Posishon(What Character)-
RiverClan Cat
All her info- Justicepaw
I haven't roleplayed with her yet, so here's a random sample of one of my posts from a non-warriors rp:
She ran towards the red ball of fire, leaping into the sun.
There she could see clearly; her brother Mercury. Eating the entire sun; all the flames.
He was growing larger and larger, and he turned around and looked at her.
He waved and opened his mouth, breathing fire all over her and killing her in the process.
Venus jerked open from her dream.
She breathed quickly, blinking her eyes a couple of times to clear the vision from her head. "It was just a dream," she said out loud to herself. She was sleeping on the gray couch in her apartment. Well, technically it wasn't hers; it had been abandoned for the past 25 years and so she had claimed it as her own. Quickly she got up. Her adrenaline had been going as soon as she had jerked awake, and so she had no problem getting out of bed. Her cheek was stained with blood, and there was a gash on her neck that was still half bleeding from last night's fight. She checked the couch. There was some of her blood stained on it. "I'd better get going." She said. She'd been followed and attacked last night by someone who worked for the Untamed. She'd been drugged a few hours before, so she was only half aware of her surroundings at the time; therefore an easy target. There had been a fight, and although Venus had won, she'd been injured.
She grabbed a book, grabbed the door handle, twisted it, opened the door, and walked outside to the coffeehouse. She never actually drank the coffee; however she liked to sit down there for a while and read to clear her thoughts. She preferred tea over coffee, but had forgot to make some before she left. Quickly, she got ready to headed over to where she usually sat. However, as soon as she walked through the doorway she saw that it was already occupied. She let a hostile look take over her eyes, put her book in her small bag ( looks like an extremely small black bag. could be mistaken for a purse. empty inside except for the book she put in. )
She briskly walked towards the woman occupying it, but to other people she looked like she was just casually walking; she was a regular here, and she usually walked quickly when she came. "Who are you?" She inquired, looking intensely at the woman. To a stranger, it might have looked like she was angry enough to want to slap the woman ( Skylar ) with her small bag. She could feel a strong aura coming from the miss, and could tell she had a powerful power. However, this did not scare her; she had an equally strong ability, and she could always count on her celestial spirits. At least, the ones who actually had brains. She had a feeling one or two of the celestial spirits she had made contracts with had only accepted because they were attracted to her appearance and not because they wanted to help her. That's how some of them acted, at least.