Post by gaara on Apr 1, 2008 0:42:59 GMT
Character Name:
Sakura
Gender:
She-cat
Age:
12 moons
Clan:
BloodClan
Rank:
Healer
Appearance:
Sakura is a creamy colored she-cat with dark brown eyes. Her fur is thick and slightly on the long side. Her build is slender and lean, perfect for running. Her paws are normal sized. She is slightly under weight for her size but not very. Her creamy colored fur is silky and soft and her step is alwasy soft. She is silent as air when she walks and she has a sertain grace that is hard to match when she moves. Sakura's creamy colored fur has an almost slightly pink tint to it, and her brown eyes flash a green color when she gets mad.
Personality:
Sakura is a kind, good tempered, gentle she-cat. She is a fierce fighter and a superb hunter. She is intelligent and fair with a gentle touch for herbs. She cares for her clanmates dearly and tries her best to do what she can for her friends. Her dream was always to become a healer and even as a kit she showed great skill with herbs and remedies. Her skill in healing is hard to match especially at her age. Sakura is fast on her feet and willing to give her life anyday to protect her friends and clan mates
History:
Sakura's parents both died when she was little. She doesn't even know what they looked like. As a kit she learned how to use herbs from her older sister who was the clan's healer at the time. When she saw Sakura's skills she appointed her, her apprentice and trainined her. Sakura was taught well and she worked ahrd for her sister. But when she turned 10 moons old her sister got hit by a twoleg montser and died. Sakura was then appointed healer of bloodclan.
IC/RP:
Sakura sat on a rock that looked out over a lake. Her creamy fur was ruffled gently as the wind pasted her. Her brown eyes searched the wide expanse of water and she closed her eyes. Then she opened them again and breathed in deeply through her mouth scenting teh air. NO cats were around only a mouse scuttled around bellow her. She pounced gripping the mouse in her jaws killing it with a swift bit to the neck. She quickly bent down to eat it and then licked her muzzle. Her wiskers quivered slightly and she glanced around. She fekt as if she were being watched.
Sakura
Gender:
She-cat
Age:
12 moons
Clan:
BloodClan
Rank:
Healer
Appearance:
Sakura is a creamy colored she-cat with dark brown eyes. Her fur is thick and slightly on the long side. Her build is slender and lean, perfect for running. Her paws are normal sized. She is slightly under weight for her size but not very. Her creamy colored fur is silky and soft and her step is alwasy soft. She is silent as air when she walks and she has a sertain grace that is hard to match when she moves. Sakura's creamy colored fur has an almost slightly pink tint to it, and her brown eyes flash a green color when she gets mad.
Personality:
Sakura is a kind, good tempered, gentle she-cat. She is a fierce fighter and a superb hunter. She is intelligent and fair with a gentle touch for herbs. She cares for her clanmates dearly and tries her best to do what she can for her friends. Her dream was always to become a healer and even as a kit she showed great skill with herbs and remedies. Her skill in healing is hard to match especially at her age. Sakura is fast on her feet and willing to give her life anyday to protect her friends and clan mates
History:
Sakura's parents both died when she was little. She doesn't even know what they looked like. As a kit she learned how to use herbs from her older sister who was the clan's healer at the time. When she saw Sakura's skills she appointed her, her apprentice and trainined her. Sakura was taught well and she worked ahrd for her sister. But when she turned 10 moons old her sister got hit by a twoleg montser and died. Sakura was then appointed healer of bloodclan.
IC/RP:
Sakura sat on a rock that looked out over a lake. Her creamy fur was ruffled gently as the wind pasted her. Her brown eyes searched the wide expanse of water and she closed her eyes. Then she opened them again and breathed in deeply through her mouth scenting teh air. NO cats were around only a mouse scuttled around bellow her. She pounced gripping the mouse in her jaws killing it with a swift bit to the neck. She quickly bent down to eat it and then licked her muzzle. Her wiskers quivered slightly and she glanced around. She fekt as if she were being watched.
