Post by ado on Dec 31, 2006 17:47:31 GMT -5
Name: slithertalon
Gender: tomcat
Rank: [requesting] medicine cat
Clan: shadowclan
Description: tomcat isn't of great muscle, but talented of speed. his smaller than usual body isn't convenient in battles. however, his speed is what he uses. despite his agility, he has no tail. at least, what he does have of a tail is a simple black stub. such an unusual trait, some might think he must have lost it. but he was merely born with it. his white body has only one other patch of black, which is placed directly below his ear, overlapping his left, amber eye. his other eye is simply blue. slithertalon earned such a name because he never extends his claws until his paw is in the air, right before he strikes his blows (if he ever fights).
Picture: slithertalon
Personality: because of his speed, slithertalon can't stand for things to go slow. when such cases happens, he usually gets twitchy and shivers uncontrollably. his temper is very short and he can't stand a question that he thinks isn't necessary. he speaks fast and is never in the same place for long, unless he has to. he hardly has any friends and would never stay long enough to have any.
History: since slithertalon was a kit, he could never wait for anything. he was always prepared to become a warrior and often snook out of the clan to spy on apprentices train. his first lesson was to always remain downwind; other wise he would have been spotted. however, during his training as an apprentice, he was often not fitted in fighting or hunting. he could never stalk his prey long enough for it's suspension to lower. he was, however, very good at fetching things, which he often did for the medicine cat. thus, with the knowledge the medicine cat gave him as he was off to fetch the herbs (giving him small messages like 'fetch my juniper berries so i can cure this bellyache') he slowly learned these important qualities. thus, when the old medicine cat died with no heir, he was the only one able to take their place. [can change if i am rejected from medicine cat]
IC: Bi-colored eyes locked onto the brown fur that seemed to blend in with the marshy loam. A wicked smile crossed the cat's face, as his back legs tensioned and he sliced into the air. The mouse squealed with alarm as its hunter fell over it. Before the small creature could utter another whimper, its life fell into the claws of the cat. Mouth opened wide and fangs snapped down on the lame rodent. Its stench made his mouth water, but he knew better food was at his camp. Turning quickly, he sprinted back to the camp with his catch.
Password: secrets
Gender: tomcat
Rank: [requesting] medicine cat
Clan: shadowclan
Description: tomcat isn't of great muscle, but talented of speed. his smaller than usual body isn't convenient in battles. however, his speed is what he uses. despite his agility, he has no tail. at least, what he does have of a tail is a simple black stub. such an unusual trait, some might think he must have lost it. but he was merely born with it. his white body has only one other patch of black, which is placed directly below his ear, overlapping his left, amber eye. his other eye is simply blue. slithertalon earned such a name because he never extends his claws until his paw is in the air, right before he strikes his blows (if he ever fights).
Picture: slithertalon
Personality: because of his speed, slithertalon can't stand for things to go slow. when such cases happens, he usually gets twitchy and shivers uncontrollably. his temper is very short and he can't stand a question that he thinks isn't necessary. he speaks fast and is never in the same place for long, unless he has to. he hardly has any friends and would never stay long enough to have any.
History: since slithertalon was a kit, he could never wait for anything. he was always prepared to become a warrior and often snook out of the clan to spy on apprentices train. his first lesson was to always remain downwind; other wise he would have been spotted. however, during his training as an apprentice, he was often not fitted in fighting or hunting. he could never stalk his prey long enough for it's suspension to lower. he was, however, very good at fetching things, which he often did for the medicine cat. thus, with the knowledge the medicine cat gave him as he was off to fetch the herbs (giving him small messages like 'fetch my juniper berries so i can cure this bellyache') he slowly learned these important qualities. thus, when the old medicine cat died with no heir, he was the only one able to take their place. [can change if i am rejected from medicine cat]
IC: Bi-colored eyes locked onto the brown fur that seemed to blend in with the marshy loam. A wicked smile crossed the cat's face, as his back legs tensioned and he sliced into the air. The mouse squealed with alarm as its hunter fell over it. Before the small creature could utter another whimper, its life fell into the claws of the cat. Mouth opened wide and fangs snapped down on the lame rodent. Its stench made his mouth water, but he knew better food was at his camp. Turning quickly, he sprinted back to the camp with his catch.
Password: secrets
