Post by brightheart on May 14, 2006 9:12:20 GMT -5
Name:Grayfang
Clan:Rogue
position:Warrior
Age:14 moons
Gender:She-cat
Petlage:Grey tabby-she with a battle scared belly.
Picture:none
Personality:Grayfang is sweet to her clan but sour to anyone who trys to mess with her,and has a deadly bite in battle.
IC:Grayfang slalked the vole through the woods,closer,closer.She jumped up and crasped it with unsleathed claws.She bit into its neck and it died without even a breath.Grayfang felt happy about her catch and trouted over to the willow where she left barried a mouse and a thrush.She grasped the pray in her jaw and carried it back to camp.She droped it into the fresh kill pile.The pile was pitifull,only two chaffins three mice and one vole where in the pile besides what she had cought.
Code:SPRING
Clan:Rogue
position:Warrior
Age:14 moons
Gender:She-cat
Petlage:Grey tabby-she with a battle scared belly.
Picture:none
Personality:Grayfang is sweet to her clan but sour to anyone who trys to mess with her,and has a deadly bite in battle.
IC:Grayfang slalked the vole through the woods,closer,closer.She jumped up and crasped it with unsleathed claws.She bit into its neck and it died without even a breath.Grayfang felt happy about her catch and trouted over to the willow where she left barried a mouse and a thrush.She grasped the pray in her jaw and carried it back to camp.She droped it into the fresh kill pile.The pile was pitifull,only two chaffins three mice and one vole where in the pile besides what she had cought.
Code:SPRING
