Jaysong

PERSONALITY,

Jaysong is a gentle and quiet cat. She only really speaks when it is necessary and she needs to get a point across. She loves kits and respects her elders.

Jaysong enjoys being alone. She will go out into the forest sometimes just to be allone, occasionally falling asleep in the forest.

Jay isn't the kind to hold a relationship. She just isn't. She's never been interested in long-lasting or short-lasting relationships.

HISTORY,

Kit:
Jaysong had a mostly normal kithood. She was loved and cared for by her Mother and Father and respected her elders.

The only thing that was abnormal about Jay, was her occasional refusal to play with the other kits. She didn't like them. She thought that they could be doing better things than fantasizing about being a leader. She actually wanted to be a leader, and she should have been doing better things than pretending to be a leader or pretending to battle.

Apprentice:
When Jaysong was apprenticed, she began to be nice to her former nursery-mates. The more she learned, the calmer she became.

Jaysong was trained hard by Laurelfoot, a senior ShadowClan warrior. She adored and respected her mentor. She aspired to be just like the older she-cat.

The more that Jaysong trained, the more that Jay realized she wanted to be an extraordinary warrior instead of a leader.

Warrior:
Jaysong works hard to be a good warrior and a clanmate. She still prefers to be alone but occasionally socializes just for fun. Jaysong realized that she loves kits so she goes to visit the kits and hopes that she'll one day have an apprentice to torture, err.. train.

RP SAMPLE

The trees towered high above me. Birds sung their precious songs while honey bees buzzed away at the daisies that grew under an oak tree. I sat by a small stream contemplating whether it would be wise to catch fish or land prey.

Play to your strengths, I thought, smiling at the stream.

I crouched in front of the stream. A decent-sized school of minnows swam by. I watched a particularly large minnow swim close to me.

I waited patiently for it. The delicious taste of minnow bathed my tongue as I waited for it. Then, at that minute, I struck at the large minnow. I grasped it with my claw and quickly yanked my paw out of the water.

I just might have a successful hunting session.