upon many old tales. Her brother Larkstar is an appreciated leader of WindClan- and he has passed on many hints and secrets about the ways of the StarClan warriors.
Hailsong can be very commanding, and is easily able to control her clan as medicine cat. Her words are very divine, and descriptions and medicines are what she does best.
Description- Sleek white fur, reflecting blue glow in the moonlight. Small, slim body powerful muscles rippling beneath the snowy fur, imitations of the way water moves as she pushes it aside with powerful paws. Her short hair almost gives her a ghostly look, but she is real.
Yes, she is real.
Her eyes are light green-blue, observing every situation put in front of her. Every part of her is a white glow, save for the tip of her tail which is as black as obsidian stone. Yet before anyone has time even to notice this, she's gone once again, through the snow, through the water- wherever she must go to return to her clan, RiverClan, and all the warriors who need help.
Picture- i109.photobucket.com/albums/n52/shh_adow2002/whitecat.jpg
History- Born and raised a kit of RiverClan, both her mother and father were killed by foxes soon after she became an apprentice. She has looked on, though. The disease that came from the fox's jaws into the bloodstream of her parents was not looked at by a medicine cat. Her brother later ran off to WindClan, and never returned.
She strives to not make these mistake herself. She knows that it's hard growing up in a world full of strangers. Shy enough as she is, she approached the leader and said she was having dreams from StarClan.
Now she sits at her position today, paws embracing any chance she gets to patiently and quietly help other cats.
IC- This isn't good, the she-cat thought to herself quietly. She knelt before a whimpering kit, shivering in the cool air of autumn. As she tried to shush it gently, it gagged on something, and Hailsong froze. It was choking.
Quickly she stroked the kit's neck and back with a paw, trying to get it to gag up the hazard. A small glass bead rolled over the kit's tongue and out of it's mouth.
Hailsong sighed in relief. "It's okay, little one, you'll be alright."
Passwords- hidden :3 ~
Age- 20 moons
Gender- Female
Rank- Medicine Cat
Clan- RiverClan
Personality- Quiet to many who have yet to discover her, Hailsong is sleek and beautiful and stays in the 'shadows', unless she has an announcement or so. Once you have grown to know her, Hailsong is very inspiring and can call upon many old tales. Her brother Larkstar is an appreciated leader of WindClan- and he has passed on many hints and secrets about the ways of the StarClan warriors.
Hailsong can be very commanding, and is easily able to control her clan as medicine cat. Her words are very divine, and descriptions and medicines are what she does best.
Description- Sleek white fur, reflecting blue glow in the moonlight. Small, slim body powerful muscles rippling beneath the snowy fur, imitations of the way water moves as she pushes it aside with powerful paws. Her short hair almost gives her a ghostly look, but she is real.
Yes, she is real.
Her eyes are light green-blue, observing every situation put in front of her. Every part of her is a white glow, save for the tip of her tail which is as black as obsidian stone. Yet before anyone has time even to notice this, she's gone once again, through the snow, through the water- wherever she must go to return to her clan, RiverClan, and all the warriors who need help.
Picture- i109.photobucket.com/albums/n52/shh_adow2002/whitecat.jpg
History- Born and raised a kit of RiverClan, both her mother and father were killed by foxes soon after she became an apprentice. She has looked on, though. The disease that came from the fox's jaws into the bloodstream of her parents was not looked at by a medicine cat. Her brother later ran off to WindClan, and never returned.
She strives to not make these mistake herself. She knows that it's hard growing up in a world full of strangers. Shy enough as she is, she approached the leader and said she was having dreams from StarClan.
Now she sits at her position today, paws embracing any chance she gets to patiently and quietly help other cats.
IC- This isn't good, the she-cat thought to herself quietly. She knelt before a whimpering kit, shivering in the cool air of autumn. As she tried to shush it gently, it gagged on something, and Hailsong froze. It was choking.
Quickly she stroked the kit's neck and back with a paw, trying to get it to gag up the hazard. A small glass bead rolled over the kit's tongue and out of it's mouth.
Hailsong sighed in relief. "It's okay, little one, you'll be alright."
Passwords- hidden :3 ~
