Post by padamay on May 2, 2009 17:46:31 GMT -5
Name:Stick
Age: about 80 moons old (very old)
Gender: male
Clan: none
Rank: loner
Description: very old thin brown fur and plain yellow eyes,( don't say anything bad about me youngster's)
Personality: lazy, loves to sleep, eat prey, and think of the good old days, is a friend with the four clans, and lives by mother mouth and the moon stone. has a specail contion with starclan, when he in a good mood. will be nice if you start talking about him.
History: known to be lazy thats all, even in a bad mood, he never goes anywhere, he sits around while his friend was getting chased by two dogs, and the tip of her tail was bit off!
Roleplay Sample: "i sleep...eat...think...and lots of other stuff..."(like he has a brain) stick said to his friend the loner.
"well you are lazy, and you forgot that" the loner mewed.
at that Stick gave a warning look and the loner ran away, "you have to learn not to be mean to the older cats" he growled after her. she was a young tabby cat with a lot to learn, he half said to himself.
"i heard that!"the loner called as she ran into the woods.
"whats up with cats these days!" he said happliy and headed back to his barn on the far side of windclan...
Age: about 80 moons old (very old)
Gender: male
Clan: none
Rank: loner
Description: very old thin brown fur and plain yellow eyes,( don't say anything bad about me youngster's)
Personality: lazy, loves to sleep, eat prey, and think of the good old days, is a friend with the four clans, and lives by mother mouth and the moon stone. has a specail contion with starclan, when he in a good mood. will be nice if you start talking about him.
History: known to be lazy thats all, even in a bad mood, he never goes anywhere, he sits around while his friend was getting chased by two dogs, and the tip of her tail was bit off!
Roleplay Sample: "i sleep...eat...think...and lots of other stuff..."(like he has a brain) stick said to his friend the loner.
"well you are lazy, and you forgot that" the loner mewed.
at that Stick gave a warning look and the loner ran away, "you have to learn not to be mean to the older cats" he growled after her. she was a young tabby cat with a lot to learn, he half said to himself.
"i heard that!"the loner called as she ran into the woods.
"whats up with cats these days!" he said happliy and headed back to his barn on the far side of windclan...
