Post by Bhuvana on Jul 10, 2008 10:02:59 GMT -5
Name: Talon
Age: 16 moons
Gender: shecat
Clan: MysteryClan
Rank: Leader
Peltage:
Light gray with darker gray blotches and stripes. The eyes are a golden green and battle scars litter her body.
(Optional)Picture:
Personality: Her personality is that of the average MysteryClan cat. Mysterious and harsh, but not as harsh as the other three Clans. She keeps to herself when around the other Clans but with her own Clan, she is strict but fair.
History:
Not much to say here. She grew up MysteryClan and was one of the kits that was thrown from the nursery at a mere 4 moons. Training was rough, but she was strong. She watched as many of her friends died during their apprenticeship, but this only made her stronger and more determined, wanting to be warrior enough for herself, and all her friends. At 9 moons she became a warrior and at 11 moons she wa smade deputy. She had a heart of steal, never allowing anyone to come too close. At age 13 moons the leader died in a feirce battle against FlameClan. She is now leader of the mysterious MysteryClan.
IC:
The shecat lifted her head slowly, her eyes flled with sorrow. "You let him go." she finally growled. Her voice was low but her eyes displayed her growng anger. "You had a chance to avenge my mothers death, and you screwed it up." Tears started to well up in her leaffall optics. "You want kindness to be passed between us,but yet you're the one that destroyed my life." She stood on all fours and took a step towards Novawish.
Other:
she is going to have kits soon
Age: 16 moons
Gender: shecat
Clan: MysteryClan
Rank: Leader
Peltage:
Light gray with darker gray blotches and stripes. The eyes are a golden green and battle scars litter her body.
(Optional)Picture:
Personality: Her personality is that of the average MysteryClan cat. Mysterious and harsh, but not as harsh as the other three Clans. She keeps to herself when around the other Clans but with her own Clan, she is strict but fair.
History:
Not much to say here. She grew up MysteryClan and was one of the kits that was thrown from the nursery at a mere 4 moons. Training was rough, but she was strong. She watched as many of her friends died during their apprenticeship, but this only made her stronger and more determined, wanting to be warrior enough for herself, and all her friends. At 9 moons she became a warrior and at 11 moons she wa smade deputy. She had a heart of steal, never allowing anyone to come too close. At age 13 moons the leader died in a feirce battle against FlameClan. She is now leader of the mysterious MysteryClan.
IC:
The shecat lifted her head slowly, her eyes flled with sorrow. "You let him go." she finally growled. Her voice was low but her eyes displayed her growng anger. "You had a chance to avenge my mothers death, and you screwed it up." Tears started to well up in her leaffall optics. "You want kindness to be passed between us,but yet you're the one that destroyed my life." She stood on all fours and took a step towards Novawish.
Other:
she is going to have kits soon