Post by Tawnytail on Mar 19, 2008 22:13:00 GMT -5
Name: Tawnytail
Gender: She-cat
Clan - Pineclan
Rank - Medicine cat
Appearance: Brown slender she-cat with soft green eyes and a warm smile
Picture:
Personality: She has a mothering personality and cares for each and every cat in her clan. She is friendly and approachable if you talk to her, but she is somewhat shy and stands at the back of the crowd. However, if someone harms someone she cares about, prepare for a ferocious feline!
Family: The clan is her family (but she was an only kit, and both her parents are dead)
Sample Roleplay: Tawnytail padded through the forest, her senses open and alert. She crept slowly through the undergrowth and as each fresh scent touched her nose she slowly shook her head in disgust. Suddenly Tawnytail's ears pricked with interest and she sniffed the air cautiously. Aha! She thought and moved closer to her prey. Gently she nipped it and carried the remainder in her muzzle, delighting in its sweet scent. She approached the camp and passed her leader's den in the process. Ashstar smiled at her and questioned her catch. Tawnytail replied.
Its Chervil. And the medicine cat padded off to her den.
Gender: She-cat
Clan - Pineclan
Rank - Medicine cat
Appearance: Brown slender she-cat with soft green eyes and a warm smile
Picture:
Personality: She has a mothering personality and cares for each and every cat in her clan. She is friendly and approachable if you talk to her, but she is somewhat shy and stands at the back of the crowd. However, if someone harms someone she cares about, prepare for a ferocious feline!
Family: The clan is her family (but she was an only kit, and both her parents are dead)
Sample Roleplay: Tawnytail padded through the forest, her senses open and alert. She crept slowly through the undergrowth and as each fresh scent touched her nose she slowly shook her head in disgust. Suddenly Tawnytail's ears pricked with interest and she sniffed the air cautiously. Aha! She thought and moved closer to her prey. Gently she nipped it and carried the remainder in her muzzle, delighting in its sweet scent. She approached the camp and passed her leader's den in the process. Ashstar smiled at her and questioned her catch. Tawnytail replied.
Its Chervil. And the medicine cat padded off to her den.
