Post by sunniful no one on Mar 13, 2009 17:10:18 GMT -8
i am stronger than you.
<< i am stronger than us.
<< i am stronger than us.
Name:
Poppy is for the way her eyes are so bright, flowery and lively. Burst fur her forthright personality. Both names were named for the liveliness of her, how does this make you react, hur?
Clan:
She can be rough, tough, and... sweet? Poppy is born and raised with pure blood of Stealthclan. She has always lived there, she has become accustomed to its ways and territory. She wouldn't be able to adjust to any other clan. No matter that she doesn't always like her clan. She is of Stealthclan and is positive that she would never leave it, unlike her sister.
Rank:
She was a simple kit, and then raised up to a warrior apprentice. As of this very day she lives in Stealthclan, baring the rank and name of a warrior.
Age:
She is fourteen moons, however young, she is known for her playful antics. She is the same age as her Brookclan sister, and is the older sibling of the two.
Gender:
Girl; Female; She; Woman; Warrioress
Appearance:
Her appearance is a rather elegant simplicity. She is freckled with a warm brown-black. But the majority of her is a rich cream. Her coloring happens to be more vivid that her sister's paling appearance. Her back is speckled, as if by splashed paint. her paws are seemingly caked in what appears to be a mud-like substance, a crumbling wall. But really only reflects the muck color that licks at her legs and tail.
Upon her head are a pair of perfectly intact hearers, one smothered in onyx and the other a light alabaster color than any other part of her bod. And coming to this is her tall, well-framed figure. She is neat, and very athletic. She has darting forepaws which lend her the odd ability to possess the skill of fishing. Her hind legs are more muscular, due to having to picked up to high to avoid being caught in the marshy turf. Her face is well rounded and carries a more innocent, child-like appearance that she detests.
Her throat and chest are ones of jewels, that seem to be plain except for the small blemish that marks her neck and draws upwards like a pendent on string.
Her eyes are a pale block gray, with hints of the blue that her sister and mother had. She lacks this extreme mark of beauty, and gains her still-like eyes from her father. They appear not to share expression or emotion, but really they just like the characteristic and light that others, its not that she has less, but they have... More? They are a silver-steel color that makes to biggest of warriors feel small, and others feel as if she knows all their secrets. Which isn't the case, thats just the way she is.
Personality:
She is another side to her sister's cherry exterior.
She is daring and courageous, the one you send on a suicide mission. She isn't afraid to bend or break the rules that have been set in stone for moons. She is brave and cocky to a fault. Don't get me wrong, she is caring, but she always knows how to push aside her feelings and put the mission first. The whole idea of searching deep within herself to find courage, well, she ridicules it. Instead, courage is what floats on top, on the surface, the outer appearance. Instead she dives deep within herself to find it in her heart to put her companions first, humidity, and knowing when to back down.
But besides that one downfall she has another. This fearlessness makes her cocky, easy to distrust, and a bit abrupt. She can seem like she is being rude and not sorry for it, that reason is because she doesn't see it as being rude or far to open.
She loves her sister for no apparent reason, other than the fact that she is her sister. She isn't aloud at their "secret meetings", she doesn't care, she just insists that Wren (her best bud xD) tells her everything that happened to her little sister. She doesn't find fault that she skipped from clan to clan and meets her best friends every so often. She just wants her to be safe. Safe from the wrath of her own clan, for loosing their prize. (In case I didn't make it clear, she is the "prize" because she is an over-achiever, she is banking towards perfect).
History:
Unlike starlit sister, Springdrop, Poppyburst was adored by both mother and father, and would never dream of leaving their adoring arms. However, when her little sister, and only littermate left, her father could have been heart broken. This was one of the very few times in Poppyburst's life when she felt unsure, and doubted herself. Did her parents really love her? Of course they did. When her sister made appearances in all clans she quickly became confused. At a very young stage in her life Poppyburst realized that she hated the feeling she felt at the loss of her sister. She decided to be fearless instead of fearful She just forced herself to do everything she was scared of. At an apprentice age Poppyburst broke almost every rule, including one that no one has discovered. Her best friend she sought was Wren, the tom chosen as medicine cat apprentice, and her sisters friend or representer of Stealthclan. She took him as a brother, and he has been her best friend since. Her and her sister and not spoken to each other apart from gatherings, and always with other. No one seems to trust the two to keep the clan's secrets a secret. But both pledge their heart solely to their clans, and perhaps a few others...?
RP Example:
Hur... Fine, fine.
I stood, my back grazed by the wind. I watched with a fine sense and keen curiosity. What could possibly have been so interesting. Perhaps I might explain the fact that I am a simple kit, peering down upon a... Gathering? Yes, I see the surprise registering now. My face felt slightly numb from the whipping cold. My father and mother were here, so my nursemaid and sister were asleep. All was good, considering the fact that if Springkit ever found out I had come here without her... I shuddered to think of the possibilities those young claws possessed. But I will give you this, I may be slightly... less than before. My round, childish head that I hated so much, rested on my thin, stringy paws. One black-coated ear pinned forward. The other twitching for signs of other unwanted company. No, all was good tonight...
burst into my life, it will hurt.
?.go on, i dare you.
?.go on, i dare you.
