Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jun 7, 2007 16:58:06 GMT -5
Name:
Yen
Clan:
N/A
Position:
Loner
Age:
7 Moons
Gender:
She-cat
Peltage:
Yen has a slender build and is very quick. She has long, transparent talons that are sharp as knives. She has a beige based coat with dark brown on her ears, muzzle, legs, and tail. She has very dazzling sapphire pools.
Picture:
Personality:
Yen is quite the handful. She lives up to her juvenile age with her spunky personality. She listens most of the time, but is a true rebel at heart. She wants to be one of those seductive types when she grows up, and wants a mentor who is the same. She has a tendency to get in a lot of trouble. Yen isn’t one to grow to kill, but with proper training she’ll be a murderous assassin.
IC:
Chocolate ears swiveled uncomplainingly, listening to the sounds of the woodland. Yen watched closely as she tiptoed towards a chaffinch, the young bird was scuffling about the forest floor, chirping its heart away. She wiggled her beige rump and sprang on top of the unsuspecting prey. Yen bit down on its delicate neck, clamping down on the throat and suffocating it. The she-cat purred in delight as she beamed at her catch. She took it in her jaws and carried it off to a safer place to eat.
Code:
SpRiNg
Yen
Clan:
N/A
Position:
Loner
Age:
7 Moons
Gender:
She-cat
Peltage:
Yen has a slender build and is very quick. She has long, transparent talons that are sharp as knives. She has a beige based coat with dark brown on her ears, muzzle, legs, and tail. She has very dazzling sapphire pools.
Picture:
Personality:
Yen is quite the handful. She lives up to her juvenile age with her spunky personality. She listens most of the time, but is a true rebel at heart. She wants to be one of those seductive types when she grows up, and wants a mentor who is the same. She has a tendency to get in a lot of trouble. Yen isn’t one to grow to kill, but with proper training she’ll be a murderous assassin.
IC:
Chocolate ears swiveled uncomplainingly, listening to the sounds of the woodland. Yen watched closely as she tiptoed towards a chaffinch, the young bird was scuffling about the forest floor, chirping its heart away. She wiggled her beige rump and sprang on top of the unsuspecting prey. Yen bit down on its delicate neck, clamping down on the throat and suffocating it. The she-cat purred in delight as she beamed at her catch. She took it in her jaws and carried it off to a safer place to eat.
Code:
SpRiNg
