Post by moonfire on Nov 7, 2006 13:38:13 GMT -5
[glow=blue,2,300]Name:Tikiriver
Clan:Riverclan
Position:Warrior
Age:36 moons
Gender:she-cat
Peltage: Tikiriver is a brown tabby with a little pit of white on her chin. Her toes have some white but not much. She has green eyes just like her father who is now deid. She is a little smaller then her sister Oakpelt. She is small and slender. She has a unatrule grace to her and she is light on her paws. Sharp claws that are almost thorn like in both shape and size.
Picture:
Personality: Tikiriver is bright and joyfull. She accepts life and deals with it. Tikiriver makes the best out of her life. She is kind and gently and loves to be with other cats. She will do anything to be with her sister oakpelt. She likes to help if she can and she knows alot about herbs. She hates fighting but will do it if she must. Tikiriver is a very good hunter but not that good at fighting.
IC: Tikiriver was running away from something. She didnt know what but it was something. She cept running. She could hear panting behind her. She felt hot breath on her fur. Then she plinkd and she was back in the Warriors den sweeting as if she had been truly runnin gaway from something!
Code:SPRING
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Clan:Riverclan
Position:Warrior
Age:36 moons
Gender:she-cat
Peltage: Tikiriver is a brown tabby with a little pit of white on her chin. Her toes have some white but not much. She has green eyes just like her father who is now deid. She is a little smaller then her sister Oakpelt. She is small and slender. She has a unatrule grace to her and she is light on her paws. Sharp claws that are almost thorn like in both shape and size.
Picture:
Personality: Tikiriver is bright and joyfull. She accepts life and deals with it. Tikiriver makes the best out of her life. She is kind and gently and loves to be with other cats. She will do anything to be with her sister oakpelt. She likes to help if she can and she knows alot about herbs. She hates fighting but will do it if she must. Tikiriver is a very good hunter but not that good at fighting.
IC: Tikiriver was running away from something. She didnt know what but it was something. She cept running. She could hear panting behind her. She felt hot breath on her fur. Then she plinkd and she was back in the Warriors den sweeting as if she had been truly runnin gaway from something!
Code:SPRING
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