Ivy's Cat Log

[Ivy♫]

GOLDENCLAN

None, yet.

BROOKCLAN

Larkpaw .:. Female .:. 7 moons
Mate/Crush .:. Open!
Mentor .:. Littlewhisker (Hedgie)
Color .:. FF5566 .:. Red/Orange

HILLCLAN

Heatherfang .:. WIP

BOULDERCLAN

None, yet.

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Kits: 0
Apprentices: 1
Warriors: 0
Elders: 0
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She-cats: 1
Toms: 0
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Total Cats: 1[/size]

[Ivy♫]

<---- Heatherfang
female, twenty moons

RANK: Warrior
ALLIANCE: HillClan
APPEARANCE: Slender, long-haired she-cat whose pelt fades from cream to grey/brown with large, bright blue eyes.

PERSONALITY:

[/u]: Heatherfang is known for her rather facetious brand of humor, and she’s quite good at it. One is never sure whether the warrior is being absolutely serious or the complete opposite, and her jokes are often hard to spot unless you’ve come into contact with her often. That being said, coming into contact with Heatherfang often isn’t very likely at all; her sarcasm coupled with her reluctance to make a scene or even speak too others much renders her alone most of the time. Not every word of her speech is laden with double meanings though, and it is possible to get a straight answer out of her. But if Heatherfang is feeling giddy, it’d be wise to question every word she speaks.

RESERVED: She is normally quiet and reserved, only speaking freely to those she’s known for the longest of times. To the cats she isn’t well acquainted with, Heatherfang is the quiet cat whose only words are those of necessary warmth, not too polite, not too cold. Sometimes it seems as though no cat could break through her obvious reservations against making friends and letting loose, but it has been done. It was just done slowly, and when Heatherfang didn’t have incredibly aggravating trust issues. Her reluctance to join the social scene does cost her when it comes to things like getting to know cats of the opposite sex, and frankly it inhibits her ability to get to know cats of her own sex.

SHARP-TONGUED: If Heatherfang does happen to get to know another feline, they ought to expect to get more than a few good licking over their friendship. And no, by lickings, I do not mean sharing tongues. If Heatherfang thinks a friend is being mislead or is letting his or herself be mislead, she will not hesitate to tell them what a mouse brain they’re being. It’s mostly her urge to protect those she has – by some small miracle – grown close to that prompts her impatience with any funny business, and she doesn’t mean any harm by her harsh words. But by the time she has managed to befriend someone, they should be use to her sarcasm and tough love protection tactics.

LOYAL:[/ul]

REASON FOR NAME:

[/u]: Her pelt that ranges in pale cream to dusty grey/brown.
FANG: Heatherfang's skill in hunting earned her the suffix -fang.[/ul]
FAMILY: (list all their family here)

HISTORY: (at least one paragraph for each past rank until you get to your cat's current rank; ie. if they're a warrior, then one paragraph for kit, one paragraph for apprentice, and one paragraph for warrior, and so on and so forth)

RP EXAMPLE: (this can be from anywhere, and it's only required for your first character)

PASSWORD: (find it in the rules! this is needed every time)[/size][/blockquote]

[Ivy♫]

<---- Hawkstripe
male, forty-four moons

RANK: Deputy
ALLIANCE: BrookClan
APPEARANCE: Large, dark brown tom with stripe running along his spine.

PERSONALITY:

[/u]: Surrounding Hawkstripe is a noticeable air of influence and authority; the way he holds himself around his fellow BrookClan cats automatically gives them incentive to behave obediently. He rarely speaks unless he has something important to say, and is known to say absolutely nothing as he leads his daily border patrol out at dawn. He doesn't, however, hold his tongue when he spots something being done incorrectly; Hawkstripe is quite the perfectionist, and often has a hard time containing even the most minor corrections that pop into his mind, even when it comes to his leader. There is obviously something peculiar about the air around the deputy, leaving him secure in his position of authority. It very well might have something to do with his looming size coupled with his social reservations, but Hawkstripe would like to think it's just his skill at his job.

SENTIMENTAL: Hawkstripe carries great value for everything that has happened in the past, and is often unwilling to let old mementos from his early life go. A running joke with his brother is that Hawkstripe has hung onto his first nest throughout all of his moons. Of course, the deputy isn't that attached to his things, he just thinks everything that was important in his history should be kept. This tendency to hold onto things carries on into his duties around the Clan, and he's often seen padding over to the elder's den to listen in on their stories. There's a special place in Hawkstripe's heart for the past; the nostalgic tom jumps at any opportunity to learn more about his Clan's beginnings, eager to learn all there is to learn about his heritage.

PROTECTIVE: A deputy being protective of his Clan is perfectly acceptable, and Hawkstripe is no exception. He had dedicated his life to protecting his fellow BrookClan cats when he became a warrior, and his views are no different now that he's getting on in moons. The tom is extremely careful about keeping the borders strongly scented and marked clearly, keeping the Clan's defenses high, and keeping his warriors strong; Hawkstripe will defend his fellow cats with his life. The deputy pays visits to the nursery in his spare time, smiling silently down at the awestruck kits as he confirms all are healthy and well. The tom is dedicated to guaranteeing BrookClan's past, present, and future is held carefully and kept safe and secure. While his protective nature can get a bit "obsessive" at times, and Hawkstripe has some difficulty reigning it in at times, but it's ultimately a positive trait to have. Doesn't BrookClan deserve a deputy that cares?

HOPELESS ROMANTIC: Despite his gruff nature and silence during everyday life, Hawkstripe has a soft spot for romance and everything to do with puppy -- or kitty -- love. Obviously he doesn't let onto his affinity for that lovey dovey feeling he once had as an apprentice, or he wouldn't be taken seriously as a deputy and possible leader one day; Hawkstripe has always toyed with the notion of choosing a mate for himself, but that just hasn't happened. It doesn't stop him from thinking about it though; he's just too awkward around the she-cats of BrookClan to let any relationships get anywhere further than a polite "hello" or "see you around." The truth is the tom would love to one day end up with kits to call his own, maybe even living long enough to see his grand-kits greet the world, but right now that notion seems impossible. At least, there hasn't been a cat able to break through his reserved, intimidating shell.[/ul]
REASON FOR NAME:

[/u]: The dark, earthy brown coloration of his pelt.
STRIPE: The long, nearly black stripe that runs from between his ears to the tip of his tail.[/ul]
FAMILY:

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Brother :: Mousetooth :: NPC[/ul]
HISTORY:

[/i]. All he wants is to make his Clan great.[/ul]
RP EXAMPLE:

PASSWORD:

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