Post by S a p h i r e * on Mar 6, 2009 14:18:01 GMT -6
&&Name:
Falling Snow
&&Age:
36 moons
&&Rank:
Sharpclaw
&&Gender:
Tom
&&Picture:
&&Appearance:
Falling Snow got his name from, the most obvious, his pelt. He has short fur that is easy to groom and that sheds like crazy! His fur keeps him warm during the winter while it keeps him cool during the hot days of summer. His entire pelt is a beautiful snowy white, a color that is hard to live with unless you know how. His white pelt makes it hard for Falling Snow to blend in with his surroundings, but he manages fairly well.
The only part of him that isn't covered in a white and beautiful color is probably his eyes. They are the most vivid green, like pine needles on a tree. They usually catch the attention of most since it's the only part of Falling Snow that can be considered 'colorful'. Falling Snow has long, curved claws that he always keeps sharpened, as well as healthy and strong teeth. His nose has a light shade of pink and he sports long, white whiskers.
&&Personality:
Falling Snow is known to be naturally kind and a born leader. He can be sarcastic and humorous at times but takes most things with the strictest of seriousness. He doesn't like to be called a fool or un-loyal and will punish with words. Falling Snow loves little kits and enjoys taking the time to train CIT's whenever he can.&&History:
As a kit, Falling Snow was always getting into all kinds of trouble. Early on, he managed to get captured by badgers and would have been killed if his fellow Ancients hadn't come and saved him. Falling Snow thought this was exciting and so he strived to go on more adventures as he continued to grow, unknowing by the dangers that he was putting himself through.
When he became a CIT, which was at a rather early age, Falling Snow continued his mischiefs. It was only when another CIT became injured in an expedition that Falling Snow finally begun understanding the risk he was putting himself and his friends in. After that, his adventures started becoming less dangerous and more safe for himself and others.
Falling Snow had never been the one to be nervous, but when it was his time to venture into the underground caves, he was terrified. He had heard all the stories about cats drowning or never coming out of the caves and he was scared that he wouldn't make it. Falling Snow came out a couple of days later, a little shaken but happy with the fact that he had made it out alive. His confidence had increased greatly with this achievement in life.
As a sharpclaw, Falling Snow became some sort of a deputy to his clan, helping out whenever he could and striving toward a better future. Unlike most Sharpclaw's, Falling Snow would hunt for whoever needed it, from elders to queens and injured cats. This earned him respect and a reputation of a strong and kind-hearted Sharpclaw.
Other: I like fudge. xD
Dying Eagle Edit: His power has been purchased and is, "The power is to turn things into ice when you focus on them."
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