Post by phantom on Jun 28, 2009 15:39:03 GMT -5
IINameII Phantomspirit
IIAgeII 12 moons
IIRankII warrior
IIGenderII She-cat
IIClanII Whisperclan
IIPersonalityII Most speak of me being a mysterious cat, which you can say is true. I creep on the edges of my clan, I'm loyal, though I often have to prove it. I'm a quiet cat and a good listener, I suppose you can say that I'm wise for my age. I guess you could say I'm rather shy, that's just how I am, I've always been that way. I respect those around me and I'm not difficult to get along with, I'm just different from others. I sometimes know things and sense things sent by Starclan, its just a small gift that I use for the good of the clans. My belief in Starclan will never waver, no cat will ever dissuade me of their existence.
IIDescriptionII
IIEyesII I've been told that I have beautiful eyes. Apparently they are blue in color and look very soft. They have depths that leave others wondering about me, leaving them curious and wanting to know more. As you get closer to the center they darken into a light gray color with flecks of a color similar to silver. I suppose they are unique, like I am. Did I mention that I've been blind since birth?
IIPeltII My fur is of around a medium length. Its thick and keeps me very warm during the cold leaf-bare season. The undercoat is a mix of different shades of gray but the part that is visible is jet black, the grey undercoat makes it look smoky and almost not quite solid. That is where my surname of Phantom came from.
IIStatureII I'm not a very big cat, I'm actually quite small. I have a small, delicate frame and I'm slim and sleek. My features are soft and well proportioned with the rest of my body. I don't look very strong and its true, I am not a very strong cat. Instead I am quick, and agile. It helps that I am a quick thinker otherwise I would be useless.
IIHistoryII My mother was Windsong and my father was Riverstep. They were both loyal Whisperclan cats and were well respected in the clan. My dad was actually deputy at the time. I had two siblings, both toms. One was called Ravencall, he fell in love with a loner named Frost and left the clan to be with her. My other brother was called Eaglesight, he died saving a kit from a river that flooded. He managed to get the kit out but was pushed into a boulder and fell out of consciousness.
As a kit my parents kept me very sheltered, afraid that because of my blindness I would get hurt. I never played at all, instead I listened to the world around me. During leaf-bare a came down with Green Cough and it spread to my parents who were already weak from lack of prey. They gave the prey to others in the clan, thinking only of the clan. I morned deeply when they joined Starclan.
Many tried to convince me to take the path of a medicine cat, but I knew that wasn't what Starclan wanted me to do. My path was already set, though to what end I do not know. Instead, my mentor was Whitewing, an extremely patient she-cat. She taught me how to do everything without my site. She knew what it was like as she also was blind. She was an elder at the time but regained the title of warrior so she could teach me.
The day I received my warrior name was a sad day. Whitewing went to join Starclan after living a long full life. During that cold night I not only sat the vigil of a warrior but I also sat vigil for her. Her still body lay beside me all night and when the sun rose she was buried. My warrior ship has just begun and I walk the path meant for me without complaint.
IIPictureII
i31.photobucket.com/albums/c385/Nicolexxxxx/OMFG/Deepest_Blue_by_FreakyDreamer.jpg
www.snowcap.jp/snowcap_material/arranz_16months.jpg
IIAgeII 12 moons
IIRankII warrior
IIGenderII She-cat
IIClanII Whisperclan
IIPersonalityII Most speak of me being a mysterious cat, which you can say is true. I creep on the edges of my clan, I'm loyal, though I often have to prove it. I'm a quiet cat and a good listener, I suppose you can say that I'm wise for my age. I guess you could say I'm rather shy, that's just how I am, I've always been that way. I respect those around me and I'm not difficult to get along with, I'm just different from others. I sometimes know things and sense things sent by Starclan, its just a small gift that I use for the good of the clans. My belief in Starclan will never waver, no cat will ever dissuade me of their existence.
IIDescriptionII
IIEyesII I've been told that I have beautiful eyes. Apparently they are blue in color and look very soft. They have depths that leave others wondering about me, leaving them curious and wanting to know more. As you get closer to the center they darken into a light gray color with flecks of a color similar to silver. I suppose they are unique, like I am. Did I mention that I've been blind since birth?
IIPeltII My fur is of around a medium length. Its thick and keeps me very warm during the cold leaf-bare season. The undercoat is a mix of different shades of gray but the part that is visible is jet black, the grey undercoat makes it look smoky and almost not quite solid. That is where my surname of Phantom came from.
IIStatureII I'm not a very big cat, I'm actually quite small. I have a small, delicate frame and I'm slim and sleek. My features are soft and well proportioned with the rest of my body. I don't look very strong and its true, I am not a very strong cat. Instead I am quick, and agile. It helps that I am a quick thinker otherwise I would be useless.
IIHistoryII My mother was Windsong and my father was Riverstep. They were both loyal Whisperclan cats and were well respected in the clan. My dad was actually deputy at the time. I had two siblings, both toms. One was called Ravencall, he fell in love with a loner named Frost and left the clan to be with her. My other brother was called Eaglesight, he died saving a kit from a river that flooded. He managed to get the kit out but was pushed into a boulder and fell out of consciousness.
As a kit my parents kept me very sheltered, afraid that because of my blindness I would get hurt. I never played at all, instead I listened to the world around me. During leaf-bare a came down with Green Cough and it spread to my parents who were already weak from lack of prey. They gave the prey to others in the clan, thinking only of the clan. I morned deeply when they joined Starclan.
Many tried to convince me to take the path of a medicine cat, but I knew that wasn't what Starclan wanted me to do. My path was already set, though to what end I do not know. Instead, my mentor was Whitewing, an extremely patient she-cat. She taught me how to do everything without my site. She knew what it was like as she also was blind. She was an elder at the time but regained the title of warrior so she could teach me.
The day I received my warrior name was a sad day. Whitewing went to join Starclan after living a long full life. During that cold night I not only sat the vigil of a warrior but I also sat vigil for her. Her still body lay beside me all night and when the sun rose she was buried. My warrior ship has just begun and I walk the path meant for me without complaint.
IIPictureII
i31.photobucket.com/albums/c385/Nicolexxxxx/OMFG/Deepest_Blue_by_FreakyDreamer.jpg
www.snowcap.jp/snowcap_material/arranz_16months.jpg
