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       Spottedpath
   DIR By: Spottedpath
       Date: December 15, 2012, 2:02 pm
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       Name: Spottedpath
       Age: 36 moons
       Rank: senior windclan warrior
       Appearance: black and gold tortoiseshell with white toes on
       front paws. Bright all seeing green eyes. Long legs and sleek
       fur, a trademark of windclan warriors and unusually long hind
       claws that she knows how to use in a fight.
       Personality: can be very nice and intelligent. But for the most
       part acts like a giant goober. Is very funny and is fun to be
       around. She is very loyal to her clan and becomes very
       protective of those she cares about. She also has a tendancy to
       know things she shouldnt. How she does, she'll never say. She
       also takes her duties very seriously, making her a well trusted
       and reliable cat in the clan. She's also extremely spontaneous
       and can sometimes be hard to control, even if you are her
       leader. She is very prideful of her talents, expessially being
       one of the fastest warriors in the clan.
       History: started off as a loner at the edge of the moor. But as
       she watched the clan cats from a distance, she decided she
       wanted to be apart of it. After joining the clans and enduring
       some ridicule for her past, she became an apprentice and moved
       her way up to a warrior. She continuously devised new battle
       moves and battle strategies to improve her clan, and that was
       how she became a warrior. She doesn't remember much from her
       time as a loner as she was very young when she joined the clan.
       She became an extremely respectable (and fearsome) warrior to
       all the clans, not just her own.
       RP example: Spottedpath crouched low to the ground, the wind
       tugging at her black and gold fur. The warrior in front of her
       began to explain the rules of the race. She ignored him. She new
       the rules. She knew the course. She was going to win this.
       Turning her green eyes on the warm brown body next to her.
       Cedarheart stared at a fixed point in front of her, ears erect,
       tail twitching. Her entire body tense in anticipation. Smirking,
       Spottedpath turned back to the lush green grass around her,
       tensing up as well. From the edge of the territory to the
       Fourtrees and back to camp. That was the route the two she cats
       were to take. Her vision seemed to tunnel as her focus
       increased. Blood pounded in her ears and everything seemed to
       sharpen.
       "Ready." The warrior in front of them said, his tail high in the
       air.
       "Set."
       "Go!"
       He dropped his tail with a swoosh and the two she cats sprang
       forward from their crouched stance, pouring their energy into
       the first spring. Claws out, they tore the ground beneath their
       paws, wads of grass flying out behind them. The grass blurred
       beneath Spottedpath's gaze. Reaching a comfortable pace, she
       looked over to see Cedarheart nose to nose with her. The gold in
       the she cats deep brown eyes glinted in the sun. Neither of them
       were dumb enough to spend their energy so early in the race.
       Rabbits sped across the moor as the two cats pelted over the
       hills. The water of the gorge shone in the bright sun, sparkling
       like diamonds. The sound of paws on earth was the only sound
       that passed between the two. Spottedpath felt like she was
       flying. Nothing could stop her. Pure joy swept up through her
       body as they reached the Fourtrees and they headed in the
       direction of the camp. Let the joy take her over, she sped over
       the moor at full speed, moving as fast as she could. Tossing
       back her head, she let loose a howl of pure joy that she was
       sure could be heard all across the territories. Looking back she
       saw Cedarheart gaining, the same expression of joy plastered on
       her face. The thick bushes that marked the edge of the camp came
       into view as her friend pulled up next to her. Putting their
       remaining energy into the race, they sped toward the camp
       entrance, much to the dismay of a departing cat trying to get
       out of the way.
       #Post#: 4946--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Spottedpath
   DIR By: Spottedpath
       Date: December 29, 2012, 7:22 pm
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       A crappy Spottedpath. Im too lazy to make her look better.
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