Post by anima on Mar 9, 2009 22:23:34 GMT -5
Full Name: Rika Espera
Prefers To Be Called: Rika
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Class: Rider
Creature: N/A
Physical Appearance:
Rika is a medium sized girl, standing at about 5'4", and weighing in at about 125lbs. Overall, she is somewhat skinny but not overly much, with slight muscle tone contributing to her strong athletic abilities. She's endurance sprinter, not going as fast as some, but being able to maintain her speed for a considerable amount of time. She however, sacrifices considerable strength for her speed and agility, and does not do well in hand to hand combat.
She has intense blue eyes, and medium to long blonde hair which she usually keeps tied up in a high ponytail which falls all around her head. Her clothing consists of a tight orange sleeveless turtleneck, forest green shorts, dark green and black gloves, her right glove's cuff ending abruptly by the cuff, and her left glove's cuff extending to her elbow. Past her gloves is a matching armband on each arm. on her feet she wears dark green hiking boots, and long orange Leg warmers.
Personality:
Rika is a pleasant girl, mildly shy but not to the point of being unable to converse properly. She enjoys being around nature, finding the sheer unpredictability of it exciting and beautiful, it's wildlife busy and curious, and the scenery magnificent. She often wanders around by herself, thinking, and enjoying the view. That is, when she isn't running.
She doesn't like fighting much, but finds her strengths in running instead. She practices parkour -- the art of finding the fastest route from one point to another and taking it. While running, her eyes are always darting about, searching for the next shortcut, identifying her obstacles and always avoiding confrontation. Running like this, she makes up for her lack of brute strength by simply avoiding any fight.
Short Sample Post:
Today was a cloudy day, with rain sprinkling down over the territory, and Skytail was resting outside the nursery, leaving Moonkit with Trailclaw and her kits. Well, at least she hoped he was still in there, but that seemed a but much to ask. Despite being another moon closer to apprenticeship, the kit was still as adventurous as ever. Even worse, he was bringing Coldkit out on his adventures as well. Since the news about NightClan, she and Trailclaw had been taking turns watching the kits making sure they didn't go out on their own again, leaving no moment where neither one of them was watching them.
Skytail glanced around and spotted Sablefox approaching. Though she wasn't at all sure if the rest of the clan had noticed, but she could see the tom's social skills were improving. He certainly didn't seem as aggressive as he had been in the past, and he wasn't cringing as much around the she-cats of the clan, though it was still quite clear that it would be a while if ever before he was completely comfortable with them.
The sable tom dropped a mouse at her paws, a bit wet, but a nice piece of fresh kill considering the rain. As Sablefox tried to apologize for the damp mouse, Skytail couldn't help giving off a soft purr of amusement. "Thank you Sablefox, and there's no need to apologize." She said warmly, dipping her head down to take a bite from the mouse. After swallowing the first morsel, she glanced up to the tom again. "Everything going alright on your patrols? No one giving you a hard time still are they?" She inquired. The queen had once been among those who hated the tom's very existence, but after realizing the truth, she grew to accept him more, and even at times, such as this, the queen would treat him like he was her own kit, concerned over his well being.
Prefers To Be Called: Rika
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Class: Rider
Creature: N/A
Physical Appearance:
Rika is a medium sized girl, standing at about 5'4", and weighing in at about 125lbs. Overall, she is somewhat skinny but not overly much, with slight muscle tone contributing to her strong athletic abilities. She's endurance sprinter, not going as fast as some, but being able to maintain her speed for a considerable amount of time. She however, sacrifices considerable strength for her speed and agility, and does not do well in hand to hand combat.
She has intense blue eyes, and medium to long blonde hair which she usually keeps tied up in a high ponytail which falls all around her head. Her clothing consists of a tight orange sleeveless turtleneck, forest green shorts, dark green and black gloves, her right glove's cuff ending abruptly by the cuff, and her left glove's cuff extending to her elbow. Past her gloves is a matching armband on each arm. on her feet she wears dark green hiking boots, and long orange Leg warmers.
Personality:
Rika is a pleasant girl, mildly shy but not to the point of being unable to converse properly. She enjoys being around nature, finding the sheer unpredictability of it exciting and beautiful, it's wildlife busy and curious, and the scenery magnificent. She often wanders around by herself, thinking, and enjoying the view. That is, when she isn't running.
She doesn't like fighting much, but finds her strengths in running instead. She practices parkour -- the art of finding the fastest route from one point to another and taking it. While running, her eyes are always darting about, searching for the next shortcut, identifying her obstacles and always avoiding confrontation. Running like this, she makes up for her lack of brute strength by simply avoiding any fight.
Short Sample Post:
Today was a cloudy day, with rain sprinkling down over the territory, and Skytail was resting outside the nursery, leaving Moonkit with Trailclaw and her kits. Well, at least she hoped he was still in there, but that seemed a but much to ask. Despite being another moon closer to apprenticeship, the kit was still as adventurous as ever. Even worse, he was bringing Coldkit out on his adventures as well. Since the news about NightClan, she and Trailclaw had been taking turns watching the kits making sure they didn't go out on their own again, leaving no moment where neither one of them was watching them.
Skytail glanced around and spotted Sablefox approaching. Though she wasn't at all sure if the rest of the clan had noticed, but she could see the tom's social skills were improving. He certainly didn't seem as aggressive as he had been in the past, and he wasn't cringing as much around the she-cats of the clan, though it was still quite clear that it would be a while if ever before he was completely comfortable with them.
The sable tom dropped a mouse at her paws, a bit wet, but a nice piece of fresh kill considering the rain. As Sablefox tried to apologize for the damp mouse, Skytail couldn't help giving off a soft purr of amusement. "Thank you Sablefox, and there's no need to apologize." She said warmly, dipping her head down to take a bite from the mouse. After swallowing the first morsel, she glanced up to the tom again. "Everything going alright on your patrols? No one giving you a hard time still are they?" She inquired. The queen had once been among those who hated the tom's very existence, but after realizing the truth, she grew to accept him more, and even at times, such as this, the queen would treat him like he was her own kit, concerned over his well being.
