Post by Crab on Jul 11, 2009 17:31:29 GMT -5
Log-In Name:
Crabclaw
IC Current Name/Future Name:
Crabclaw
Rank:
Medicine Cat
Gender:
Tom
Age:
46 Moons
Reference/Summarized Description:
Dah Picture was big. :3
Crabclaw - An orange tabby tom with green eyes.
Detailed Description:
Darker orange stripes covered the base orange of Crabclaw's coat - simple tabby markings. His underside matched the base coat color as did his paws. His eyes are a pale green, an oh so common color. His build was rather large considering how heavy-set he was. He looked more like a well-fed kittypet rather then a Medicine Cat.
Personality:
Like most Medicine Cats, Crabclaw is quite skilled with his work. But he could have a very bad temper and could be mean and crude, which is part of the reason why he had never picked an apprentice. He thought the little furballs to be revolting with their energy. So he preferred to be alone in his den, and when he went Herb hunting, he would bring a Warrior. His grumpy attitude and all together rudeness caused most to be revolting to most cats - but they really didn't have a choice on whether or not they respected him.
teehee like Graysky.
Rolling: gray is gonna be like
Rolling: when kits/apprentices come into his den
Rolling: "GET OFF MY LAWN DFHDKHGSKHKLH YOU STUPID KIDS"
History:
Born in the Clan.
Roleplay Sample:
Leapinghare. The fur on the back of the she-cats neck would rise with unease as claws unsheathed. From her place inside the bush, she could see the somewhat younger warrior from the bordering clan kill the water vole. It was on CreekClan territory, so who was she to leave it unnoticed. With a yowl of anger, the she-cat leapt from the bush and began to stalk towards the warrior. "I believe this is CreekClan territory." She snarled. Her tail managed to flick toward the border. "There's the border. I would suggest learning it. I guess your mentor never taught you border marks or the warrior code." The she-cat would mock him. "Now, you can take that little vole, but I'll make sure you learn your lesson." The white she-cat would then make one of those powerful leaps she was known for in an attempt to land somewhere near or even on his back. If such attempt was successful, she would try to rake her claws down his flank. But if he were to dodge, the she-cat would have to try to roll onto her back. If she was quick enough she might be able to lash a paw out at his foreleg.
Other Characters:
Frondwhisker and Coconutstar
Other Info:
geek is still a ho. That is all.
Crabclaw
IC Current Name/Future Name:
Crabclaw
Rank:
Medicine Cat
Gender:
Tom
Age:
46 Moons
Reference/Summarized Description:
Dah Picture was big. :3
Crabclaw - An orange tabby tom with green eyes.
Detailed Description:
Darker orange stripes covered the base orange of Crabclaw's coat - simple tabby markings. His underside matched the base coat color as did his paws. His eyes are a pale green, an oh so common color. His build was rather large considering how heavy-set he was. He looked more like a well-fed kittypet rather then a Medicine Cat.
Personality:
Like most Medicine Cats, Crabclaw is quite skilled with his work. But he could have a very bad temper and could be mean and crude, which is part of the reason why he had never picked an apprentice. He thought the little furballs to be revolting with their energy. So he preferred to be alone in his den, and when he went Herb hunting, he would bring a Warrior. His grumpy attitude and all together rudeness caused most to be revolting to most cats - but they really didn't have a choice on whether or not they respected him.
teehee like Graysky.
Rolling: gray is gonna be like
Rolling: when kits/apprentices come into his den
Rolling: "GET OFF MY LAWN DFHDKHGSKHKLH YOU STUPID KIDS"
History:
Born in the Clan.
Roleplay Sample:
Leapinghare. The fur on the back of the she-cats neck would rise with unease as claws unsheathed. From her place inside the bush, she could see the somewhat younger warrior from the bordering clan kill the water vole. It was on CreekClan territory, so who was she to leave it unnoticed. With a yowl of anger, the she-cat leapt from the bush and began to stalk towards the warrior. "I believe this is CreekClan territory." She snarled. Her tail managed to flick toward the border. "There's the border. I would suggest learning it. I guess your mentor never taught you border marks or the warrior code." The she-cat would mock him. "Now, you can take that little vole, but I'll make sure you learn your lesson." The white she-cat would then make one of those powerful leaps she was known for in an attempt to land somewhere near or even on his back. If such attempt was successful, she would try to rake her claws down his flank. But if he were to dodge, the she-cat would have to try to roll onto her back. If she was quick enough she might be able to lash a paw out at his foreleg.
Other Characters:
Frondwhisker and Coconutstar
Other Info:
geek is still a ho. That is all.