Post by Fernstorm on Sept 10, 2007 13:33:12 GMT -5
Cat's Name:Owlpelt
Gender:Tom
Age:64 moons
Rank:Elder
Clan:DarknessClan
Personality:A bad tempered tom who can get on cat's nerves but once you get around his rough spots you can get on his good side. When he was a young warrior he was very couragous and strong. Now he has bad hearing and seeing. He is getting slower and his joints are aching more, and more but that doesn't stop his sharp tongue. Oh, no it doesn't.
Appearance: A dark brown undercoat with a top layer of jet black fur ontop of his undercoat. He has some black stripes on the brown that shows and a crooked tail. His eyes are a pale green and yet create this warm fuzzy feeling inside you.
History:A clanborn cat and is jealous of some of the young muscular warriors. He used to be the fastest and keenest cat around but now it's hard to see in this bad tempered tom. His sister died a moon ago on the thunderpath. Now he is all alone excepet for the medicine cat who often tends to his aching joints.
Example of Roleplay:Owlpelt yowled again as the young cat pulled a tick that didn't seem to want to budge. "Get a move on before I claw you!" Owlpelt snapped at the young apprentice wo was now fleeing from the elders den. Shadowpelt who had entered and heard the old cats rudness meowed " You know you are never going to get a cat to stay and talk to you if you act like that." "I know." Owlpelt meowed as he hung his head down low in unhappiness.
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Gender:Tom
Age:64 moons
Rank:Elder
Clan:DarknessClan
Personality:A bad tempered tom who can get on cat's nerves but once you get around his rough spots you can get on his good side. When he was a young warrior he was very couragous and strong. Now he has bad hearing and seeing. He is getting slower and his joints are aching more, and more but that doesn't stop his sharp tongue. Oh, no it doesn't.
Appearance: A dark brown undercoat with a top layer of jet black fur ontop of his undercoat. He has some black stripes on the brown that shows and a crooked tail. His eyes are a pale green and yet create this warm fuzzy feeling inside you.
History:A clanborn cat and is jealous of some of the young muscular warriors. He used to be the fastest and keenest cat around but now it's hard to see in this bad tempered tom. His sister died a moon ago on the thunderpath. Now he is all alone excepet for the medicine cat who often tends to his aching joints.
Example of Roleplay:Owlpelt yowled again as the young cat pulled a tick that didn't seem to want to budge. "Get a move on before I claw you!" Owlpelt snapped at the young apprentice wo was now fleeing from the elders den. Shadowpelt who had entered and heard the old cats rudness meowed " You know you are never going to get a cat to stay and talk to you if you act like that." "I know." Owlpelt meowed as he hung his head down low in unhappiness.
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