Post by fadesong on Jul 19, 2007 12:17:14 GMT -5
Name: Coontail
Clan: Earth
Position: Deputy
Gender: tom
Age: 52 moons
Description: Coontail is a medium-sized shorthair. Brown striped tabby fur. Green eyes
Personality: Coontail is a loyal and brave cat. He is good at fighting and hunting, but not the world's greatest tracker. He does have a slight temper, but can usually calm down after a few deep breaths. He is usually fair, but sometimes his anger can cloud his judgement.
History: Coontail is clan born and proud. His parents were respectable clan born cats. They died of old age. Coontail was made deputy at a fairly young age, but so far has done a fine job.
IC: Coontail prowled through the lush undergrowth silently. His green eyes piercing the surroundings, looking for anything. He hissed silently with pleasure when he spotted a large rabbit. He slithered forward, his fur brushing noiselessly by the tall blades of grass. He was within reach. Muscles tense, he crouched into the pouncing position. He sprang forward, not giving the rabbit an inch. He carried the warm body home proudly.
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Clan: Earth
Position: Deputy
Gender: tom
Age: 52 moons
Description: Coontail is a medium-sized shorthair. Brown striped tabby fur. Green eyes
Personality: Coontail is a loyal and brave cat. He is good at fighting and hunting, but not the world's greatest tracker. He does have a slight temper, but can usually calm down after a few deep breaths. He is usually fair, but sometimes his anger can cloud his judgement.
History: Coontail is clan born and proud. His parents were respectable clan born cats. They died of old age. Coontail was made deputy at a fairly young age, but so far has done a fine job.
IC: Coontail prowled through the lush undergrowth silently. His green eyes piercing the surroundings, looking for anything. He hissed silently with pleasure when he spotted a large rabbit. He slithered forward, his fur brushing noiselessly by the tall blades of grass. He was within reach. Muscles tense, he crouched into the pouncing position. He sprang forward, not giving the rabbit an inch. He carried the warm body home proudly.
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