Post by .:neptune< on Sept 4, 2006 17:47:38 GMT -5
Name:
Lightsparrow
Clan:
ThunderClan
Position:
Medicine Cat
Age:
27 moons
Gender:
Male
Peltage:
Lightsparrow is an average sized, pale, sand-colored tabby whith dark amber stripes. His glossy pelt is always kept clean even though he never grows a winter coat, making him freeze in the leaf-bare. His slightly plumed chest, throat and muzzle are an undisturbed white, a color blinding in the sunlight. His paws and underbelly are also white, although they are speckled with flecks of tan. Lightsparrow's fore-legs, shoulders and the mask of his face are a tabby coloring like that of his narrow back. A black stripe runs from the white on the bridge of his nose down to the tip of his long, thin tail, spreding across his flanks in handsome rings.
Picture:
Personality:
Lightsparrow has always been determined to do his best, whether it was the best out of everyone or the worst. He has a large heart and will do whatever it takes to take care of the sick or injured, whether it was good for him or not. He is naturally curious making him a great thinker and a quick learner. He is always thinking of some way to make his poultices better so that he can help more cats. He is careing and is a great person to come to with problems.
IC:
Lightsparrow padded silently from the Fern Tunnel and into his den, placing a large wad of herbs into a pile on the floor. He plopped down and drew a deep breath, taking in the heavy, musty smell of the many plants that he had stored. He could tell by the indevidual scents that he was low on poppy seed and burdock root. He was going to have to go back into the forest to find some. Maybe I could convince an eager apprentice to help? He smiled. There was always an apprentice willing to help. Thank StarClan...
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Lightsparrow
Clan:
ThunderClan
Position:
Medicine Cat
Age:
27 moons
Gender:
Male
Peltage:
Lightsparrow is an average sized, pale, sand-colored tabby whith dark amber stripes. His glossy pelt is always kept clean even though he never grows a winter coat, making him freeze in the leaf-bare. His slightly plumed chest, throat and muzzle are an undisturbed white, a color blinding in the sunlight. His paws and underbelly are also white, although they are speckled with flecks of tan. Lightsparrow's fore-legs, shoulders and the mask of his face are a tabby coloring like that of his narrow back. A black stripe runs from the white on the bridge of his nose down to the tip of his long, thin tail, spreding across his flanks in handsome rings.
Picture:
Personality:
Lightsparrow has always been determined to do his best, whether it was the best out of everyone or the worst. He has a large heart and will do whatever it takes to take care of the sick or injured, whether it was good for him or not. He is naturally curious making him a great thinker and a quick learner. He is always thinking of some way to make his poultices better so that he can help more cats. He is careing and is a great person to come to with problems.
IC:
Lightsparrow padded silently from the Fern Tunnel and into his den, placing a large wad of herbs into a pile on the floor. He plopped down and drew a deep breath, taking in the heavy, musty smell of the many plants that he had stored. He could tell by the indevidual scents that he was low on poppy seed and burdock root. He was going to have to go back into the forest to find some. Maybe I could convince an eager apprentice to help? He smiled. There was always an apprentice willing to help. Thank StarClan...
Code:
past
