Post by frostheart on Dec 30, 2006 15:02:52 GMT -5
This is my third try. Someone deleted my old ones.
Other accounts: Snowpaw, Windkit
Character: Greyfur
Gender: Tom
Clan: Windclan
Position: Warrior
Appearance: Greyfur is a strong and lean grey cat. His paws are a darker grey but not his front left one. That one is snow white. His tail is a creamy long. His eyes are a golden brown and shine with pride. His fur is short and almost always kept clean. It shines in the sun when he walks. Right now he is thin but a powerful runner.
Personality: Greyfur is a friendly and outgoing cat. His loyalties ly in his clan and leader. He has a kind and gentle soul. He is also paiteint with kits and other cats.He is a bit afraid of water and hights, but not like dogs. Cats may be scared of dogs naturally, but he is worse. If he even comes near a dog he freezes. That is why he always stays away from them. He can also get a little hot tempered. When not with kits or queens, he can have a fitt for no reason. Mostly because he could not do it when the kits were around.
History: Greyfur was born in the mountains and brought down to the clans when he was still young. His mother and father took him to Shadowclan. The closest clan not past the thunderpath. His mother died a few days after arriving and his father a few days after his mother. He then was raised as a kit in Shadowclan. He realized, before he was made a apprentice, that he didn't want to have to bear being near his parents graves, so he ran away and went to Windclan.
IC: Greyfur padded through the enterance way to the camp. Before he had been hunting, he was patrolling. He just saw a fat rabit and couldn't ahve resisted. He needed to get it for his clan. Now he had 2 rabbits and a mouse. The mouse was thin, but the rabbits were fat.
As he went to the fresh-kill pile, he noticed that it was low and needed more fat rabbits or many mice. He decided to go out hunting agian. He set down his kill and exited the camp. As soon as he was away from camp a cat burst from the bushes. He recovered himself from the blow and pounced at the attacking cat.
It wasn't a cat. It was a fox. He took a bite at the fox, but the fox flipped over and Greyfur lost his grip and fell. He got up and before the fox could recover he took some swipes at it's nose. The fox turned tail and ran.
For the first time Greyfur felt the pain of the bite and scratches. He colapsed and wispered, for that was all he could do, "Help me!"
Picture: Don't have one.
Code Words: Correct
Other accounts: Snowpaw, Windkit
Character: Greyfur
Gender: Tom
Clan: Windclan
Position: Warrior
Appearance: Greyfur is a strong and lean grey cat. His paws are a darker grey but not his front left one. That one is snow white. His tail is a creamy long. His eyes are a golden brown and shine with pride. His fur is short and almost always kept clean. It shines in the sun when he walks. Right now he is thin but a powerful runner.
Personality: Greyfur is a friendly and outgoing cat. His loyalties ly in his clan and leader. He has a kind and gentle soul. He is also paiteint with kits and other cats.He is a bit afraid of water and hights, but not like dogs. Cats may be scared of dogs naturally, but he is worse. If he even comes near a dog he freezes. That is why he always stays away from them. He can also get a little hot tempered. When not with kits or queens, he can have a fitt for no reason. Mostly because he could not do it when the kits were around.
History: Greyfur was born in the mountains and brought down to the clans when he was still young. His mother and father took him to Shadowclan. The closest clan not past the thunderpath. His mother died a few days after arriving and his father a few days after his mother. He then was raised as a kit in Shadowclan. He realized, before he was made a apprentice, that he didn't want to have to bear being near his parents graves, so he ran away and went to Windclan.
IC: Greyfur padded through the enterance way to the camp. Before he had been hunting, he was patrolling. He just saw a fat rabit and couldn't ahve resisted. He needed to get it for his clan. Now he had 2 rabbits and a mouse. The mouse was thin, but the rabbits were fat.
As he went to the fresh-kill pile, he noticed that it was low and needed more fat rabbits or many mice. He decided to go out hunting agian. He set down his kill and exited the camp. As soon as he was away from camp a cat burst from the bushes. He recovered himself from the blow and pounced at the attacking cat.
It wasn't a cat. It was a fox. He took a bite at the fox, but the fox flipped over and Greyfur lost his grip and fell. He got up and before the fox could recover he took some swipes at it's nose. The fox turned tail and ran.
For the first time Greyfur felt the pain of the bite and scratches. He colapsed and wispered, for that was all he could do, "Help me!"
Picture: Don't have one.
Code Words: Correct