Post by onyxdream on Jun 26, 2006 20:14:19 GMT -5
[glow=green,2,300]Name:[/glow]
Curse (Also known as Angel of Death)
[glow=green,2,300]Clan:[/glow]
Loner
[glow=green,2,300]Position:[/glow]
Loner
[glow=green,2,300]Age:[/glow]
16 moons
[glow=green,2,300]Gender:[/glow]
male
[glow=green,2,300]Peltage:[/glow]
I am white as a ghost, with eyes of of amber and green.
[glow=green,2,300]Picture:[/glow]
static.flickr.com/32/45365471_58318fc751_o.jpg
[glow=green,2,300]Personality:[/glow]
He is a cold blooded killer, with a heart of iron. He is a playa, and plans on having many mates. He is the most rebellious cat you will ever meet, and he will kill you if you so much as say one cross word about him. He has mad skillz when it comes to battle, he is one of the best fighters to be born, and he is very good at making plans quickly. He hates the clans, and hopes to be a part of Touslepelt's raid of Riverclan. He is truly nothing more than a cold blooded murderer
[glow=green,2,300]IC:[/glow]
Multi-colored optics fell on a lovely she-cat about nine tail-leangths in front of him. The blizzard colored tom waltzed forward, "Hey babe." he meowed placidly, "what's happenin?" He reached his destination and began to lick her neck and muzzle, a bit seductively. Muscles rippled under the brutes snowy pelt. The she-cat he was luring in looked at him with enchanting sea-foam eyes, "Honey, nothin's happened 'round here for a long time." she laughed softly, "And nothing ever is gunna happen here. You should know that by now dumba**." Did she just reject him? She did! The brute's black claws struck her face faster than she could think, the female was sprawled on the forest floor mouse lengths in front of him. "Bi**h" he swore angrilly, then he ran up and leapt upon her. He delivered a death bringing bite. Another cat had died at the Angel's will.
[glow=green,2,300]Code:[/glow]
Spring
Curse (Also known as Angel of Death)
[glow=green,2,300]Clan:[/glow]
Loner
[glow=green,2,300]Position:[/glow]
Loner
[glow=green,2,300]Age:[/glow]
16 moons
[glow=green,2,300]Gender:[/glow]
male
[glow=green,2,300]Peltage:[/glow]
I am white as a ghost, with eyes of of amber and green.
[glow=green,2,300]Picture:[/glow]
static.flickr.com/32/45365471_58318fc751_o.jpg
[glow=green,2,300]Personality:[/glow]
He is a cold blooded killer, with a heart of iron. He is a playa, and plans on having many mates. He is the most rebellious cat you will ever meet, and he will kill you if you so much as say one cross word about him. He has mad skillz when it comes to battle, he is one of the best fighters to be born, and he is very good at making plans quickly. He hates the clans, and hopes to be a part of Touslepelt's raid of Riverclan. He is truly nothing more than a cold blooded murderer
[glow=green,2,300]IC:[/glow]
Multi-colored optics fell on a lovely she-cat about nine tail-leangths in front of him. The blizzard colored tom waltzed forward, "Hey babe." he meowed placidly, "what's happenin?" He reached his destination and began to lick her neck and muzzle, a bit seductively. Muscles rippled under the brutes snowy pelt. The she-cat he was luring in looked at him with enchanting sea-foam eyes, "Honey, nothin's happened 'round here for a long time." she laughed softly, "And nothing ever is gunna happen here. You should know that by now dumba**." Did she just reject him? She did! The brute's black claws struck her face faster than she could think, the female was sprawled on the forest floor mouse lengths in front of him. "Bi**h" he swore angrilly, then he ran up and leapt upon her. He delivered a death bringing bite. Another cat had died at the Angel's will.
[glow=green,2,300]Code:[/glow]
Spring