Adderfang of Windclan
Jul 29, 2014 20:41:40 GMT -6
Post by Malicious on Jul 29, 2014 20:41:40 GMT -6
Name: Adderfang
Gender: tom
Age: 26 moons
Clan: Windclan
Appearance:
Dark red tabby with brilliant green eyes. He's muscular and lean with a long tail. There is a nick on his left ear from a battle many moons ago.
Personality: Adderfang is a very clever and sarcastic tom. He can be awfully proud and a little too confident. When it comes to meeting cats, Adderfang is sarcastic and rude, but if you get close enough to him, he can be a great cat to have by your side. He's not afraid to stand up for what he believes in, and can be very hard to reason with. Adderfang is always ready for a fight, but despite being so muscular and strong, Adderfang prefers to dodge and wait for his opponent to become frustrated before delivering actual blows. His easygoing view of life and his sarcastic approach to it can be quite a pair when it comes to dealing with other cats.
Bio: Adderfang was born the second oldest of his litter. From the beginning, he was a handful;causing mischief whenever he could. When he became an apprentice, he seldom tried. Being the best warrior in all of Windclan just didn't really appeal to him. When Adderfang finally received his warrior name (which took a little longer than the other 'paws his age), he had matured a little. No longer as mischievous, but much more sarcastic and cunning. Adderfang doesn't really know what he wants to accomplish with his life yet, and this causes him fear that he will never accomplish anything in his life.
Picture:
Example RP:
The rained poured down in icy needles over the Windclan territory. There was no cover to be seen for the cats that had strayed away from camp before the rain started.
Adderfang strolled along the plains, ignoring the rain. In fact, he found it quiet refreshing. It was, after all, the very essence of life. His whiskers dropped, heavy with rain as he continued his steady pace towards the camp. The damp smell of grass and mud reached his nostrils and Adderfang found it very hard to stop breathing in the delectable scent.The rain let up, stopping as suddenly as it begun. He stopped and looked up at the sky, which was already beginning to clear. The earthy smell of rain was still present, however. Adderfang began to walk back to camp even slower, still breathing in the scent of rain and mud.
Valor
Gender: tom
Age: 26 moons
Clan: Windclan
Appearance:
Dark red tabby with brilliant green eyes. He's muscular and lean with a long tail. There is a nick on his left ear from a battle many moons ago.
Personality: Adderfang is a very clever and sarcastic tom. He can be awfully proud and a little too confident. When it comes to meeting cats, Adderfang is sarcastic and rude, but if you get close enough to him, he can be a great cat to have by your side. He's not afraid to stand up for what he believes in, and can be very hard to reason with. Adderfang is always ready for a fight, but despite being so muscular and strong, Adderfang prefers to dodge and wait for his opponent to become frustrated before delivering actual blows. His easygoing view of life and his sarcastic approach to it can be quite a pair when it comes to dealing with other cats.
Bio: Adderfang was born the second oldest of his litter. From the beginning, he was a handful;causing mischief whenever he could. When he became an apprentice, he seldom tried. Being the best warrior in all of Windclan just didn't really appeal to him. When Adderfang finally received his warrior name (which took a little longer than the other 'paws his age), he had matured a little. No longer as mischievous, but much more sarcastic and cunning. Adderfang doesn't really know what he wants to accomplish with his life yet, and this causes him fear that he will never accomplish anything in his life.
Picture:
Example RP:
The rained poured down in icy needles over the Windclan territory. There was no cover to be seen for the cats that had strayed away from camp before the rain started.
Adderfang strolled along the plains, ignoring the rain. In fact, he found it quiet refreshing. It was, after all, the very essence of life. His whiskers dropped, heavy with rain as he continued his steady pace towards the camp. The damp smell of grass and mud reached his nostrils and Adderfang found it very hard to stop breathing in the delectable scent.The rain let up, stopping as suddenly as it begun. He stopped and looked up at the sky, which was already beginning to clear. The earthy smell of rain was still present, however. Adderfang began to walk back to camp even slower, still breathing in the scent of rain and mud.
Valor
