syd
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"Why won't you date her? Cause shes too RAWR!"
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Post by syd on Jun 6, 2011 15:59:52 GMT -5
Name: Mosswhisker Gender: Tom Clan: Great River Clan Rank: Warrior Wild Cat? no Age: 42 moons
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Fur Color: Brown-Gray Mixture Fur Length: Short Build: Small, a little muscular Eye Color: Light Green Appearance: Mosswhisker is a small, gray brown tom with pale green eyes. He has a scar on his nose, and his ears are slightly ripped. His pelt is shaggy, but his fur is short. His chin and muzzle are white, and his whiskers are long, curve down and are crooked. There are some muscles under his pelt and he sometimes keeps his claws out if he feels in danger. He is missing a claw in his back left leg as well.
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Likes: • Rain • Sleeping • Hunting
Dislikes: • The heat • Irritating Cats • Being Sick
Strengths: • Being Stealthy • Making others happy
Weaknesses: • Low Stamina • Can get distracted easily
Personality: Mosswhisker is a good-natured cat. He is fun and happy towards his clan members, and makes sure they are always prepared. He is playful and funny, but when it comes to battle, he gets serious. He likes to try and be sneaky and smart, but sometimes messes up. He can also sometimes get annoying, always telling stories and saying the most random things. He likes to go out and explore as well, finding nature and the rainforest fascinating. He likes peaceful and relaxing things like the river and the animals. He sometimes shows an angry side as well, but it is hard to get too.
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History: (Gonna make it short cause it's optional). Mosswhisker grew up like any other normal clanner, raised as a kit in the nursery. Of course, he would always be too curious and venture around camp. As an apprentice, he was a little too overconfident and would often hurt himself. Of course, as he got older, he learned how to become a real warrior and valued everything he had learned. He got his scar on his nose from a border scuffle.
Role-play Example: Taken from another site.
It was a quiet afternoon. There was no sun, just pale gray clouds covering the whole sky. There was no wind either, making it muggy. One could tell a storm was soon to come, as there were distant rumbles of thunder out in the distance.
Courtney sat on the bench, staring out to the lake shore. The families who were still there were cleaning up, as the weather had changed from a sunny morning to a gloomy afternoon. She let out a sigh, as the weather seemed to reflect her mood at the moment. She was sad, she felt somewhat cursed with her powers, but she also knew they were a gift is she used them right.
Courtney thought she would sit at the bench for a couple of minutes, before heading home. She decided she would stop somewhere to get food on the way home too, as she heard her stomach growl. Staring at the sky for a few minutes, she realized this weather was calming, and very peaceful. She used her hands and blew a breeze around with her fingers, rustling up a few leaves. Okay, i'm leaving Courtney thought to herself as rumble of thunder sounded above her.
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Post by A B S T R A C T on Jun 6, 2011 16:23:01 GMT -5
Accepted! Welcome to CotA Syd!
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