Post by berrypaw on Nov 13, 2006 19:30:55 GMT -5
Name: Darkpelt
Clan: Shadowclan
Position: Warrior
Age: 24
Gender: She-cat
Peltage: Darkpelt is a large black cat with golden eyes and a splash of white on her chest. She has short fur and ears that have always seemed just a little too large for her head.
Picture: 7art-screensavers.com/flowers/2004-08-15-kolontaevo-flowers/the-black-cat-of-mine.jpg
Personality: Darkpelt is generally a calm cat. She has settled well into her role as a warrior and is not nearly as hyper as she was during her moons as a kit and as an apprentice.
IC: Darkpelt stalked silently through the trees, searching for prey. There doesn't seem to be much around here, she thought. Maybe I should try farther from camp… Suddenly her large ears swiveled toward a slight sound and she dropped into a crouch. Her dark fur blended well with the shadows as she slowly crept forward under the leaves of a bush, eyes growing larger in the dark as she focused in on the source of the sound. There it was. A mouse was sitting at the base of a tree just a few foxlengths away. It looked like it was eating something. Darkpelt crawled forward again, stealthily placing each paw on solid ground so she would not alert her prey. She crept closer, and closer. At last she was within range. The dark cat tensed, shifting her weight on her haunches for the best push, and sprang from the bushes. She planted her paws on the mouse before it could react and pinned it to the ground as she landed. Darkpelt bit the mouse's neck quickly and picked it up in her mouth. One more for the fresh kill pile, she thought cheerfully as she turned and trotted back toward camp. That makes six. Not bad for a day's hunting.
Code: Spring
Clan: Shadowclan
Position: Warrior
Age: 24
Gender: She-cat
Peltage: Darkpelt is a large black cat with golden eyes and a splash of white on her chest. She has short fur and ears that have always seemed just a little too large for her head.
Picture: 7art-screensavers.com/flowers/2004-08-15-kolontaevo-flowers/the-black-cat-of-mine.jpg
Personality: Darkpelt is generally a calm cat. She has settled well into her role as a warrior and is not nearly as hyper as she was during her moons as a kit and as an apprentice.
IC: Darkpelt stalked silently through the trees, searching for prey. There doesn't seem to be much around here, she thought. Maybe I should try farther from camp… Suddenly her large ears swiveled toward a slight sound and she dropped into a crouch. Her dark fur blended well with the shadows as she slowly crept forward under the leaves of a bush, eyes growing larger in the dark as she focused in on the source of the sound. There it was. A mouse was sitting at the base of a tree just a few foxlengths away. It looked like it was eating something. Darkpelt crawled forward again, stealthily placing each paw on solid ground so she would not alert her prey. She crept closer, and closer. At last she was within range. The dark cat tensed, shifting her weight on her haunches for the best push, and sprang from the bushes. She planted her paws on the mouse before it could react and pinned it to the ground as she landed. Darkpelt bit the mouse's neck quickly and picked it up in her mouth. One more for the fresh kill pile, she thought cheerfully as she turned and trotted back toward camp. That makes six. Not bad for a day's hunting.
Code: Spring
. Yay! Now we can RP together.