Post by laura on Jul 2, 2007 16:05:09 GMT -5
Name: Onyxpelt
Gender: Tom cat
Clan: WindClan
Rank: Warrior
Description: Onyxpelt is a thin but masculine cat. He looks small, but he is far from weak. The eager look of him may revile it all, though. His body is powerful, his spring, in fight or hunt, is long and lithe. His fur is a mix of grey with beige patches on various places such as his chest, maw, ears, tail, and paws. He also had darker grey stripes that alternate with a faint white. His eyes are a piercing green, bright and full of mischief.
Pic:
||It was hard to find a picture, so I got one when he was a kit.||
Personality: Onyxpelt isn't the nicest cat, but he gets along. He will be kind to those he chooses, but when he must, he will be kind to the clan at large. He normally picks one cat he favors, and befriends some others. He prefers to have one close friend and a few other friends than a bunch of close friends. Onyx pelt is ready to fight at any stance, his heart raging and itching for the battle. The idea of protecting his clan is always in his head, though he does worry about a lot of little things, too.
History: Born out in the woods by a banished mother, Onyx pelt began his life traveling through odd terrain with his tabby mother and white father. When the first glimpse of clans found the three cats, Onyxpelt was only 7 moons. His parents let him grow up, telling him soon enough, he would go.
At age of 15 moons, Onyxpelt itched to go, his parents uncaring willing to let him. Onyxpelt bounded across lands, in search of the clans.
He searched for a few moons, stumbling over more than cats. The wrath of dogs, humans, and all the items between, held him from his future he hoped to fill.
||I hope that's long enough, I hate histories, but I'll make it longer if you wish.||
IC: The feeling of the leaf-bare's upcoming snow sent an tranquil air about the forest. The last season's soft winds coming to a close, the new season promised to be harsh. The plants rustled, prey hiding in the dying and half-hidden dens and burrows under the undergrowth that grew around bases of trees and the muck of dirt. The cool air began to swirl as a quiet vigil seemed to pass over the forest. Then, the shadows slowly shifted as clouds cast slowly over the fire ball star the Earth called the sun.
A shadow joined in the flurry of shapes, falling over the faint traces of life that cowered in the veiled part of the forest. The frame moved swiftly down, muscles rippling under the grey and beige coat. The paws of the animal hit lightly, as though to be as quiet as possible. The tail twitched, and the creature rounded a bush. It was a cat, his main hue of lighter grey, matched with beige patches and dark grey and white stripes. The white stripes were faint, but noticeable. As the cat continued, he opened his jaw, the ajar mouth scenting about. With nothing he recognized, he let his ears fall back slightly, in a relaxed way. His pads on his grey paws ached slightly,. for he had traveled far to reach a place he hadn't even known about.
With a sigh, the tom moved on, his ears now perked as the prey resulted in the plants that surrounded him. Hungry struck, and he let the growl from his stomach fade. He lowered his lithe body, belly low to the dirt, legs locked to hold his crouch. He pinned back his ears, and let his paws scuffle forward, only a slight noise coming form the cat's movement. He stopped, letting a smell come to his glands. Rabbit, or bird? He picked rabbit, for they were easier to catch, for they couldn't fly.
As he inched forward, the brown body of the unaware rabbit twitched, long ears up, nose quivering as he breathed. The cat stalked closer, and reached out, set to leap. As he shook his rump, body set, he saw the rabbit turn. He leapt, a long distance, and landed where the rabbit had been. It ran, and he had missed his hopeful food. Standing back up, he gave his coat a shake, and moved on.
||I hope that's good enough.||
Codeword: Road Bend
Gender: Tom cat
Clan: WindClan
Rank: Warrior
Description: Onyxpelt is a thin but masculine cat. He looks small, but he is far from weak. The eager look of him may revile it all, though. His body is powerful, his spring, in fight or hunt, is long and lithe. His fur is a mix of grey with beige patches on various places such as his chest, maw, ears, tail, and paws. He also had darker grey stripes that alternate with a faint white. His eyes are a piercing green, bright and full of mischief.
Pic:
||It was hard to find a picture, so I got one when he was a kit.||
Personality: Onyxpelt isn't the nicest cat, but he gets along. He will be kind to those he chooses, but when he must, he will be kind to the clan at large. He normally picks one cat he favors, and befriends some others. He prefers to have one close friend and a few other friends than a bunch of close friends. Onyx pelt is ready to fight at any stance, his heart raging and itching for the battle. The idea of protecting his clan is always in his head, though he does worry about a lot of little things, too.
History: Born out in the woods by a banished mother, Onyx pelt began his life traveling through odd terrain with his tabby mother and white father. When the first glimpse of clans found the three cats, Onyxpelt was only 7 moons. His parents let him grow up, telling him soon enough, he would go.
At age of 15 moons, Onyxpelt itched to go, his parents uncaring willing to let him. Onyxpelt bounded across lands, in search of the clans.
He searched for a few moons, stumbling over more than cats. The wrath of dogs, humans, and all the items between, held him from his future he hoped to fill.
||I hope that's long enough, I hate histories, but I'll make it longer if you wish.||
IC: The feeling of the leaf-bare's upcoming snow sent an tranquil air about the forest. The last season's soft winds coming to a close, the new season promised to be harsh. The plants rustled, prey hiding in the dying and half-hidden dens and burrows under the undergrowth that grew around bases of trees and the muck of dirt. The cool air began to swirl as a quiet vigil seemed to pass over the forest. Then, the shadows slowly shifted as clouds cast slowly over the fire ball star the Earth called the sun.
A shadow joined in the flurry of shapes, falling over the faint traces of life that cowered in the veiled part of the forest. The frame moved swiftly down, muscles rippling under the grey and beige coat. The paws of the animal hit lightly, as though to be as quiet as possible. The tail twitched, and the creature rounded a bush. It was a cat, his main hue of lighter grey, matched with beige patches and dark grey and white stripes. The white stripes were faint, but noticeable. As the cat continued, he opened his jaw, the ajar mouth scenting about. With nothing he recognized, he let his ears fall back slightly, in a relaxed way. His pads on his grey paws ached slightly,. for he had traveled far to reach a place he hadn't even known about.
With a sigh, the tom moved on, his ears now perked as the prey resulted in the plants that surrounded him. Hungry struck, and he let the growl from his stomach fade. He lowered his lithe body, belly low to the dirt, legs locked to hold his crouch. He pinned back his ears, and let his paws scuffle forward, only a slight noise coming form the cat's movement. He stopped, letting a smell come to his glands. Rabbit, or bird? He picked rabbit, for they were easier to catch, for they couldn't fly.
As he inched forward, the brown body of the unaware rabbit twitched, long ears up, nose quivering as he breathed. The cat stalked closer, and reached out, set to leap. As he shook his rump, body set, he saw the rabbit turn. He leapt, a long distance, and landed where the rabbit had been. It ran, and he had missed his hopeful food. Standing back up, he gave his coat a shake, and moved on.
||I hope that's good enough.||
Codeword: Road Bend
Accepted!
