Post by Fishy on Apr 15, 2008 7:43:24 GMT 9
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Name: Tundramask
Clan: PineClan
Gender: She-cat
Status: Warrior
Appearance:
Name: Tundramask
Clan: PineClan
Gender: She-cat
Status: Warrior
Appearance:
A pretty cat isn't she? Her fur gives off a Siamese look since her bloodlines run through that breed. Her fur is short, but not so short that she will always be cold. Her fur is always clean, it's one of her habits, cleaning herself. Tundra's fur is a creamy white with a tinge of very light brown. She's got some brown here and there too. Above her upper lip and around her nose a brown smudge. She also has some lighter brown around her face and ears, getting the last part of her name from this, since it looks like a mask. Decorating her mask are two ice blue jewels, her eyes.Personality:
For a she-cat she is very large. Muscles ripple under her fur. She is quite strong but can be taken down easily since she cleans herself so much even during battles!
What a girly-girl. She loves taking care of herself. Making sure she is clean, taking orders from only her leader. But, just because she cares for herself doesn't mean she won't care for others. She cares for apprentices and kits as if she were their mother, often getting on there nerves.History:
She's usually in a happy and bubbly mood, but at times she can be angry and upset. She likes to fight for what is hers and makes sure everything is in proper order. Which is also a bad thing.
She worries so much about other things that she barely worries about borders and enemies, and so, she never punishes any of her fellow clan mates when they do something out of warrior code. When she does punish them, it's an easy task.
She's also got a bad side, she's a murderer. If you get her so angry she'll justr un out of camp and either kill prey or kill a random cat from the twoleg place and then kill prey. But who knows, one day she actually might kill one of her clan mates.
Kit hood:Kin:
All was good in peaceful in her...twoleg home? Well yes, Tundra was born to two pure Siamese cats. With six other siblings she does not remember. As a kit she left her twoleg garden to venture out into the forest, going through ThunderClan territory un-noticed. She reached ShadowClan and they brought her in, they could always use more cats, right? So, she was given a foster-mother and forgot her whole life as a kittypet.
Apprenticeship:
Taking on the new name of Tundrapaw she recieved her mentor, Candlelight. She trained and hunted, showing that not all kittyets were lazy and ate rabbit dropplings. During the fight with BloodClan her beloved mentor lost his life. She's proved herself better ever since. Though she once went to the twoleg place and killed a poor kittypet, washed the blood off of herself. That's why she cleans herself, even as a warrior she's afraid someone will find out that she is a murderer.
Warriorship:
She took on her great name as Tundramask. She had to make sure her fellow warriors were perfect. And that was her weakness, she wanted to make everything perfect. And if it wasn't perfect, she didn't know what to do, so, she just went out to hunt so that she could kill something, not a cat.
Too many kittypets to name...xDOther:
A sample of me roleplaying with her, none of the characters are from this site:
Ah, sweet perfection. Her clan wouldn't know anything about her past kill. Claw to fur, teeth to blood. As long as she kept herself clean they would never find out. Just one more lick...
"Tundramask, there are a bunch of kittypets claiming they are related to you." That was the mew of Paintedsky.
"Well, hmph, show me to them." Tundramask got to her paws her blue eyes scanning the area. As Paintedsky showed her the way to the kittypets, they looked just like her!
Letting out a slow gasp her eyes opened wide. "Leave, my warriors, leave us." she hissed and watched as the turned and listened to their deputy.
"Who are you?" she hissed slowly to the cats around her. Six cats that looked exactly like her.
"We are your brothers and sisters and you killed mother!"
"Wha-? How...I...that was mother? Well, uh, she deserved it."
"How? How did mother deserve it? Why did you do it?"
"You are all crazy! She never loved me as much as you all, because I was bigger and stronger, and more bossy!"
She took a deep breath before hissing once more, "Now out, out of my territory! I am a kittypet no more!" her heart pounded and she watched as they hastily ran. She turned and padded forwards, it wasn't right! How could that cat have been her mother? Well, in Tundra's eyes. it was time for her to die. Mama never even went after her when she wandered away. Raising a forepaw she sighed, and gave it a swift lick.
"My time will come, I will rule the forest. I will show those rats who used to be my family who is boss around here. Me, I am!" her heart pounded against her chest. "No! no, I mustn't go crazy." her gaze landed on Paintedsky.
"What are you still doing here? I told you to leave!"
"You killed your own mother? Why?"
"You have no business with my business. Now go!"
"Why did you do it Tundramask, why?"
"GO!" Tundra was already mad. She jumped to her paws and clawed at Paintedsky's back. "I suggest you go back to camp and say you were hurt by those kittypets."
"Just get off me!" he cried and bounded away.
"What a stupid cat, not listening to orders from me! I just have to get rid of the evidence. Picking Painted's fur out of her claws and giving herself a quick washing. Closing her eyes softly she made her way back to camp.
"Those dirty twolegs attacked him! They attacked Paintedsky!"
Paintedsky's eyes clouded with anger and fear.
"Yes, they did attack me."
Tundramask gave him a wink and smiled softly. "Quick, get him to the medicine cat, you don't know what filth was in their claws!" she gave a twitch of her tail and went out to find Cruxstar.