Post by Rawr... I'm here to eat you! on Apr 11, 2007 4:40:28 GMT -5
Name: Arcaneflame (May I be the leader? I'll change the name if you allow.)
Clan: JanuaryClan
Position: Leader
Age: 70
Gender: She-cat
Power: Transforms into a miniature dragon-cat with leathery wings, dragon tail, cat body, face, and fur, dragon claws, and can spit fire.
Picture: Ummm… www.kohomban.net/cats/orrange-looking.jpg When she hasn't transformed. I'll work on her transformed picture.
Appearance: She has a medium length light orange base coat which is very soft, with black markings on her fur. Her tail is very pale, a cream-like colour due to some mutation-like happening in her genes. Arcaneflame has emerald green eyes that seem to have golden flecks in them when light is reflected, though this does not happen very often (Her eyes would be just slightly glowing in the cave), and perked ears which are small and long. She also has normal paws except her hind legs with 5 toes each. Her tail is long and bushy, which twitches when she wants to distract people and when she is thinking. She is an excellent fighter, and a good strategist. However, she couldn't hunt and run fast presently. She has no flaws in her pelt except for a set of 3 parallel slashes down her left thigh, and recently 4 scars, beside each other, on her left shoulder. She is lean, but her muscles are powerful and well-toned from the fights. Her pelt hides a collection of scars, permanent or healing, under it. She has a mouth full of sharp silver teeth, and long fangs. She looks like a patch of burning fire in contrast with the stark white of the snow, but when she transforms she looks like a snowy dragon/cat.
Personality: A fiery she-cat, Arcaneflame could not sit still for a moment. She loves to help others in times of need, and just can't help being as passionate as fire. Her happy-go-lucky attitude doesn't mean that she is muddleheaded; she can be very cool and collected at times – especially during battles. Talking about battles, she is a well-known fighter throughout the places where she visited and the clans where she resides at now. She is fiercely loyal. Her battle wounds are hindering her, but they would heal soon. Arcaneflame likes to plan out battle strategies in her head and learn about medicine cats' skills. She has a temper that flares easily, and that is feared throughout the clans, for this cat can cause a lot of trouble if you annoy her, or get on her bad side. Arcaneflame is slightly protective, but in no means motherly.
Past: Arcaneflame was born in a tribe originally—The Tribe of Shining Stars which was led by Grassweaver. Her original name was Arcane Shimmers in the Flame, thus Arcane. Her tribe had flourished in the forest which they inhabited, but one day disaster struck. Arcane had been out hunting; she could hunt well at that time. She saw a large pack of wild dogs in the forest, ripping up small plants and tearing the bark of the trees, and not to mention clawing to death any prey. They chewed the creatures up and spat them out, literally wasting food. Arcane was horrified. She endeavoured to escape and warn her tribe, but it was too late. A large dog crushed her with its huge body and ran a paw with claws down her left leg. Arcane, in her pain, bit down on its paw and dashed away when it leapt off howling. She ran towards her tribe and tried to warn them, but the pack closed on her again. She was cornered by three of the brutes. They lunged at her, one by one, but Arcane dodged them, just barely. She limped off when they were untangling themselves from each other and fell into a river. The river carried her far away from the tribe's lands and washed her up on friendly shores and she was rescued. Her warrior name is made up of parts of her tribe name. She once returned to look for her tribe, only to have them tell her about the prophecy, the blood moon, and how she brought disaster to them. They chased her away, with Grassweaver leading them. She now knew about her past, and why her father was never there. She was born in a night of red moon, which was unusual, and received a prophecy. Her father was chased away because they thought he had brought the prophecy of "Misfortune to those who brought her up, luck to those who helped her grow and death to those who betrayed her". She never returned.
Example IC: Arcaneflame glanced around the clearing, her claws unsheathed and tail twitching. The gang of cats were surrounding her, each with a grin dripping with malice on his face. She could see the well-toned muscles bunching as they crouched, ready to spring. A few of them bore recent claw and fang marks on their faces. The orange she-cat knew she was trapped by Betrayal again. She coiled her own steel springs and lowered herself, silently working out the distance. The tree in front of her was too far to try for. A few rogues were blocking it anyway. The one to the left was half-dead, and the tree in the west was the only feasible option, the only one that would bear her weight once she transformed. Arcaneflame let her emerald gaze slide over each cat carelessly, as if she was looking for a way out, but in reality she was counting their numbers. The twenty or so of them outnumbered her; that was plain to see. What she, and only she, knew was that very soon there would be no numbers at all. The orange warrior needed a tree to take off. Arcaneflame locked her eyes onto a night-black tom and smiled slightly, daring him to attack.
Other: May I become the leader? I'm planning to make some other cats soon, but I really can't miss January. It's… umm… are you a girl or a boy? I can't tell the reason if you're different gender. Private reasons, you see. ^w^ She has nine lives left if she can become a leader!
