Post by .:ShatteredWing:. on May 26, 2009 22:04:26 GMT -5
Name: Icemask
Age: 11 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: MoutainClan
Rank: Medicine cat
Eye Color: Purple (Blind at Birth)
Description:
Age: 11 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: MoutainClan
Rank: Medicine cat
Eye Color: Purple (Blind at Birth)
Description:
Icemask is small for his age, at eleven moons he is still the size of an small apprentice, and still bears some kitten fluff. His coat is pure white, with a darker tail-tip, and a dark face mask. The mask is completely symmetrical, with black covering his eyes up to the brow, his cheeks and down his muzzle. A white teardrop-shape sits in the middle of his face, just big enough to cover the two upper parts of his muzzle, and also reach to the top of his face. Inside the Teardrop is a smaller black heart-shape that is upside down and covers his nose and beaks at the bottom of his eyes. He has a beautiful fluffy face and tail, but most of his body fur is a little shorter. His only scar that he has aquired is one across his right front pad that runs up his leg. His fur is Icy white and sometimes looks blueish.Personality:
Icemask, from the outside, seems like a great role model. He is respectful to his elders and kind to the kits in the clan, and is very mature for his age. He has a certain cool collected feeling abbout him that makes him seem lofty and sophisticated from the outside. Twilightmask keeps most of his true feelings to himself, afraid of what others might think if they knew how he really felt. He has many misgivings about other cats, and has a hard time opening up to anyone. He always acts to calm others around him, and is good at resolving other cat's quarrels, even though he cannot seem to solve his own inner turmoil. He has an overwhelming fear of hieghts because of his father's death, and makes a good medicine cat.History:
Icemask was born to Ripplesstream and Stonestorm, in a snowy leaf-bare. He had two sisters, Dreamkit and Rainkit, who were both lost before they were able to become apprentices (one to greencough, one by a fox). Twilightmask's father (Stonestorm), who had been a very popular warrior in the clan, was killed shortly after his daughters death by rockfall. Icemask became closer to Ripplesstream after his fathe's death mostly because he had no littermates and his mother needed someone to reassure her. Twilightmask became more interested in the path of a medicine cat after he saw the medicine cat treating battle wounds and took intrest in it. He began to ask about the different herbs and medicines and began to like the fact that he could SEE the herb with his nose. He requested to become the medicne cat apprentice instead of having to be useless all his life, and the medicine cat accepted him as her apprentice. (He later got the scar while searching for herbs when he cut himself on twoleg-made ice(glass).RP Example:
Twilightpaw twisted around to the cat entering, bristling as the pawsteps came towards him. A moment later, though, he let his fur lie flat as he sniffed the familiar scent of his mentor, Silverleaf. (going to power play, just so i can do the example(if thats ok)) He dipped his head hurriedly with respect, mistakenly scattering the store of juniper berries.
Silverleaf rolled her eyes "We're running short of Catmint" she mewed. "We used it all in that last bout of Greencough. Do you think tat you could get us some more?" she mewed, sniffing around. "If we have another outbreak, this isn't going to cover it." she said, pulling out a few shriveled leaves.
"Sure" Twilightmask nodded, sheepishly dabbing the berries back into a more orderly pile. "Do you want me to deliver these juniper berries to Longear? He was complaining of a stomachache earlier..."
"Sure" Silverleaf mewed, checking through the other stores. "Just don't let him overdo it! Remember the last time..."
Twilightmask nodded, taking a few juniper berries in his mouth to take to the grouchy elder.
Padding through the camp, he sniffed Ripplesstream laying near the fresh kill pile sunning herself. His brokenhearted mother had still not recovered from the traumatic death of her mate and two kits, and always seemed distant when he tried to talk to her about anything trivial, so he decided not to bother her.
Padding into the Elders den he reeled his head around "Longear, I've brought yout juniper berries...
