Post by .Whitey. on Sept 3, 2007 14:47:40 GMT -5
[glow=green,2,300]Name:[/glow] Echoriver
[glow=green,2,300]Clan:[/glow] Thunderclan
[glow=green,2,300]Position:[/glow] Warrior
[glow=green,2,300]Age:[/glow] 34 moons
[glow=green,2,300]Gender:[/glow] She-cat
[glow=green,2,300]Peltage:[/glow] Echoriver has a silvery pelt that shines in the moonlight. Its is short and fluffy and kept well groomed. Her face has a different colours added to it, black covers a patch on her face and her whiskers a short whilst her tail is long and flecked. Her eyes are a emerald luminous green that glimmer from time to time betraying her emotions and feelings.
[glow=green,2,300]Personality:[/glow] Echoriver is a sensible cat and has a tendancy to doddle off into her own little world. She is much like a medicine cat but believes that their is more to revenge than healing other cats. She spends most of her day; if not on patrol or hunting; dreaming about the skies and starclan itself. She has a placid sense around her that would make the wildest kit calm.
[glow=green,2,300]IC:[/glow] Echoriver padded through the trees her head looking up towards the sky. Today, was a abnormally sunny day and the skies were blue with no clouds. She shivered; Tonight will be cold if there are no clouds. she thought miserably. The once thing she had admired about loners or kittypets wqas the fact they had a cosy place for their own to stay in when it rained. Luckily, she was a senior warrior so she slept more or less in the center. Her tail swished as she let scents in arounds her. Fresh air came flooding into her mouth and she could smell the faintest of mice.
She had dropped into a hunters position and was drawing closer to the to-be fresh kill. There the mouse sat nibbling on a piece of hazel nut. She was down wind so she could make the kil easily enough, and she did. Swooping down with one paw she bite into its neck before it could scrabble away. Echoriviers mouth watered at the taste of fresh kill. The Clan must be fed first. she thought absent mindedly whilst burying it to find more prey.
[glow=green,2,300]Code:[/glow] Blood.
[glow=green,2,300]Clan:[/glow] Thunderclan
[glow=green,2,300]Position:[/glow] Warrior
[glow=green,2,300]Age:[/glow] 34 moons
[glow=green,2,300]Gender:[/glow] She-cat
[glow=green,2,300]Peltage:[/glow] Echoriver has a silvery pelt that shines in the moonlight. Its is short and fluffy and kept well groomed. Her face has a different colours added to it, black covers a patch on her face and her whiskers a short whilst her tail is long and flecked. Her eyes are a emerald luminous green that glimmer from time to time betraying her emotions and feelings.
[glow=green,2,300]Personality:[/glow] Echoriver is a sensible cat and has a tendancy to doddle off into her own little world. She is much like a medicine cat but believes that their is more to revenge than healing other cats. She spends most of her day; if not on patrol or hunting; dreaming about the skies and starclan itself. She has a placid sense around her that would make the wildest kit calm.
[glow=green,2,300]IC:[/glow] Echoriver padded through the trees her head looking up towards the sky. Today, was a abnormally sunny day and the skies were blue with no clouds. She shivered; Tonight will be cold if there are no clouds. she thought miserably. The once thing she had admired about loners or kittypets wqas the fact they had a cosy place for their own to stay in when it rained. Luckily, she was a senior warrior so she slept more or less in the center. Her tail swished as she let scents in arounds her. Fresh air came flooding into her mouth and she could smell the faintest of mice.
She had dropped into a hunters position and was drawing closer to the to-be fresh kill. There the mouse sat nibbling on a piece of hazel nut. She was down wind so she could make the kil easily enough, and she did. Swooping down with one paw she bite into its neck before it could scrabble away. Echoriviers mouth watered at the taste of fresh kill. The Clan must be fed first. she thought absent mindedly whilst burying it to find more prey.
[glow=green,2,300]Code:[/glow] Blood.
