Post by bloodfeather on Nov 26, 2006 2:36:33 GMT -5
Name: Whitefang
Rank: Warrior
Clan: FireClan
Gender: Tom
Age: 18 moons
Picture (Optional):
Physical Description: Whitefang is a strong, swift cat with slim but powerfull muscles. He has a handsome white and silver coat and a long tail. He's a very swift runner and a legendary fighter. His most stunning feature is his mytsic blue eyes. He's quite handsome indeed.
Personality: Whitefang most of the time seems to be a careless laid-back tom. He's always late for everyting and doesn't seem to care at all. However, he can be very serious in battle and deadly protective and loyal to his prescious ones. He claims he has already lost everyone he's ever loved... But usualy he acts cool, calm, careless...However he really does well with teamwork. In general he's quite kind and funny sometimes and is usually around the bush and gets others annoyed easilly. He's patient and very attractive.
History: Whitefang was born to a legendary fighter tom and a pretty she-cat who both he never knew well. His mother died in an attack two moons after his birth. His father trained him hard untill he mysteriously passed away due to an unknown illness. All his kit-hood friends and family have been killed.
IC:
"You're late!" excalimed many cats around the grave. Another cat had died in battle that day.
"I'm sorry, I got lost on the road of life," replied a young Whitefang shrugging sheepishly. His careless eyes hid his sadness for his friend's death.
"Honestly, Whitefang, you'd be late to your own funeral," said a she-cat rolling her eyes skeptically. Whitefang smiled slightly.
"Well, I guess I can't argue with that,"
"Idiot," came the she-cat's reply.
Code Word: Shadowed Light.
Rank: Warrior
Clan: FireClan
Gender: Tom
Age: 18 moons
Picture (Optional):
Physical Description: Whitefang is a strong, swift cat with slim but powerfull muscles. He has a handsome white and silver coat and a long tail. He's a very swift runner and a legendary fighter. His most stunning feature is his mytsic blue eyes. He's quite handsome indeed.
Personality: Whitefang most of the time seems to be a careless laid-back tom. He's always late for everyting and doesn't seem to care at all. However, he can be very serious in battle and deadly protective and loyal to his prescious ones. He claims he has already lost everyone he's ever loved... But usualy he acts cool, calm, careless...However he really does well with teamwork. In general he's quite kind and funny sometimes and is usually around the bush and gets others annoyed easilly. He's patient and very attractive.
History: Whitefang was born to a legendary fighter tom and a pretty she-cat who both he never knew well. His mother died in an attack two moons after his birth. His father trained him hard untill he mysteriously passed away due to an unknown illness. All his kit-hood friends and family have been killed.
IC:
"You're late!" excalimed many cats around the grave. Another cat had died in battle that day.
"I'm sorry, I got lost on the road of life," replied a young Whitefang shrugging sheepishly. His careless eyes hid his sadness for his friend's death.
"Honestly, Whitefang, you'd be late to your own funeral," said a she-cat rolling her eyes skeptically. Whitefang smiled slightly.
"Well, I guess I can't argue with that,"
"Idiot," came the she-cat's reply.
Code Word: Shadowed Light.
