Post by Miss Midnight|| on Oct 23, 2006 15:41:41 GMT -5
Name:
Coldkill
Clan:
Windclan
Position:
Warrior
Age:
Twenty-nine Moons -Two Years and Five Months-
Gender:
Tom
Peltage:
A dirty white color with faint ebony [black]stripes on his shoulders, ears, and tail. His eyes are a mustard color, and always have a cruel tint in them. He is tall and muscular.
Picture:
Personality:
A quiet personality. He dosn't talk much, and has a tendancy to help close friends. Despite his name he is usually very gentle and careful. He has patience and a good disposition. He would be a great mentor. He tends to be sneaky and secretive.
IC:
Mustard optics peered through the night, their cruel tint looming in the darkness. Coldkill walked alone and unnoticed. His paws silently trekked through the golden fields. His ears swiviled like radars. He opened his jowls for wiff of the cool air, and his teeth glinted in the moonlight. A mouse scent was picked up by the highly developed smelling system. He saw it clear as daytime itself. The mouse scuffled along and came right towards Coldkill. He pounced and killed the creature. He dug a hole and buried it, although he would return later on.
Code:
Spring
Coldkill
Clan:
Windclan
Position:
Warrior
Age:
Twenty-nine Moons -Two Years and Five Months-
Gender:
Tom
Peltage:
A dirty white color with faint ebony [black]stripes on his shoulders, ears, and tail. His eyes are a mustard color, and always have a cruel tint in them. He is tall and muscular.
Picture:
Personality:
A quiet personality. He dosn't talk much, and has a tendancy to help close friends. Despite his name he is usually very gentle and careful. He has patience and a good disposition. He would be a great mentor. He tends to be sneaky and secretive.
IC:
Mustard optics peered through the night, their cruel tint looming in the darkness. Coldkill walked alone and unnoticed. His paws silently trekked through the golden fields. His ears swiviled like radars. He opened his jowls for wiff of the cool air, and his teeth glinted in the moonlight. A mouse scent was picked up by the highly developed smelling system. He saw it clear as daytime itself. The mouse scuffled along and came right towards Coldkill. He pounced and killed the creature. He dug a hole and buried it, although he would return later on.
Code:
Spring
