Post by mistymoon on May 16, 2006 20:23:29 GMT -5
[glow=green,2,300]Name:[/glow]
My name is Mistymoon.
[glow=green,2,300]Clan:[/glow]
I would like to be in ShadowClan.
[glow=green,2,300]Position:[/glow]
I would like to be a warrior.
[glow=green,2,300]Age:[/glow]
I am seven, almost eight, moons old.
[glow=green,2,300]Gender:[/glow]
I am a she-cat.
[glow=green,2,300]Peltage:[/glow]
I have a silver-grey pelt with a white tipped tail.
[glow=green,2,300]Personality:[/glow]
I am very fun loving, sometimes sarcastic, and happy. I would be very faithful to my Clan.
[glow=green,2,300]IC:[/glow]
Mistymoon sat down, the silver moon making her pelt look like one of StarClan. She glanced around at the camp, at the leader speaking gravely to his deputy, at the apprentices fight-playing with the kits watching every move, at the queens watching their kits happily, at the warriors eating the fresh-kill. Her stomach growled at the thought. She went out to begin hunting.
There was Mistymoon's chance! A mouse was nibbling a piece of grass, oblivious to the predator approaching. Before the mouse could even take another breath, Mistymoon pounced, killing it with one blow. Satisfied, she returned back to camp.
[glow=green,2,300]Code:[/glow]
SPRING