Codeword: Songs
EDIT: Okay, the picture of her transformed is up. Drawn in Microsoft paint with... a mouse... So it sucks... X.X i172.photobucket.com/albums/w8/arcaneflame/sffsgdrtu.jpg
Clan: JanuaryClan
Position: Leader
Age: 70
Gender: She-cat
Power: Transforms into a miniature dragon-cat with leathery wings, dragon tail, cat body, face, and fur, dragon claws, and can spit fire.
Picture: Ummm… www.kohomban.net/cats/orrange-looking.jpg When she hasn't transformed. I'll work on her transformed picture.
Appearance: She has a medium length light orange base coat which is very soft, with black markings on her fur. Her tail is very pale, a cream-like colour due to some mutation-like happening in her genes. Arcaneflame has emerald green eyes that seem to have golden flecks in them when light is reflected, though this does not happen very often (Her eyes would be just slightly glowing in the cave), and perked ears which are small and long. She also has normal paws except her hind legs with 5 toes each. Her tail is long and bushy, which twitches when she wants to distract people and when she is thinking. She is an excellent fighter, and a good strategist. However, she couldn't hunt and run fast presently. She has no flaws in her pelt except for a set of 3 parallel slashes down her left thigh, and recently 4 scars, beside each other, on her left shoulder. She is lean, but her muscles are powerful and well-toned from the fights. Her pelt hides a collection of scars, permanent or healing, under it. She has a mouth full of sharp silver teeth, and long fangs. She looks like a patch of burning fire in contrast with the stark white of the snow, but when she transforms she looks like a snowy dragon/cat.
Personality: A fiery she-cat, Arcaneflame could not sit still for a moment. She loves to help others in times of need, and just can't help being as passionate as fire. Her happy-go-lucky attitude doesn't mean that she is muddleheaded; she can be very cool and collected at times – especially during battles. Talking about battles, she is a well-known fighter throughout the places where she visited and the clans where she resides at now. She is fiercely loyal. Her battle wounds are hindering her, but they would heal soon. Arcaneflame likes to plan out battle strategies in her head and learn about medicine cats' skills. She has a temper that flares easily, and that is feared throughout the clans, for this cat can cause a lot of trouble if you annoy her, or get on her bad side. Arcaneflame is slightly protective, but in no means motherly.
Past: Arcaneflame was born in a tribe originally—The Tribe of Shining Stars which was led by Grassweaver. Her original name was Arcane Shimmers in the Flame, thus Arcane. Her tribe had flourished in the forest which they inhabited, but one day disaster struck. Arcane had been out hunting; she could hunt well at that time. She saw a large pack of wild dogs in the forest, ripping up small plants and tearing the bark of the trees, and not to mention clawing to death any prey. They chewed the creatures up and spat them out, literally wasting food. Arcane was horrified. She endeavoured to escape and warn her tribe, but it was too late. A large dog crushed her with its huge body and ran a paw with claws down her left leg. Arcane, in her pain, bit down on its paw and dashed away when it leapt off howling. She ran towards her tribe and tried to warn them, but the pack closed on her again. She was cornered by three of the brutes. They lunged at her, one by one, but Arcane dodged them, just barely. She limped off when they were untangling themselves from each other and fell into a river. The river carried her far away from the tribe's lands and washed her up on friendly shores and she was rescued. Her warrior name is made up of parts of her tribe name. She once returned to look for her tribe, only to have them tell her about the prophecy, the blood moon, and how she brought disaster to them. They chased her away, with Grassweaver leading them. She now knew about her past, and why her father was never there. She was born in a night of red moon, which was unusual, and received a prophecy. Her father was chased away because they thought he had brought the prophecy of "Misfortune to those who brought her up, luck to those who helped her grow and death to those who betrayed her". She never returned.
Example IC: Arcaneflame glanced around the clearing, her claws unsheathed and tail twitching. The gang of cats were surrounding her, each with a grin dripping with malice on his face. She could see the well-toned muscles bunching as they crouched, ready to spring. A few of them bore recent claw and fang marks on their faces. The orange she-cat knew she was trapped by Betrayal again. She coiled her own steel springs and lowered herself, silently working out the distance. The tree in front of her was too far to try for. A few rogues were blocking it anyway. The one to the left was half-dead, and the tree in the west was the only feasible option, the only one that would bear her weight once she transformed. Arcaneflame let her emerald gaze slide over each cat carelessly, as if she was looking for a way out, but in reality she was counting their numbers. The twenty or so of them outnumbered her; that was plain to see. What she, and only she, knew was that very soon there would be no numbers at all. The orange warrior needed a tree to take off. Arcaneflame locked her eyes onto a night-black tom and smiled slightly, daring him to attack.
Other: May I become the leader? I'm planning to make some other cats soon, but I really can't miss January. It's… umm… are you a girl or a boy? I can't tell the reason if you're different gender. Private reasons, you see. ^w^ She has nine lives left if she can become a leader!
Codeword: Songs
EDIT: Okay, the picture of her transformed is up. Drawn in Microsoft paint with... a mouse... So it sucks... X.X i172.photobucket.com/albums/w8/arcaneflame/sffsgdrtu.jpg