Post by ~*Blossomtail*~ on Dec 19, 2006 20:38:58 GMT -5
Name: Larksong
Clan: Shadowclan
Position: Warrior
Age: 12 moons
Gender: She-cat
Peltage: Beautiful silver tortoishell she-cat with a dappled coat and black speckles on her paws. She also has a scar along her flank. She has beautiful amber eyes, and a beautiful voice, and she simply loves to sing.
Personality: Larksong is a very shy she-cat at first, well, unless she is around toms. She loves to flirt, and hang out with friends. But her favorite thing to do above all is sing to herself with her beautiful voice.
IC: Larksong padded carefully through the trees, carefully and quietly putting one paw in front of another as she padded along this unknown territory, her amber eyes scanning the undergrowth for any sign of prey. Her rumbling belly was urging her on, and when she saw a rustle, she put all the weight on her haunches, and sprang, only to end up being pinned down, and gazing up at a silver white tom, his icy blue eyes freezing her in place. "Well, what's a pretty she-cat like you out here all alone?", the tom meowed, stepping off of her, while Larksong rose to her paws. "I was just...hunting", she meowed, shuffling her black speckled paws in the fallen leaves. "Well, I've already hunted, if you'd like to share with me", he offered, as Larksong blushed, and nodded shyly, while the tom turned around and added, "By the way, I'm Windfoot", he meowed, before he turned around and continued, while Larksong smiled, and padded after him.
Code: Spring
Clan: Shadowclan
Position: Warrior
Age: 12 moons
Gender: She-cat
Peltage: Beautiful silver tortoishell she-cat with a dappled coat and black speckles on her paws. She also has a scar along her flank. She has beautiful amber eyes, and a beautiful voice, and she simply loves to sing.
Personality: Larksong is a very shy she-cat at first, well, unless she is around toms. She loves to flirt, and hang out with friends. But her favorite thing to do above all is sing to herself with her beautiful voice.
IC: Larksong padded carefully through the trees, carefully and quietly putting one paw in front of another as she padded along this unknown territory, her amber eyes scanning the undergrowth for any sign of prey. Her rumbling belly was urging her on, and when she saw a rustle, she put all the weight on her haunches, and sprang, only to end up being pinned down, and gazing up at a silver white tom, his icy blue eyes freezing her in place. "Well, what's a pretty she-cat like you out here all alone?", the tom meowed, stepping off of her, while Larksong rose to her paws. "I was just...hunting", she meowed, shuffling her black speckled paws in the fallen leaves. "Well, I've already hunted, if you'd like to share with me", he offered, as Larksong blushed, and nodded shyly, while the tom turned around and added, "By the way, I'm Windfoot", he meowed, before he turned around and continued, while Larksong smiled, and padded after him.
Code: Spring
