Post by Feralstorm on Apr 1, 2007 23:13:41 GMT -5
Name: Abby
Gender: She-cat
Age: 23 moons
Clan/Rank: None/Loner
Description: A pelt of disheveled short black fur covers this lithe female body. Her dark paws are larger than the average cat's, perfect for attacking enemies and squishing prey. Due to a genetic mutation, her eyes are green with a ring of brown around it. If she looks up with wide eyes on a bright day, it looks like green flames are dancing around her pupils.
Personality: Abby likes to be mischievous, evil, daring, and all-in-all, fun. She's the opposite of what a perfect clan cat should be like. She mocks elder cats, plays with her food, steals prey, and crosses territories like a monster crosses Thunderpaths. Though you most likely won't like Abby at first, you just might come to love this sarcastic, fun-loving kitty.
History: Abby was born a loner, and proud. Her parents left her to fight off the wild when she was about 6 moons, and she was well off ever since. As hunting and fighting came as instinct, she built up on that, and not only survived, but found time to play. She sort of forgot how her parents looked, but vaguely remembers some big parts. She knew that both her mother and father were pitch black. However, her mother had green eyes while her father had pale yellow ones. Her father was called 'Nightmoon,' so Abby was pretty sure that he was a clan cat once before. Her mother, however, named Abby after herself.
RP ex: Abby lifted her nose in the air and sniffed. She scented fat mice to her left, smelly horses, and cats. In front of her was a dying willow tree. She gingerly placed her forepaw on a low branch and put a bit of weight on it. She decided it was sturdy enough to support her, and quickly jumped onto it. She climbed swiftly and skillfully with practice. She slowed down a few foxlengths from the top and lay down.
Codeword: HIDDEN
Gender: She-cat
Age: 23 moons
Clan/Rank: None/Loner
Description: A pelt of disheveled short black fur covers this lithe female body. Her dark paws are larger than the average cat's, perfect for attacking enemies and squishing prey. Due to a genetic mutation, her eyes are green with a ring of brown around it. If she looks up with wide eyes on a bright day, it looks like green flames are dancing around her pupils.
Personality: Abby likes to be mischievous, evil, daring, and all-in-all, fun. She's the opposite of what a perfect clan cat should be like. She mocks elder cats, plays with her food, steals prey, and crosses territories like a monster crosses Thunderpaths. Though you most likely won't like Abby at first, you just might come to love this sarcastic, fun-loving kitty.
History: Abby was born a loner, and proud. Her parents left her to fight off the wild when she was about 6 moons, and she was well off ever since. As hunting and fighting came as instinct, she built up on that, and not only survived, but found time to play. She sort of forgot how her parents looked, but vaguely remembers some big parts. She knew that both her mother and father were pitch black. However, her mother had green eyes while her father had pale yellow ones. Her father was called 'Nightmoon,' so Abby was pretty sure that he was a clan cat once before. Her mother, however, named Abby after herself.
RP ex: Abby lifted her nose in the air and sniffed. She scented fat mice to her left, smelly horses, and cats. In front of her was a dying willow tree. She gingerly placed her forepaw on a low branch and put a bit of weight on it. She decided it was sturdy enough to support her, and quickly jumped onto it. She climbed swiftly and skillfully with practice. She slowed down a few foxlengths from the top and lay down.
Codeword: HIDDEN