Post by hexx on Aug 19, 2006 20:07:22 GMT -5
[glow=green,2,300]Name:[/glow]
Lioness.
[glow=green,2,300]Clan:[/glow]
Rogue.
[glow=green,2,300]Position:[/glow]
Warrior.
[glow=green,2,300]Age:[/glow]
15 moons.
[glow=green,2,300]Gender:[/glow]
Female.
[glow=green,2,300]Peltage:[/glow]
Lioness is quite the beautiful she-cat. She has a beautiful golden-colored pelt, glowing like rays of the delicate sun. Her eyes gleam like small, gleaming sapphires, although they usually grow in size when she's happy, surprised, or enraged. Lioness has a slender, beautiful figure, and a seductive smile that could set the hearts of the coldest toms on fire.
[glow=green,2,300]Picture:[/glow]
Don't have one...
[glow=green,2,300]Personality:[/glow]
Lioness is extremely seductive, and although she acts as though she is cold and heartless, she really wants to be with a tom. She lusts a muscular, cold-hearted tom, to cuddle with, then wait for him to leave her. Lioness desires kits of her own, but not too many.
[glow=green,2,300]IC:[/glow]
The coldest of nights had freezing winds that whipped Lion's golden fur and showed the bright blood on his sunny form. The small, creamy she-cat cuddled beside the corpse, moaning in agony of loss.
Lion, she moaned. Why'd you leave? I miss you already.. She whipped around to glare at the adolescant she-cat with slender limbs, blonde fur and sapphire eyes, who gazed solemnly at the tom who had been her father.
Lioness, help me bury him! She ordered, blue eyes so like her own pained. Lioness snorted, shaking her head.
I wouldn't touch a dead cat. I'm off. See you, my mother... Creame. She coldly dipped her head but cut off, then darting away, tail waving happily in the air. I'm free!
[glow=green,2,300]Code:[/glow]
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Lioness.
[glow=green,2,300]Clan:[/glow]
Rogue.
[glow=green,2,300]Position:[/glow]
Warrior.
[glow=green,2,300]Age:[/glow]
15 moons.
[glow=green,2,300]Gender:[/glow]
Female.
[glow=green,2,300]Peltage:[/glow]
Lioness is quite the beautiful she-cat. She has a beautiful golden-colored pelt, glowing like rays of the delicate sun. Her eyes gleam like small, gleaming sapphires, although they usually grow in size when she's happy, surprised, or enraged. Lioness has a slender, beautiful figure, and a seductive smile that could set the hearts of the coldest toms on fire.
[glow=green,2,300]Picture:[/glow]
Don't have one...
[glow=green,2,300]Personality:[/glow]
Lioness is extremely seductive, and although she acts as though she is cold and heartless, she really wants to be with a tom. She lusts a muscular, cold-hearted tom, to cuddle with, then wait for him to leave her. Lioness desires kits of her own, but not too many.
[glow=green,2,300]IC:[/glow]
The coldest of nights had freezing winds that whipped Lion's golden fur and showed the bright blood on his sunny form. The small, creamy she-cat cuddled beside the corpse, moaning in agony of loss.
Lion, she moaned. Why'd you leave? I miss you already.. She whipped around to glare at the adolescant she-cat with slender limbs, blonde fur and sapphire eyes, who gazed solemnly at the tom who had been her father.
Lioness, help me bury him! She ordered, blue eyes so like her own pained. Lioness snorted, shaking her head.
I wouldn't touch a dead cat. I'm off. See you, my mother... Creame. She coldly dipped her head but cut off, then darting away, tail waving happily in the air. I'm free!
[glow=green,2,300]Code:[/glow]
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