Post by Swiftstorm on Jan 17, 2010 23:06:52 GMT -8
Name: Swiftstorm
clan: FloodClan
Color: Black tortoiseshell, has white splotches are paws and tail, big brown spot that covers half her face. Long fluffy tail, and big bright blue eyes. Ears that a dark gray and an amber underbelly.
Age: 15 moons
Rank in Clan: Warrior
Apprentice: None
Personaility: eccentric, energetic, excited, eager, cheerful, clever, but often gives into temptation. sometimes argumenative, and likes to pick fights with cats off other Clans- sometimes within her own Clan. Often forgets things important, like where she hid prey, or where to go when she gets lost.
Example:
Swiftstorm ran through the woods, ignoring the thorn in her pad that sent waves of pain into her body. A rabbit was held tightly between her jaws, and the scent of blood and prey tempted her nostrils. But this was no time to satisfy her own desires. She was always forgetting where she put things like this prey, and she was so determined to not lose her prize that she didn't see where she was going and fell right into a puddle of mud. She yowled in surprise, and the rabbit went flying across the clearing. Swiftstorm sat up and grunted in pain, before she remembered the rabbit. She ran towards it, but a hawk got to it first. But Swiftstorm was too driven by rage to care. Before the hawk flew off, she humped into the air and latched her teeth into the birds leg. The bird clawed at her face, and it also let go of the rabbit. Still not satisfyied, Swiftstorm tryed to claw out its neck. She succeded in this, but fell to the ground. The tortoiseshell smirked as an idea popped in her head.
"Now," she started. "How do I carry this thing?"
Secret word: (I think)please don't
clan: FloodClan
Color: Black tortoiseshell, has white splotches are paws and tail, big brown spot that covers half her face. Long fluffy tail, and big bright blue eyes. Ears that a dark gray and an amber underbelly.
Age: 15 moons
Rank in Clan: Warrior
Apprentice: None
Personaility: eccentric, energetic, excited, eager, cheerful, clever, but often gives into temptation. sometimes argumenative, and likes to pick fights with cats off other Clans- sometimes within her own Clan. Often forgets things important, like where she hid prey, or where to go when she gets lost.
Example:
Swiftstorm ran through the woods, ignoring the thorn in her pad that sent waves of pain into her body. A rabbit was held tightly between her jaws, and the scent of blood and prey tempted her nostrils. But this was no time to satisfy her own desires. She was always forgetting where she put things like this prey, and she was so determined to not lose her prize that she didn't see where she was going and fell right into a puddle of mud. She yowled in surprise, and the rabbit went flying across the clearing. Swiftstorm sat up and grunted in pain, before she remembered the rabbit. She ran towards it, but a hawk got to it first. But Swiftstorm was too driven by rage to care. Before the hawk flew off, she humped into the air and latched her teeth into the birds leg. The bird clawed at her face, and it also let go of the rabbit. Still not satisfyied, Swiftstorm tryed to claw out its neck. She succeded in this, but fell to the ground. The tortoiseshell smirked as an idea popped in her head.
"Now," she started. "How do I carry this thing?"
Secret word: (I think)please don't
