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Post by burntfoot on Aug 11, 2006 19:34:07 GMT -5
[glow=green,2,300]Name:[/glow] Burntfoot
[glow=green,2,300]Clan:[/glow] thunderclan
[glow=green,2,300]Position:[/glow] warrior
[glow=green,2,300]Age:[/glow] 13 moons
[glow=green,2,300]Gender:[/glow] tom
[glow=green,2,300]Peltage:[/glow] grey with black tips of tail and ears.
[glow=green,2,300]Picture:[/glow] none
[glow=green,2,300]Personality:[/glow] He is really loyal to his clan. He limps a little, he thinks it makes him weak. To makes up for that with force and agression. But he is kind at heart
[glow=green,2,300]IC:[/glow] A sleek black tom slid silently through the woods. He sniffed the air, he caught scent of a mouse. He instictivly dropped down into a crouch he started to stalk it. He pounced on it quickly ending its life.
[glow=green,2,300]Code:[/glow] Spring
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Post by kash forgot to sign in on Aug 12, 2006 19:30:43 GMT -5
i would like to see a little bit more IC for this bio before i accept it. it looks good though!
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Post by burntfoot on Aug 16, 2006 12:29:29 GMT -5
burntfoot opened one eye. he noticed it was dawn, he was awoken by a vivid dream. he was on a hunting patrol when the entire shadowclan attack the clan camp. him and the others were the only ones alive. a shiver ran down his spine. "i hope that never happens." he said with a shudder.
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Aug 16, 2006 23:11:54 GMT -5
Accepted!
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