Post by Oral-B on Jul 29, 2009 17:25:08 GMT -5
Log-In Name: Batwing
IC Current Name/Future Name: Batwing
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Tom
Age: 17 moons
Reference/Summarized Description: www.websophist.com/Black_Rose_CatML.jpg
Batwing - Dark ash gray tom with blue eyes.
Detailed Description: Batwing had the coat of blue-ish dark gray, layered on with faint black stripes(Doesn't show on the pic. :C). A very faded 'M' mark was visible on his forehead, resembling that one of his parents or grandparents were probably tabbies. He had the eyes the colour of a blue-green sea, different hues patched here and there in his eyes. The warrior also had a white-tipped left ear, and short-haired fur.
Personality: Batwing was a shy, typical cat. He didn't usually speak a lot, and often was very fond to be left alone to peace and quiet. Noisy things, such as crows or battle cries he didn't really find amusing, instead he found them disruptive. Soft chirps of birds and the sound of water flowing he did adore, nature sounds brought him such relaxation you can't recall. The tom only spoke open-mindly to those he knew or whenever the leader or someone high-ranked, in-charged, etc, asked him. Threats and teases never really worked on him, and he usually stormed off from them. Emotions were barely shown on his expressions or in his tone.
Furcadia Description A dark gray and black tom with blue eyes. Usually shy and silent. [More coming soon] [Lushclan] [Am' none] [Warrior]
History: Batwing was Clan born, but grew up without knowing his father, which leads him to wandering if his father was in a different Clan or even an outsider. Mom dead. Sister and brother unknown(Someone could play his sibs if wanted. =D)
Roleplay Sample: Batwing sighed a relief sigh, his back smothering the tree's roots he was lying against. Nobody in sight, and nobody screaming their heads off. Just the peace. The warrior adored it, he loved it. The soft chirp of the birds startled him, and he randomly pawed at the air, for that, the bird was in the tree above him. It went quiet. I bet the Clan will be thinking what I was doing out here, and why I came back empty-handed, He wondered thoughtfully then rose up and stretched. It took him a while but he finally found a scent and quietly crawled toward it. The victim was a mouse, a scrawny one but it was fine to be taken back. Batwing pushed off the ground and lifted himself in the air, claws unsheathed as he hit the ground, crushing the prey. Now the mouse was perished and the tom, proud, picked it up to bring back to camp.
Other Characters: Gingernose, Thorn.
Other Info: ... MURDERER
IC Current Name/Future Name: Batwing
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Tom
Age: 17 moons
Reference/Summarized Description: www.websophist.com/Black_Rose_CatML.jpg
Batwing - Dark ash gray tom with blue eyes.
Detailed Description: Batwing had the coat of blue-ish dark gray, layered on with faint black stripes(Doesn't show on the pic. :C). A very faded 'M' mark was visible on his forehead, resembling that one of his parents or grandparents were probably tabbies. He had the eyes the colour of a blue-green sea, different hues patched here and there in his eyes. The warrior also had a white-tipped left ear, and short-haired fur.
Personality: Batwing was a shy, typical cat. He didn't usually speak a lot, and often was very fond to be left alone to peace and quiet. Noisy things, such as crows or battle cries he didn't really find amusing, instead he found them disruptive. Soft chirps of birds and the sound of water flowing he did adore, nature sounds brought him such relaxation you can't recall. The tom only spoke open-mindly to those he knew or whenever the leader or someone high-ranked, in-charged, etc, asked him. Threats and teases never really worked on him, and he usually stormed off from them. Emotions were barely shown on his expressions or in his tone.
Furcadia Description A dark gray and black tom with blue eyes. Usually shy and silent. [More coming soon] [Lushclan] [Am' none] [Warrior]
History: Batwing was Clan born, but grew up without knowing his father, which leads him to wandering if his father was in a different Clan or even an outsider. Mom dead. Sister and brother unknown(Someone could play his sibs if wanted. =D)
Roleplay Sample: Batwing sighed a relief sigh, his back smothering the tree's roots he was lying against. Nobody in sight, and nobody screaming their heads off. Just the peace. The warrior adored it, he loved it. The soft chirp of the birds startled him, and he randomly pawed at the air, for that, the bird was in the tree above him. It went quiet. I bet the Clan will be thinking what I was doing out here, and why I came back empty-handed, He wondered thoughtfully then rose up and stretched. It took him a while but he finally found a scent and quietly crawled toward it. The victim was a mouse, a scrawny one but it was fine to be taken back. Batwing pushed off the ground and lifted himself in the air, claws unsheathed as he hit the ground, crushing the prey. Now the mouse was perished and the tom, proud, picked it up to bring back to camp.
Other Characters: Gingernose, Thorn.
Other Info: ... MURDERER