Post by Spottedheart on Jan 17, 2009 19:20:48 GMT -5
Name: Drizzeltalon
Age: 15 moons
Gender: tom
Clan: ShadowClan
Rank: Warrior
Family: His mother was Whiteflower and his father was Eaglestorm. He had two brothers but they died from green cough.
Personality: Strong, stubborn, aggressive tom that is only nice when your nice to him. He treats everyone depending on how they treat him.
Appearance: Smokey-grey tom with amber eyes. He has one light-grey paw.
History: He had almost died of Green-cough and he was the only survivors of him and his two brothers.
RP Sample: Drizzeltalon padded quietly and cautiously along the edge of the small clearing. Pine needles poked at his soft pads. He was intent on the hunt. He slowly dropped into the hunters crouch, his powerful hind legs ready for the spring that would bring his prey into his outstreched claws. When he was just about to take off, he heard the rushing pawsteps of an approaching cat. The mouse darted away and Drizzeltalon spat angrily. He turned around facing the cat that had chased off his prey, his tail swishing angrily, back and forth.
Age: 15 moons
Gender: tom
Clan: ShadowClan
Rank: Warrior
Family: His mother was Whiteflower and his father was Eaglestorm. He had two brothers but they died from green cough.
Personality: Strong, stubborn, aggressive tom that is only nice when your nice to him. He treats everyone depending on how they treat him.
Appearance: Smokey-grey tom with amber eyes. He has one light-grey paw.
History: He had almost died of Green-cough and he was the only survivors of him and his two brothers.
RP Sample: Drizzeltalon padded quietly and cautiously along the edge of the small clearing. Pine needles poked at his soft pads. He was intent on the hunt. He slowly dropped into the hunters crouch, his powerful hind legs ready for the spring that would bring his prey into his outstreched claws. When he was just about to take off, he heard the rushing pawsteps of an approaching cat. The mouse darted away and Drizzeltalon spat angrily. He turned around facing the cat that had chased off his prey, his tail swishing angrily, back and forth.
