Post by lemorpaw on Feb 18, 2006 18:30:51 GMT -5
Name: LemorFur
Clan: RiverClan
Position: Warrior. (are we able to fight for Deputy etc.etc?)
Age: 20 moons
Gender: Tom
Peltage: His pelt is lined in a shallow grey. Shaded with charcoal stripes. The gleam of his bristles is always noticeable. Muscles ripple through his lining.
Picture: Coming soon.
Personality: Lemorpaw is a pretty dominant cat. Though he is only a warrior.. He shows true potential. Loyal to the ones he serves. Show respect to him.. and you'll get it in return.
IC:
Silver tabby struck the snow covered terrace with his swift like paws. Tail throbbed losely behind him. No signs of tension or anger could be signaled. Ocules of a deeb blue scanned the far ahead boundaries.. Nares inhaled the scents that scattered over the loam. Audits searched for any sounds to be heard. He had come from the LeafClan. A far descolent region. But he was forced to leave the clan he once knew.. Undescribeable terror struck the lands.. And all cats scattered. He found this place somewhat decent. And great word about the RiverClan was driven to him. Perhapse they would welcome him.. Perhapse not. But either way.. he would serve the clan chosen to him. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations.. pursuing invariably the same object, envinces a design to reduce them under absolute despotism. It is their right.. it is their duty, to throw off such government and provide new guards for thier future security.. Wich by all means meant.. If somethings wrong those who have the ability to take action have the responsibility to take action. More cats.. More residers needed to think that way. Now everything is just fighting.. Wich was one of his best skills. A sleek scar ran down the front of his chest. Sidemarking...
All attention surged foward. He awaited something.. Someone to accept him into this land..
[ooc: lol. im so museless. Its bad. >< its not what i usually write. I usually write between 500 and 1,000 word posts. So dont mind me. xD]
Code: Winter
Clan: RiverClan
Position: Warrior. (are we able to fight for Deputy etc.etc?)
Age: 20 moons
Gender: Tom
Peltage: His pelt is lined in a shallow grey. Shaded with charcoal stripes. The gleam of his bristles is always noticeable. Muscles ripple through his lining.
Picture: Coming soon.
Personality: Lemorpaw is a pretty dominant cat. Though he is only a warrior.. He shows true potential. Loyal to the ones he serves. Show respect to him.. and you'll get it in return.
IC:
And its hard to face the truth
I will never be.. with you.
I will never be.. with you.
Silver tabby struck the snow covered terrace with his swift like paws. Tail throbbed losely behind him. No signs of tension or anger could be signaled. Ocules of a deeb blue scanned the far ahead boundaries.. Nares inhaled the scents that scattered over the loam. Audits searched for any sounds to be heard. He had come from the LeafClan. A far descolent region. But he was forced to leave the clan he once knew.. Undescribeable terror struck the lands.. And all cats scattered. He found this place somewhat decent. And great word about the RiverClan was driven to him. Perhapse they would welcome him.. Perhapse not. But either way.. he would serve the clan chosen to him. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations.. pursuing invariably the same object, envinces a design to reduce them under absolute despotism. It is their right.. it is their duty, to throw off such government and provide new guards for thier future security.. Wich by all means meant.. If somethings wrong those who have the ability to take action have the responsibility to take action. More cats.. More residers needed to think that way. Now everything is just fighting.. Wich was one of his best skills. A sleek scar ran down the front of his chest. Sidemarking...
All attention surged foward. He awaited something.. Someone to accept him into this land..
[ooc: lol. im so museless. Its bad. >< its not what i usually write. I usually write between 500 and 1,000 word posts. So dont mind me. xD]
Code: Winter