Post by forgotten on Jan 16, 2009 13:23:53 GMT -8
Name: Talondawn
Age: 21 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: WindClan
Position: Warrior
Appearance: Musky brown pelt, enchanting green eyes. His tail was clawed off during a battle(literally), and his front-left paw has five toes.
Personality: Talondawn is one of those guys who fails at romance. He wants to have a mate and raise a family, but doesn't really...well..he's too different. Every one looks at him and rebukes him, leaving him to wither away like a flower in the shadows of time. The cats that do talk to him, though, really enjoy his company. Talondawn is very optimistic, gullible, and willing. If you said 'Hey, you're pelt's falling off', he'd look...
RP Example:
Green eyes flickered around the clearing, paws itching to feel the warm flesh of prey beneath them. But being leaf-bare, that meant there was not much prey running. The chilled winds of winter blew against the tom's soft, musky pelt. Bushes and fallen leaves crunched, and Talondawn's ears shot forward. <i>Prey!</i> he thought, excitedly. Maybe he'd catch something today! His body glided over the grassy plain in a rushed leap, lunging toward the rabbit. Claws unsheathed, they grabbed the small creature in victory. A smile found it's way over his lips as he bit into it's neck swiftly. The optimistic male trotted back to WindClan camp, carrying his prize carefully.
He dropped the plump rabbit into the pile, then finding his way to the Warriors' den. "Hey, Talondawn, your pelt is falling off..." a voice whispered into his ear. The tom snapped around, looking his body over. <b>Seriously?!?</b> he screeched, soon to find out he'd fallen for the same trick again. With a good-natured smile, he turned back to the cat. <b>I fell for it again!</b> Talondawn laughed.
+ cruddy post >_< sorry +
Age: 21 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: WindClan
Position: Warrior
Appearance: Musky brown pelt, enchanting green eyes. His tail was clawed off during a battle(literally), and his front-left paw has five toes.
Personality: Talondawn is one of those guys who fails at romance. He wants to have a mate and raise a family, but doesn't really...well..he's too different. Every one looks at him and rebukes him, leaving him to wither away like a flower in the shadows of time. The cats that do talk to him, though, really enjoy his company. Talondawn is very optimistic, gullible, and willing. If you said 'Hey, you're pelt's falling off', he'd look...
RP Example:
Green eyes flickered around the clearing, paws itching to feel the warm flesh of prey beneath them. But being leaf-bare, that meant there was not much prey running. The chilled winds of winter blew against the tom's soft, musky pelt. Bushes and fallen leaves crunched, and Talondawn's ears shot forward. <i>Prey!</i> he thought, excitedly. Maybe he'd catch something today! His body glided over the grassy plain in a rushed leap, lunging toward the rabbit. Claws unsheathed, they grabbed the small creature in victory. A smile found it's way over his lips as he bit into it's neck swiftly. The optimistic male trotted back to WindClan camp, carrying his prize carefully.
He dropped the plump rabbit into the pile, then finding his way to the Warriors' den. "Hey, Talondawn, your pelt is falling off..." a voice whispered into his ear. The tom snapped around, looking his body over. <b>Seriously?!?</b> he screeched, soon to find out he'd fallen for the same trick again. With a good-natured smile, he turned back to the cat. <b>I fell for it again!</b> Talondawn laughed.
+ cruddy post >_< sorry +
