Post by swiftstream on Apr 12, 2009 20:16:07 GMT -5
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Name: Flypaw
Age: 7 moons.
Clan: AbyssClan
Position: Warrior Apprentice
Personality: Flypaw mostly keeps to himself, always shutting himself out. He has a natural curiosity, and will spend his time with others as quiet as can be, taking everything in with deep thought and curiosity. All and all, he vews life as a way to let other things live while other things are letting him live. He is not afraid of anything and will face his threats head on, even if that means total death. He noticess alot of things others do not, and this will always come in handy.
History: Born as a rouge with a reputation from his father, Flypaw had ben feard by most other rouges. His parents were big oversized cats, his father resembling a tiger and his mother resembling a lion, and both had gotten a love for blod. Flypaw had fallen off a low part of a cliff, due to head injury he has forgotten most of his little life. The Abysclan had taken Flypaw in, and he became an apprentice warrior to the Abysclan leader.
Apprentice: sure, when I am not an apprentice
RP Sample: Flypaw woke up one mourning, with the scent of blood hanging around his nose. This had ben the third day it was there, though he had no blood around his nose for some time now. Flypaw had also scented other cats in the area, new cats, in groups. He had walked out from his den on the side of the big abys. Flypaw had scented a hawk right before he was pushe off the side, and had landed on his head. The next thing he knew, he was in a strange den with a strange cat looking him over for other injuries. "That was a big fall you took." said the cat. ".....where am I.....who are you...." is all Flypaw said. "You are in Abysclan." said the cat. "And I am the medicinecat of this clan."
Other: Flypaw is a miniature Liger
Name: Flypaw
Age: 7 moons.
Clan: AbyssClan
Position: Warrior Apprentice
Personality: Flypaw mostly keeps to himself, always shutting himself out. He has a natural curiosity, and will spend his time with others as quiet as can be, taking everything in with deep thought and curiosity. All and all, he vews life as a way to let other things live while other things are letting him live. He is not afraid of anything and will face his threats head on, even if that means total death. He noticess alot of things others do not, and this will always come in handy.
History: Born as a rouge with a reputation from his father, Flypaw had ben feard by most other rouges. His parents were big oversized cats, his father resembling a tiger and his mother resembling a lion, and both had gotten a love for blod. Flypaw had fallen off a low part of a cliff, due to head injury he has forgotten most of his little life. The Abysclan had taken Flypaw in, and he became an apprentice warrior to the Abysclan leader.
Apprentice: sure, when I am not an apprentice
RP Sample: Flypaw woke up one mourning, with the scent of blood hanging around his nose. This had ben the third day it was there, though he had no blood around his nose for some time now. Flypaw had also scented other cats in the area, new cats, in groups. He had walked out from his den on the side of the big abys. Flypaw had scented a hawk right before he was pushe off the side, and had landed on his head. The next thing he knew, he was in a strange den with a strange cat looking him over for other injuries. "That was a big fall you took." said the cat. ".....where am I.....who are you...." is all Flypaw said. "You are in Abysclan." said the cat. "And I am the medicinecat of this clan."
Other: Flypaw is a miniature Liger
Morning clan
Abyssclan
Ravenclan
