Post by supernatural on May 11, 2006 21:52:34 GMT -5
[glow=green,2,300]Name:[/glow] Ashpaw
[glow=green,2,300]Clan:[/glow] Windclan
[glow=green,2,300]Position:[/glow] Apprentice
[glow=green,2,300]Age:[/glow] 6 Moons
[glow=green,2,300]Gender:[/glow] Tom
[glow=green,2,300]Peltage:[/glow] Ashpaw blends in perfectly with the moorland of Windclan. His fur is completely dust brown except for his snow white belly and paws. His eyes are pools of deep greens and blue and a black nose.
[glow=green,2,300]Picture:[/glow] None...
[glow=green,2,300]Personality:[/glow] Ashpaw is very hyper and inquisitive. He's always trying to figure things out whether it's his business or not. He loves to throw caution to the wind and tear across the plateau as fast as he can. Ashpaw is ambitious to keep moving, and doesn't like the prospect of wasting any amount of daytime (which he believes to be play time). Has a tough, defensive, and very unpleasant side no one wants to see.
[glow=green,2,300]IC:[/glow] Ashpaw could see the rabbit, just a few feet away. He tried to mimic the hunter's crouch he'd seen before. Unfortunately for him, his was as stealthy as a lopsided badger. The rabbit took one look and bolted across the open moorland. Oh no you don't! Ashpaw thought to himself as he ran in pursuit. He could feel his legs begin to tire and the rabbit was gaining distance. He prepared himself for a final leap, his muscles tensed. Ashpaw flew through the air and the rabbit made a hair-pin turn. He fell down the the ground clumsily and fell over to his side. Discouragement surged through him, I was so close! he thought. He picked himself up and grumbled all the way back to camp.
[glow=green,2,300]Code:[/glow] SPRING
[glow=green,2,300]Clan:[/glow] Windclan
[glow=green,2,300]Position:[/glow] Apprentice
[glow=green,2,300]Age:[/glow] 6 Moons
[glow=green,2,300]Gender:[/glow] Tom
[glow=green,2,300]Peltage:[/glow] Ashpaw blends in perfectly with the moorland of Windclan. His fur is completely dust brown except for his snow white belly and paws. His eyes are pools of deep greens and blue and a black nose.
[glow=green,2,300]Picture:[/glow] None...
[glow=green,2,300]Personality:[/glow] Ashpaw is very hyper and inquisitive. He's always trying to figure things out whether it's his business or not. He loves to throw caution to the wind and tear across the plateau as fast as he can. Ashpaw is ambitious to keep moving, and doesn't like the prospect of wasting any amount of daytime (which he believes to be play time). Has a tough, defensive, and very unpleasant side no one wants to see.
[glow=green,2,300]IC:[/glow] Ashpaw could see the rabbit, just a few feet away. He tried to mimic the hunter's crouch he'd seen before. Unfortunately for him, his was as stealthy as a lopsided badger. The rabbit took one look and bolted across the open moorland. Oh no you don't! Ashpaw thought to himself as he ran in pursuit. He could feel his legs begin to tire and the rabbit was gaining distance. He prepared himself for a final leap, his muscles tensed. Ashpaw flew through the air and the rabbit made a hair-pin turn. He fell down the the ground clumsily and fell over to his side. Discouragement surged through him, I was so close! he thought. He picked himself up and grumbled all the way back to camp.
[glow=green,2,300]Code:[/glow] SPRING