Post by sandstorm on Apr 1, 2006 12:53:24 GMT -5
[glow=green,2,300]Name:[/glow] Kerwyn (means small black one in Gaelic)
[glow=green,2,300]Clan:[/glow] Loner
[glow=green,2,300]Position:[/glow] N/A
[glow=green,2,300]Age:[/glow] 8 moons
[glow=green,2,300]Gender:[/glow] tom
[glow=green,2,300]Peltage:[/glow] pure black except a small white patch around one eye
[glow=green,2,300]Picture:[/glow]
[glow=green,2,300]Personality:[/glow] Kerwyn has difficulty trusting other cats, because when his kittypet mother had him, the other kits teased him for being small. He's very strong, especially for his size. He's is an excellent hunter, and very rarely goes hungry. Once you get to know him, he's really a very sweet cat, but, because of his trust issues, few have actually been able to see that sweet side. He ran away from his Twolegs, because he was unhappy and he has never regretted it since. He has yet to learn of the Clans
[glow=green,2,300]IC:[/glow] Kerwyn creeps up on a thrush. He's surprised at the size of it, it's actually rather large for this time of year. As he stalks closer, he catches a whiff of another cat. "Oh, great," he thinks, "they'd better not try to take this from me, I'm hungry." He prepares to pounce, when the thrush suddenly becomes alert, and flies away. The scent is stonger, and he know realizes there are multiple cats. "What are you doing hunting on our territory!?!?" a stern voice asks.
[glow=green,2,300]Code:[/glow]spring
[glow=green,2,300]Clan:[/glow] Loner
[glow=green,2,300]Position:[/glow] N/A
[glow=green,2,300]Age:[/glow] 8 moons
[glow=green,2,300]Gender:[/glow] tom
[glow=green,2,300]Peltage:[/glow] pure black except a small white patch around one eye
[glow=green,2,300]Picture:[/glow]
[glow=green,2,300]Personality:[/glow] Kerwyn has difficulty trusting other cats, because when his kittypet mother had him, the other kits teased him for being small. He's very strong, especially for his size. He's is an excellent hunter, and very rarely goes hungry. Once you get to know him, he's really a very sweet cat, but, because of his trust issues, few have actually been able to see that sweet side. He ran away from his Twolegs, because he was unhappy and he has never regretted it since. He has yet to learn of the Clans
[glow=green,2,300]IC:[/glow] Kerwyn creeps up on a thrush. He's surprised at the size of it, it's actually rather large for this time of year. As he stalks closer, he catches a whiff of another cat. "Oh, great," he thinks, "they'd better not try to take this from me, I'm hungry." He prepares to pounce, when the thrush suddenly becomes alert, and flies away. The scent is stonger, and he know realizes there are multiple cats. "What are you doing hunting on our territory!?!?" a stern voice asks.
[glow=green,2,300]Code:[/glow]spring
and they both start with K's
