Fire that Burns Brightly

Name: Fire that Burns Brightly

Tribe: Tribe of the Silver Moon

Rank: Lead Cave Guard

Age: Nine Moons

Gender: She-cat

Picture: N/A

Description: Fire that Burns Brightly is a small she-cat with flame-colored fur. She is battle-scarred and she has a slash mark over her right eye. She has watchful indigo eyes that are always alert. Her tail is unusually long and she used it to her advantage in strange ways.

Personality: Fire is dangerously ambitious and power-hungry, but she can control her ambition and live a normal life. She is always willing to help--possibly to improve her popularity, but maybe to be just a good tribe cat. Her ambition is sometimes roused, though she never lets it cloud her loyalty to the tribe. Underneath it all, she is quite a nice cat, but does not let it show… often. Total tribe domination lingers in the back of her mind, but she doesn’t go there that often. Meadow knows of this ambition. Is this the reason she appoint Fire as her cave guard...

History: Fire was not born into the tribe. No cat, save Meadow, knows this. Meadow found her as a young kit while searching for herbs. She secretly snuck Fire into the camp, though no one paid any attention to the new comer. She grew up strong and she became a cave guard for her love of fighting. Fire knew how to hunt because she learned how as a young cat. Slowly, she worked her way to lead cave-guard. Her only real friend is Meadow, because no one pays her much attention.

Example of rping: Fire let out a long sigh. She had, again, been ignored by the cat she shared prey with. No one ever really paid her much attention, though it still angered her. Suddenly her ears pricked as she smelled an enemy cat. There were no real boundaries, though casing a cat was her favorite pastime. “Get off our territory,” she spat. “Feisty, aren’t you,” a familiar voice mewed. It as Wolf that Howls to the Moon, her friend from the Tribe of Running Twilight.

Fantastically played out :3
Accepted!

~Meadow Where The Herbs Grow