Post by panthershadow on Mar 30, 2010 7:50:52 GMT -5
Name::Panthershadow
Gender::She-cat
Age:: 39 moons
Clan/ Group::DarkClan
Position::Warrior
Description::A reddish, russet colored warrior with stripes as black as midnight. Her muzzle is white, and a streak of brown is splotched on her nose. Her underbelly is a brownish tan color, and the young warrior's eyes shine a dazzling green. She has slightly longer fur than average, and neat, black whiskers.
Personality:: Panthershadow got her name from her stripes, and the way she walks almost silently. She tries her best to stay out of other cat's business, and makes sure that they stay out of hers. Many seem to respect her, or possibly fear her. A few say that she is scary and mean, due to the fact that she doesn't often speak unless to a close friend or to say something about how a hunt went, patrol updates, etc. She also has a problem with lashing out harshly when she's angry, fortunately that doesn't happen too often.
Family:: Unknown
History:: Was born and grew up in the clans since she was a kit. Just the life of an ordinary warrior mostly, becoming an apprentice, training, etc. Around the time she was apprenticed her father left camp on a special mission, and never returned.... Other than that nothing special has really happened to her.
RolePlay Sample:: Panthershadow walked briskly, yet silently across the pine-carpeted forest floor. She skidded to a slow halt, and listened, and smelled. Her ears pricked with concentration and her jaws parted. If she couldn't see the annoying canine, she could still detect it, by it's grotesque scent and it's loud, obnoxious barking. Oh, there it was, over by the black twoleg path, probably a stray, or a runaway. Oh, mousedung, why couldn't dogs just leave out territory alone, didn't they know what was coming, trespassing on the Panther's territory? She laughed, easy as squirrels.
Gender::She-cat
Age:: 39 moons
Clan/ Group::DarkClan
Position::Warrior
Description::A reddish, russet colored warrior with stripes as black as midnight. Her muzzle is white, and a streak of brown is splotched on her nose. Her underbelly is a brownish tan color, and the young warrior's eyes shine a dazzling green. She has slightly longer fur than average, and neat, black whiskers.
Personality:: Panthershadow got her name from her stripes, and the way she walks almost silently. She tries her best to stay out of other cat's business, and makes sure that they stay out of hers. Many seem to respect her, or possibly fear her. A few say that she is scary and mean, due to the fact that she doesn't often speak unless to a close friend or to say something about how a hunt went, patrol updates, etc. She also has a problem with lashing out harshly when she's angry, fortunately that doesn't happen too often.
Family:: Unknown
History:: Was born and grew up in the clans since she was a kit. Just the life of an ordinary warrior mostly, becoming an apprentice, training, etc. Around the time she was apprenticed her father left camp on a special mission, and never returned.... Other than that nothing special has really happened to her.
RolePlay Sample:: Panthershadow walked briskly, yet silently across the pine-carpeted forest floor. She skidded to a slow halt, and listened, and smelled. Her ears pricked with concentration and her jaws parted. If she couldn't see the annoying canine, she could still detect it, by it's grotesque scent and it's loud, obnoxious barking. Oh, there it was, over by the black twoleg path, probably a stray, or a runaway. Oh, mousedung, why couldn't dogs just leave out territory alone, didn't they know what was coming, trespassing on the Panther's territory? She laughed, easy as squirrels.
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