Post by Tyler-182 on Apr 11, 2009 0:21:49 GMT -5
Name: Sparta
Age: Unknown.
Gender: Male
Clan: Loner
Rank: N/A
Description: Sparta is a darker brown-orange colored cat with orange eyes. He is plump as most loners. His tail is long with a certain scar about it. He is bigger than most clan cats though his strength is unknown.
Personality: Sparta is a loner yet knows a lot about the clan cat life. He is playful and makes a joke out of everything and holds a grudge against no clan though has had trouble with all of them before. He is very ecstatic and quick to help if needed.
History: Sparta was born somewhere near two-leg farm and was abandoned by his mother when he reached six moons ironically. The then still near kit took on a life of his own hunting his own pray and learning the ways of the wild. At one point in time some two legs tried to make him their own but Sparta simply ran and scratched them every time they took hold. He was also offered a spot in the Windclan a long time ago, though no cat is quite sure why he turned the position down. He now spends his days patrolling his territory with his young kit friend Mauler and aiding anyone who truly needs it. He is essentially the Paladin of cats.
Roleplay Sample: N/A
Age: Unknown.
Gender: Male
Clan: Loner
Rank: N/A
Description: Sparta is a darker brown-orange colored cat with orange eyes. He is plump as most loners. His tail is long with a certain scar about it. He is bigger than most clan cats though his strength is unknown.
Personality: Sparta is a loner yet knows a lot about the clan cat life. He is playful and makes a joke out of everything and holds a grudge against no clan though has had trouble with all of them before. He is very ecstatic and quick to help if needed.
History: Sparta was born somewhere near two-leg farm and was abandoned by his mother when he reached six moons ironically. The then still near kit took on a life of his own hunting his own pray and learning the ways of the wild. At one point in time some two legs tried to make him their own but Sparta simply ran and scratched them every time they took hold. He was also offered a spot in the Windclan a long time ago, though no cat is quite sure why he turned the position down. He now spends his days patrolling his territory with his young kit friend Mauler and aiding anyone who truly needs it. He is essentially the Paladin of cats.
Roleplay Sample: N/A
