Willowbranch-- Riverclan Senior Warrior
Jul 28, 2014 10:41:24 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Jul 28, 2014 10:41:24 GMT -6
Name: Willowbranch
Gender: She-Cat
Age: 58 Moons
Clan: Riverclan
Appearance:
Willowbranch is a beautiful brown and white tortoiseshell, with a black stripe running down her head. She has spearmint green eyes and very long hair. She has a few deep scars and many light scars because of how many battles she has been in.
Personality: Willowbranch is a gentle cat with a kind spirit and a caring attitude. Many have called her the ideal queen, but she could beg to differ because her hunting skills are needed in the clan. She does not care for battle and would avoid it at any cost because she hates blood sheed.
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Example RP:
"Hurry up Willowbranch! It's time for the border patrol!" The Riverclan deputy called with a voice of deep frustration.
"I'm coming." The gentle she-cat grumbled as she padded towards the sleek she-cat. The only thing she hated more than battle was border patrols. She didn't see the point to it! Walking around, making sure nobody was on their side of the border. What's the point if they know that even cats in their own clan go on others territory.
Sighing, she joined her friend and waited to hear where they were going. Their going to send me to border the lake, I just know it! Every time she went on a patrol, the deputy would send Willowbranch to the lake where the most commotion happened. She didn't understand that she-cat.
"Dovecry, Dawnsky, Hazeltail, and Willowbranch will go to the lake." As the deputy said this she smirked at Willowbranch and went on past her to join her patrol.
Growling, the Riverclan cat padded to the three other cats and waited to leave.
Seeing Dovecry approach, she moaned. That tom was always a pain in the tail, always acting like the world was his territory. "Larktalon has chosen me to be the lead of the patrol! So you will all follow me with no question."
Rolling her mint green eyes, Willowbranch follow Dovecry out of camp and to the lake where they would patrol.
Sniffing the moist earth, she could only smell Riverclan, and a hint of Windclan. Nothing to worry about.
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Valor
Gender: She-Cat
Age: 58 Moons
Clan: Riverclan
Appearance:
Willowbranch is a beautiful brown and white tortoiseshell, with a black stripe running down her head. She has spearmint green eyes and very long hair. She has a few deep scars and many light scars because of how many battles she has been in.
Personality: Willowbranch is a gentle cat with a kind spirit and a caring attitude. Many have called her the ideal queen, but she could beg to differ because her hunting skills are needed in the clan. She does not care for battle and would avoid it at any cost because she hates blood sheed.
Bio:
Optional
Picture:
Example RP:
"Hurry up Willowbranch! It's time for the border patrol!" The Riverclan deputy called with a voice of deep frustration.
"I'm coming." The gentle she-cat grumbled as she padded towards the sleek she-cat. The only thing she hated more than battle was border patrols. She didn't see the point to it! Walking around, making sure nobody was on their side of the border. What's the point if they know that even cats in their own clan go on others territory.
Sighing, she joined her friend and waited to hear where they were going. Their going to send me to border the lake, I just know it! Every time she went on a patrol, the deputy would send Willowbranch to the lake where the most commotion happened. She didn't understand that she-cat.
"Dovecry, Dawnsky, Hazeltail, and Willowbranch will go to the lake." As the deputy said this she smirked at Willowbranch and went on past her to join her patrol.
Growling, the Riverclan cat padded to the three other cats and waited to leave.
Seeing Dovecry approach, she moaned. That tom was always a pain in the tail, always acting like the world was his territory. "Larktalon has chosen me to be the lead of the patrol! So you will all follow me with no question."
Rolling her mint green eyes, Willowbranch follow Dovecry out of camp and to the lake where they would patrol.
Sniffing the moist earth, she could only smell Riverclan, and a hint of Windclan. Nothing to worry about.
At the end of your template, include the last word in the Rules and Guidelines post: warriorp.freeforums.net/thread/2/rules-guidelines
Valor
