Rainheart

Name: Rainheart
Gender: Female
Clan: RiverClan
Rank: Warrior

Looks: Rainheart is a she-cat with short, light-gray fur with a darker patch on her chest, over her heart. Her eyes are round, and a bright amber. She has a long tail and large paws as well.
Personality: Rainheart is lazy, usually prefering to lounge around and decorate her den rather than go out on patrols. However, she is extremely loyal and would never turn her back on her Clan. Usually, she's caring, but sometimes worries a bit too much. Rainheart can also be clumsy, but is nevertheless patient, especially with herself.
Birth: RiverClan

History: Nothing particularly exciting happened in her life.
RP Sample: Frostkit gave a desperate mewl. "Mother!"
Again, he tried to call. "Mother!!"
But when no one answered, he shivered with fear, his bright white pelt ruffled by the freezing, merciless wind. If he stayed much longer, he would probably freeze. Deathly afraid and cold, he crawled under a bush, hoping that it would keep him warm. It was probably in vain, but he still believed he was in StarClan's paws.
And soon, he lost consciousness, falling asleep under the holly. Maybe his bright white pelt would reveal him, and he hoped it would be a warrior, one who wasn't hostile.
He woke up still in the darkness, but there was a soft feeling on his back. Was it maybe... a queen's fur?
He looked up to see foreign green eyes and the face of a tabby she-cat, with long fur and large ears. But somehow, her countenance was comforting.
"H-How did I get here?" Frostkit stammered, shrinking.
"My mate found you, of course," the queen said, leaning back a bit. "We found you on the border of our territory, under a spiky bush. And of course, we couldn't just leave you."

Honestly, Frostkit was rather annoyed with this queen's jolly mien, but at least she didn't reject him. Sighing, he looked to his left, and suddenly jumped back, letting out a cry. A light, sandy-brown she-kit was staring him directly in the face, her amber eyes burning into him. "Hello," she said calmly, her eyes still glowing with the same enthusiasm.

"Don't do that!" Frostkit hissed.

The she-kit sighed, sitting back and shaking her head. "You are so sensitive. What happened to your mother?"

"I-I don't really know," he stammered.

"Anyway," the tan cat said, "My name's Honeykit." She gave a toothy grin, and Frostkit guessed that she wasn't good at first impressions. At least he wouldn't have to live with her forever.

Nice! Approved.

it's good. nice to have another riverclan cat ^^