Post by Faith on Oct 26, 2005 21:42:05 GMT -5
Name: Faith
Age: Wouldn't you like to know?
Rank: Leader of Banished Memories
Gender: She-cat
Position: Banished Memories
Power: (As a leader, I am allowed three. Bwasha.) Wings, Ability to read minds, and Control of Fire.
Apperance: A dark black cat with just as light red eyes. She has dark feathery black wings on her back, opened they reveal just a hint of gray on the underside. Not that anyone SEES that side.
Small Pic: Is Here
Personality: A small, sleek she-cat, who as a grudge against the world. She will be the one to take it over, even if it's the last thing she ever does. The super-villan goth, if you will.
History:I'm not telling. Pfft.
IC(I took it from FOF2.): Tigerpelt stood directly behind the ranks, the fire corsing up behind her, illuminating the light, and leaving her as a dark spot, the edges of her body enforced with an orange glow. She looked powerful, standing there, all but snarling, and screaming at the top of her lungs, directing her Clan to safety. Which was not here. No, it was far, far away from here. GhostClan itself might not even be safe.
"Go! Go to GhostClan, and get there fast!"
She shrieked, not even sure who was listening to her anymore.
Ravenfur. Where was she, the medicine cat, her niece? Her eyes darted around frantically, looking for any sign of the black and white medicine cat's fur. Oh crap, she couldn't die! She was her niece, let alone the last medicine cat around! The apprentices, and Lastwind seemed to have gone!
And there she was. Raven stumbled out of the fire, jaw opening as she spit out a mouthful of blood and ashes. The herbs she had gone for-destroyed. The medicine cat stumbled drunkenly over to Tigerpelt, falling to the ground, terrified eyes snapping into Tigerpelt's, making the leader step backwards with shock. Slowly, horsely, spitting out more blood, the black and white she-cat gurggled,
"The stars have left us..."
Before her eyes clouded over, and the rest of the cat's body slumped forward onto the ground, blank blue eyes watching nothing....
Password: I know and you don't. Read the rules.
Other: I'm... Tigerpelt?
I ACCEPT MYSELF! WHOO!
Age: Wouldn't you like to know?
Rank: Leader of Banished Memories
Gender: She-cat
Position: Banished Memories
Power: (As a leader, I am allowed three. Bwasha.) Wings, Ability to read minds, and Control of Fire.
Apperance: A dark black cat with just as light red eyes. She has dark feathery black wings on her back, opened they reveal just a hint of gray on the underside. Not that anyone SEES that side.
Small Pic: Is Here
Personality: A small, sleek she-cat, who as a grudge against the world. She will be the one to take it over, even if it's the last thing she ever does. The super-villan goth, if you will.
History:I'm not telling. Pfft.
IC(I took it from FOF2.): Tigerpelt stood directly behind the ranks, the fire corsing up behind her, illuminating the light, and leaving her as a dark spot, the edges of her body enforced with an orange glow. She looked powerful, standing there, all but snarling, and screaming at the top of her lungs, directing her Clan to safety. Which was not here. No, it was far, far away from here. GhostClan itself might not even be safe.
"Go! Go to GhostClan, and get there fast!"
She shrieked, not even sure who was listening to her anymore.
Ravenfur. Where was she, the medicine cat, her niece? Her eyes darted around frantically, looking for any sign of the black and white medicine cat's fur. Oh crap, she couldn't die! She was her niece, let alone the last medicine cat around! The apprentices, and Lastwind seemed to have gone!
And there she was. Raven stumbled out of the fire, jaw opening as she spit out a mouthful of blood and ashes. The herbs she had gone for-destroyed. The medicine cat stumbled drunkenly over to Tigerpelt, falling to the ground, terrified eyes snapping into Tigerpelt's, making the leader step backwards with shock. Slowly, horsely, spitting out more blood, the black and white she-cat gurggled,
"The stars have left us..."
Before her eyes clouded over, and the rest of the cat's body slumped forward onto the ground, blank blue eyes watching nothing....
Password: I know and you don't. Read the rules.
Other: I'm... Tigerpelt?
I ACCEPT MYSELF! WHOO!