Post by tango on Jun 8, 2011 21:02:13 GMT -4
Characters Name:Swiftstripe
Picture (Preferably a real-life photo): deep-pit.webs.com/Tabby_Siamese_Cross_by_Snowyowl88_Stock.jpg
--- bleh dont know how to post as image
Clan:FeatherClan
Position (Warrior, apprentice, elder, queen, rouge, loner, or kittypet):Warrior
Description: Basically a soft grey, almost white. He has darker grey stripes on his face, legs, and tail. His ears are a dark grey. He has soft-blue eyes and is small for a full-grown tom. His agility and speed makes up for small posture. His name is obvious. He was a runt of the litter, and surprisingly the only one that lived.
Example of your role playing: He crouched silently, his small frame pressed lightly on the ground, blue eyes glowing with anticipation. His prey was inches in front of him, and temptation lighted his nose, but he resisted the urge. Wait for it... wait for it... NOW! Like a flash of lightning he struck, round forepaws seizing his prey, Swiftstripe quickly killed it with a thanks to StarClan.
The tom picked up his mouse and looked at the sky, it was getting late. His clan would be looking for him soon. His ears swiveled at the sound of a bird alighting in a tree above, but he padded on. He had plently more food buried closer to camp, and he would pick it up on the way back.
Current amount of your characters in other clans:0
Other: No mate or kits. About 12 moons old and is a new warrior.
Picture (Preferably a real-life photo): deep-pit.webs.com/Tabby_Siamese_Cross_by_Snowyowl88_Stock.jpg
--- bleh dont know how to post as image
Clan:FeatherClan
Position (Warrior, apprentice, elder, queen, rouge, loner, or kittypet):Warrior
Description: Basically a soft grey, almost white. He has darker grey stripes on his face, legs, and tail. His ears are a dark grey. He has soft-blue eyes and is small for a full-grown tom. His agility and speed makes up for small posture. His name is obvious. He was a runt of the litter, and surprisingly the only one that lived.
Example of your role playing: He crouched silently, his small frame pressed lightly on the ground, blue eyes glowing with anticipation. His prey was inches in front of him, and temptation lighted his nose, but he resisted the urge. Wait for it... wait for it... NOW! Like a flash of lightning he struck, round forepaws seizing his prey, Swiftstripe quickly killed it with a thanks to StarClan.
The tom picked up his mouse and looked at the sky, it was getting late. His clan would be looking for him soon. His ears swiveled at the sound of a bird alighting in a tree above, but he padded on. He had plently more food buried closer to camp, and he would pick it up on the way back.
Current amount of your characters in other clans:0
Other: No mate or kits. About 12 moons old and is a new warrior.
