Post by Fine! I'm Kyokata! D:< on Jul 27, 2008 22:40:10 GMT -6
Name: Kyokata Isode
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Pack: Red Moon Spirit Pack, Aka: Akai Tsuki Seirei Pakku
Position: Healer
Race/Breed: Wolf Demon
Appearance:
Human Form – As a human, Kyokata stands at an average height of about five and a half feet, with long, wavy reddish brown hair and hazel-green eyes. She possesses a round face with rosy cheeks and a crooked smile, and her small canine teeth, though noticeably bigger than a human's, are pointed and sharp. In this form she does sport a pair of pale gray ears that are tipped with brown, plus a tail that is pale gray on top, white beneath, and tipped with brown as well.
Wolf Form – As a wolf, Kyokata is pretty weak looking. She is small for a wolf and has small fangs and claws. Her pelt is thinner than the average wolf's and she doesn't have a lot of muscles to show. However, she is slim – not wiry- with enough meat on her bones to be able to throw a bit of her weight around. Her pelt is a gray timber wolf's with pale gray on top with a white underbelly. Her muzzle is brown, as are her tail-tip and ear-tips.
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Personality: While normally she is very outgoing in the pack and is the first to speak out about her opinion, she has a tendency to become very secluded and reserved after the initial "high" of the group conversation wears off. She is thoughtful and doesn't act before thinking through the consequences. Kyokata, while feeling moody like any other person her age, doesn't show emotions well and is usually awkward when angry or gloomy. Because of this, she has tried numerous times to completely erase her emotions, but to little success. She is often confused by her own feelings, even though she has strived to understand everything else outside her mind.
Weaknesses: She is prideful, and soft-spoken, so she won't easily bother someone else for help. She's also not as strong or skilled in battle as her comrades are, leaving her weak to enemies.
Strengths: She's clever at times and knows her medicine effectively. She learns very quickly, and adapts to situations well.
Weapon of choice: Kyokata usually doesn't use her weapon, though she always carries a long dagger with her in case of an emergency.
Rp: Powerful claws ripped at his flank, drawing blood and sending a wave of pain crashing through his body. Was this what it was like to battle? To know that any second could be your last? Fire coursed through the tomcat's veins. Such a wonderful feeling! Such a rush! He unsheathed his own claws and pounced at the attacker, eyes focused only on that cat. All other distractions, other cats, were expelled from his notice. This was the only thing he could worry about now!
Cedarpaw lashed out his forepaw, slicing down on the FireClan apprentice's head. The cat gave a yowl and drew back, blood matting the fur on her face. Blood. Cedarpaw rasped, the pain on his flank returning. His opponent took this opportunity to bowl him over, pinning him with surprisingly powerful paws. She hissed, narrowing her eyes in fury, but Cedarpaw wasn't going to quit. He drew his hind legs into his belly; claws sheathed, and exploded them upward, sending the smaller cat flying off him and into the dirt.
Leaping up, the BrookClan apprentice tensed his muscles, preparing to continue when a yowl startled him from behind and the cats retreated.
"And don't ever come back!" He yowled, the fiery feeling ebbing from his body.
"Don't get carried away, furball." A playful mew sounded, followed by a soft bat to his ear.
Cedarpaw smiled at his sister, Morningpaw, who seemed to have avoided any injuries as far as he could tell.
"Too bad Spottedpaw wasn't here," He reflected, thinking of the hot-blooded she-cat and how she always talked about fighting other clans.
"Good thing, you mean." Morningpaw replied with a giggle, "There would've been no one left for us to fight!"
Password: Midnight
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Pack: Red Moon Spirit Pack, Aka: Akai Tsuki Seirei Pakku
Position: Healer
Race/Breed: Wolf Demon
Appearance:
Human Form – As a human, Kyokata stands at an average height of about five and a half feet, with long, wavy reddish brown hair and hazel-green eyes. She possesses a round face with rosy cheeks and a crooked smile, and her small canine teeth, though noticeably bigger than a human's, are pointed and sharp. In this form she does sport a pair of pale gray ears that are tipped with brown, plus a tail that is pale gray on top, white beneath, and tipped with brown as well.
Wolf Form – As a wolf, Kyokata is pretty weak looking. She is small for a wolf and has small fangs and claws. Her pelt is thinner than the average wolf's and she doesn't have a lot of muscles to show. However, she is slim – not wiry- with enough meat on her bones to be able to throw a bit of her weight around. Her pelt is a gray timber wolf's with pale gray on top with a white underbelly. Her muzzle is brown, as are her tail-tip and ear-tips.
Picture:
Personality: While normally she is very outgoing in the pack and is the first to speak out about her opinion, she has a tendency to become very secluded and reserved after the initial "high" of the group conversation wears off. She is thoughtful and doesn't act before thinking through the consequences. Kyokata, while feeling moody like any other person her age, doesn't show emotions well and is usually awkward when angry or gloomy. Because of this, she has tried numerous times to completely erase her emotions, but to little success. She is often confused by her own feelings, even though she has strived to understand everything else outside her mind.
Weaknesses: She is prideful, and soft-spoken, so she won't easily bother someone else for help. She's also not as strong or skilled in battle as her comrades are, leaving her weak to enemies.
Strengths: She's clever at times and knows her medicine effectively. She learns very quickly, and adapts to situations well.
Weapon of choice: Kyokata usually doesn't use her weapon, though she always carries a long dagger with her in case of an emergency.
Rp: Powerful claws ripped at his flank, drawing blood and sending a wave of pain crashing through his body. Was this what it was like to battle? To know that any second could be your last? Fire coursed through the tomcat's veins. Such a wonderful feeling! Such a rush! He unsheathed his own claws and pounced at the attacker, eyes focused only on that cat. All other distractions, other cats, were expelled from his notice. This was the only thing he could worry about now!
Cedarpaw lashed out his forepaw, slicing down on the FireClan apprentice's head. The cat gave a yowl and drew back, blood matting the fur on her face. Blood. Cedarpaw rasped, the pain on his flank returning. His opponent took this opportunity to bowl him over, pinning him with surprisingly powerful paws. She hissed, narrowing her eyes in fury, but Cedarpaw wasn't going to quit. He drew his hind legs into his belly; claws sheathed, and exploded them upward, sending the smaller cat flying off him and into the dirt.
Leaping up, the BrookClan apprentice tensed his muscles, preparing to continue when a yowl startled him from behind and the cats retreated.
"And don't ever come back!" He yowled, the fiery feeling ebbing from his body.
"Don't get carried away, furball." A playful mew sounded, followed by a soft bat to his ear.
Cedarpaw smiled at his sister, Morningpaw, who seemed to have avoided any injuries as far as he could tell.
"Too bad Spottedpaw wasn't here," He reflected, thinking of the hot-blooded she-cat and how she always talked about fighting other clans.
"Good thing, you mean." Morningpaw replied with a giggle, "There would've been no one left for us to fight!"
Password: Midnight
