Post by grayfur on Dec 26, 2006 1:09:22 GMT -5
Fine you want my bio longer? here
Name: Fogkit
Gender: Male
Rank:Kit
Clan:Wind
Description:Fogkit is a beautiful pointed siamese tom. he has pretty blue eyes, and a sharp row of teeth. His fur is kept extremely neat. His claws are sharp and small, and his fur is saggy. Fogkit has a limp in his front paw, which gives him trouble walking.
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Personality: Fogkit is cruel and dark. he doesn't know himself and is always caught up with some mystery. Foggy will usually sit still in one place, unmoving, unknowing. it is uncler why he does this. he is mean to every cat except his sister, ivorykit, who he loved dearly. His goal is to become Clan leader, and his role model is Ashkit, a RiverClan kit. he visits Ashkit alot, trying to get stronger.
History: Fogkit lived a life of lies. His mother lied to him when he was born. She said that his father died in a war, but was actually in ThunderClan, being kept a hostage. His freind Ashpaw of Riverclan lied to him, telling him that he was leaving to go look for food with his freinds, but was actually setting off on an adventure. Ever since then, he has been wrapped up in his own shadow, concealed in his own destiny, withdrawn from the ouside world...
One day, when Fogkit was hunting with a freind, he strayed off too far. he met a large cat, probably a loner. the cat told him some things, things that should have never been said. Scary things, indeed. the cat's name was Razz, but many called him death, and Traitor. he used to be a Thundy, but was banished after betrayal. Fogkit planned to reveal these things Razz said to Echostar, because some secrets, should never stay hidden.
IC: Fogpaw liiked up at the sky. it was dark, and stars rrwinkled around him. it was sad though, because his siter wasn't hear to enjoy it. Fogpaw thought alot about his life. he would come up to the hill and just think, think about gorious things. Like being a leader. he would think about StarClan, and the elders. He would think about the war, and all th dead cats. But mostly, he would think about himself, and what he had become.
Password: Secrets
Name: Fogkit
Gender: Male
Rank:Kit
Clan:Wind
Description:Fogkit is a beautiful pointed siamese tom. he has pretty blue eyes, and a sharp row of teeth. His fur is kept extremely neat. His claws are sharp and small, and his fur is saggy. Fogkit has a limp in his front paw, which gives him trouble walking.
Picture:
Personality: Fogkit is cruel and dark. he doesn't know himself and is always caught up with some mystery. Foggy will usually sit still in one place, unmoving, unknowing. it is uncler why he does this. he is mean to every cat except his sister, ivorykit, who he loved dearly. His goal is to become Clan leader, and his role model is Ashkit, a RiverClan kit. he visits Ashkit alot, trying to get stronger.
History: Fogkit lived a life of lies. His mother lied to him when he was born. She said that his father died in a war, but was actually in ThunderClan, being kept a hostage. His freind Ashpaw of Riverclan lied to him, telling him that he was leaving to go look for food with his freinds, but was actually setting off on an adventure. Ever since then, he has been wrapped up in his own shadow, concealed in his own destiny, withdrawn from the ouside world...
One day, when Fogkit was hunting with a freind, he strayed off too far. he met a large cat, probably a loner. the cat told him some things, things that should have never been said. Scary things, indeed. the cat's name was Razz, but many called him death, and Traitor. he used to be a Thundy, but was banished after betrayal. Fogkit planned to reveal these things Razz said to Echostar, because some secrets, should never stay hidden.
IC: Fogpaw liiked up at the sky. it was dark, and stars rrwinkled around him. it was sad though, because his siter wasn't hear to enjoy it. Fogpaw thought alot about his life. he would come up to the hill and just think, think about gorious things. Like being a leader. he would think about StarClan, and the elders. He would think about the war, and all th dead cats. But mostly, he would think about himself, and what he had become.
Password: Secrets
