Post by Shadowfang on Jul 19, 2007 19:35:05 GMT -5
Name of Cat:Shadowfang
Age:28 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: Shadow
Position: Warrior
Loyalty:9/10
Peltage: He is a solid grey tom with a white sock on his hind foot. His pelt is short haired. He has a scar on his front left shoulderfrom when he was a kit. At the tip of his nose he has a small white spot that was a birth mark when he was born.
Picture (Optional):nope.
Personality: Shadowfang in a loyal warrior to his clan leader. He in not usally a mean cat unless you really tick him which does not happen often. He usally has a since of humar and help when someone is in need of a friend. Most of the time he would help and expect nothing in return
History: Shadowfang was 8 moons old when his mother and fater died in a fire that was set by 2 legs. He was there she saw the whole thing as he wached from the bushes.He was the only kit to survive from the attack of dogs when they were about 3 moons old. The litter of kits was only 4 but he was the only one his mother managed to save. He is very loyal to his clan.
IC: Shadowfang trotted across the clearinig in the camp and left to enter the forest. He was going out on a hunt. He stopped for a minute to drink in the scent of the fresh morning. He picked up the scent of a rabbit and automatic instinct made him crouch down in the hunting stance. He unsheathed his claws as he saw his prey in a pile of leaves nearby scuffling about. Righ at that moment when he was about to pounce another cat had already jumped on the rabbit and bit his neck. Shawowfang trotted out of the bushes over to the young apprentice. It was Greypaw. Great work Greypaw. I shall tell your mentor he is teaching you well. Greypaw reached and picked up the rabbit as they trotted back to camp
Codeword: Notebook
Age:28 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: Shadow
Position: Warrior
Loyalty:9/10
Peltage: He is a solid grey tom with a white sock on his hind foot. His pelt is short haired. He has a scar on his front left shoulderfrom when he was a kit. At the tip of his nose he has a small white spot that was a birth mark when he was born.
Picture (Optional):nope.
Personality: Shadowfang in a loyal warrior to his clan leader. He in not usally a mean cat unless you really tick him which does not happen often. He usally has a since of humar and help when someone is in need of a friend. Most of the time he would help and expect nothing in return
History: Shadowfang was 8 moons old when his mother and fater died in a fire that was set by 2 legs. He was there she saw the whole thing as he wached from the bushes.He was the only kit to survive from the attack of dogs when they were about 3 moons old. The litter of kits was only 4 but he was the only one his mother managed to save. He is very loyal to his clan.
IC: Shadowfang trotted across the clearinig in the camp and left to enter the forest. He was going out on a hunt. He stopped for a minute to drink in the scent of the fresh morning. He picked up the scent of a rabbit and automatic instinct made him crouch down in the hunting stance. He unsheathed his claws as he saw his prey in a pile of leaves nearby scuffling about. Righ at that moment when he was about to pounce another cat had already jumped on the rabbit and bit his neck. Shawowfang trotted out of the bushes over to the young apprentice. It was Greypaw. Great work Greypaw. I shall tell your mentor he is teaching you well. Greypaw reached and picked up the rabbit as they trotted back to camp
Codeword: Notebook