Post by Lionpounce on Jul 28, 2009 16:13:00 GMT -5
Log-In Name: xWeasel
IC Current Name: Weasel.
Title:Loner
Gender: Tomcat.
Age: 20 Moons.
Reference/Summarized Description:
www.flickr.com/photos/vanstaffs/315169891/in/photostream/
www.flickr.com/photos/vanstaffs/315113301/in/photostream/
Weasel - A black tom with white paws and green eyes.
Detailed Description: Weasel was a pitch black color, dark brown in the sunlight. Half of his muzzle was white and extended to under his chin and stayed there, a big white splotch. Creating a tuxedo cat as well as a couple of bright white whiskers that stand out against from their place beside his nose and above his eyes. His two forepaws, also carried the same white color. A distinctive white also runs across the line of his muzzle as well, running right beside The tomcat’s yellow eyes, tinged green a long with a mischievous glint. (Failplz)
Personality:
Weasel was mischievous, and his name fit him well. Weasel was always trying to weasel his way in and out of everything, and would always rather run then fight. He was tricky and cunning, and used his wits to help him weasel out of everything. He enjoys playing tricks on the Clans, though only knowing that there were large groups of other cats in the area. A coward, he is. The tomcat will stick around long enough for him to get his fooled warrior, but once the claws come unsheathed, Weasel makes a quick excuse and tries to sprint off. His weakness is water, his parents have had drowned in it and him being deathly afraid of it. The black cat never goes anywhere near the beach and drinks out of rain puddles if he can help it. He wants a friend, but not for the reason of friendship. He just needs someone to use, someone to watch his back while he conducts his tricks and to bring back fresh prey and find puddles for him. Weasel’s awful at hunting, the reason for his skinniness. His parents only ever taught him the basics of hunting and so he only ever catches enough to just barley feed himself.
History: He was born in DryClan territory and when he turned 13 moons his 'rents died.
Roleplay Sample:xEvelynx stuck her tounge out at the wolf, because she was oh-so mature, and returned to her original spot, peering over the left side of Fenris to gaze at..at..whatever that thingy was! She didn't know! she just wanted to pad home with her mother and eat the fish like they always did. Events in this wood usually weren't the good kind. Usually the hostile wolves coming to drive them out of whatever den they had been staying in at the moment.
Lionpounce laid on her back in the Apprentices' den, staring intently at the Leader's den. She was bored. For pete sake, she'd been laying there all day, waiting anxiously for Coconutstar to wake up and save her from this deep, dark depth of boredem and take her out on a training session. Her first one, she thought with a happy wave of her long black tail. The black-and-white-she-cat stared at the den below the Mossrock, trying to mentally send Coconutstar a message to wake his fat, StarClan-blessed butt up and take the only apprentice in LushClan on a training session. Of course, Lionpaw had the sense to not. But apparently, it worked because The tom had rose from his den and had called out for her. The she-cat rolled quickly to her paws and bounded over to the tabby. "Hi Coconutstar!" She meowed, skidding to a stop and plopping her tail down in front of him. "What's going on? Training session? Can we? Please?" The white cat mewed excitedly.
Other Characters:Lionpaw, Brightfire, Lizardhiss, and Lobsterclaw. Lastaltspaceplz.
Other Info:Dunununun....BATMAN~
IC Current Name: Weasel.
Title:Loner
Gender: Tomcat.
Age: 20 Moons.
Reference/Summarized Description:
www.flickr.com/photos/vanstaffs/315169891/in/photostream/
www.flickr.com/photos/vanstaffs/315113301/in/photostream/
Weasel - A black tom with white paws and green eyes.
Detailed Description: Weasel was a pitch black color, dark brown in the sunlight. Half of his muzzle was white and extended to under his chin and stayed there, a big white splotch. Creating a tuxedo cat as well as a couple of bright white whiskers that stand out against from their place beside his nose and above his eyes. His two forepaws, also carried the same white color. A distinctive white also runs across the line of his muzzle as well, running right beside The tomcat’s yellow eyes, tinged green a long with a mischievous glint. (Failplz)
Personality:
Weasel was mischievous, and his name fit him well. Weasel was always trying to weasel his way in and out of everything, and would always rather run then fight. He was tricky and cunning, and used his wits to help him weasel out of everything. He enjoys playing tricks on the Clans, though only knowing that there were large groups of other cats in the area. A coward, he is. The tomcat will stick around long enough for him to get his fooled warrior, but once the claws come unsheathed, Weasel makes a quick excuse and tries to sprint off. His weakness is water, his parents have had drowned in it and him being deathly afraid of it. The black cat never goes anywhere near the beach and drinks out of rain puddles if he can help it. He wants a friend, but not for the reason of friendship. He just needs someone to use, someone to watch his back while he conducts his tricks and to bring back fresh prey and find puddles for him. Weasel’s awful at hunting, the reason for his skinniness. His parents only ever taught him the basics of hunting and so he only ever catches enough to just barley feed himself.
History: He was born in DryClan territory and when he turned 13 moons his 'rents died.
Roleplay Sample:xEvelynx stuck her tounge out at the wolf, because she was oh-so mature, and returned to her original spot, peering over the left side of Fenris to gaze at..at..whatever that thingy was! She didn't know! she just wanted to pad home with her mother and eat the fish like they always did. Events in this wood usually weren't the good kind. Usually the hostile wolves coming to drive them out of whatever den they had been staying in at the moment.
Lionpounce laid on her back in the Apprentices' den, staring intently at the Leader's den. She was bored. For pete sake, she'd been laying there all day, waiting anxiously for Coconutstar to wake up and save her from this deep, dark depth of boredem and take her out on a training session. Her first one, she thought with a happy wave of her long black tail. The black-and-white-she-cat stared at the den below the Mossrock, trying to mentally send Coconutstar a message to wake his fat, StarClan-blessed butt up and take the only apprentice in LushClan on a training session. Of course, Lionpaw had the sense to not. But apparently, it worked because The tom had rose from his den and had called out for her. The she-cat rolled quickly to her paws and bounded over to the tabby. "Hi Coconutstar!" She meowed, skidding to a stop and plopping her tail down in front of him. "What's going on? Training session? Can we? Please?" The white cat mewed excitedly.
Other Characters:Lionpaw, Brightfire, Lizardhiss, and Lobsterclaw. Lastaltspaceplz.
Other Info:Dunununun....BATMAN~