Post by mangledtail on Mar 16, 2016 23:55:22 GMT -5
Name:: Mangledtail (later) Russetpaw
Gender:: Tom
Age:: 8 moons (8 months)
Clan:: ThunderClan
Postion:: Warrior (later) apprentice
Description:: Dark ginger tabby with pale black stripes with blue eyes. His tail has scars all over and has fur pointing in different directions on the tail due to the past injuries.
Personality:: Brave, curious, ill-tempered, and stubborn. You might see his soft side when he talks to kits.
Family:: None unless someone has a she cat that wants to claim as her son but must be at least a tabby, ginger, or have blue eyes.
History:: Russetpaw was eager to start his training as a warrior and was more interested with the fighting aspect. After arguing with his mentor, Russetpaw takes off and ends up facing a fox. Not being fast enough, the fox caught his tail and he gets thrushed about a bit. It was thanks to his mentor that he's still alive. (I kind of want to RolePlay this out so I'd love to receive a mentor for Russetpaw).
RolePlay Sample:: Russetpaw rolled his eyes. His mentor always kept him busy with cleaning the camp. "I wish I could go practice my battle moves," he muttered under his breath as he cleared away the elders old bedding.
Gender:: Tom
Age:: 8 moons (8 months)
Clan:: ThunderClan
Postion:: Warrior (later) apprentice
Description:: Dark ginger tabby with pale black stripes with blue eyes. His tail has scars all over and has fur pointing in different directions on the tail due to the past injuries.
Personality:: Brave, curious, ill-tempered, and stubborn. You might see his soft side when he talks to kits.
Family:: None unless someone has a she cat that wants to claim as her son but must be at least a tabby, ginger, or have blue eyes.
History:: Russetpaw was eager to start his training as a warrior and was more interested with the fighting aspect. After arguing with his mentor, Russetpaw takes off and ends up facing a fox. Not being fast enough, the fox caught his tail and he gets thrushed about a bit. It was thanks to his mentor that he's still alive. (I kind of want to RolePlay this out so I'd love to receive a mentor for Russetpaw).
RolePlay Sample:: Russetpaw rolled his eyes. His mentor always kept him busy with cleaning the camp. "I wish I could go practice my battle moves," he muttered under his breath as he cleared away the elders old bedding.