Post by Hatchey on Sept 14, 2007 21:54:50 GMT -5
[glow=green,2,300]Name:[/glow] Jadepaw
[glow=green,2,300]Clan:[/glow] thunderclan
[glow=green,2,300]Position:[/glow] apprentice
[glow=green,2,300]Age:[/glow] 11 moons
[glow=green,2,300]Gender:[/glow] Female
[glow=green,2,300]Peltage:[/glow] Pure white with jade green eyes. Has long fur but is a really beautiful cat.
[glow=green,2,300]Picture:[/glow] without the ribbon
[glow=green,2,300]Personality:[/glow] She is kind and devoted. She is normaly very laid back but is very aggresive if provoked. She is secretly in love but never shows it. She never really likes to fight but is a very well trained apprentice because of her rouge brothers.
[glow=green,2,300]IC:[/glow] Queitly Jadepaw crept though the underbrush of the forest. Low to the ground she kept, stalking a mouse. All was silent except the slow rustle of the wind. Closer, closer she crept, the sent of the warm blood animal before her flared in her nostrils. Finally, she sprang, pinning the soft mouse under her paws. With a swift kill strike to the neck, she had her prey. She held it in her jaws triumphantly and started back toward camp, until a deep, masculine voice inturypted her. nice job sis, but can you take me?....................
[glow=green,2,300]Code:[/glow] blood
[glow=green,2,300]Clan:[/glow] thunderclan
[glow=green,2,300]Position:[/glow] apprentice
[glow=green,2,300]Age:[/glow] 11 moons
[glow=green,2,300]Gender:[/glow] Female
[glow=green,2,300]Peltage:[/glow] Pure white with jade green eyes. Has long fur but is a really beautiful cat.
[glow=green,2,300]Picture:[/glow] without the ribbon
[glow=green,2,300]Personality:[/glow] She is kind and devoted. She is normaly very laid back but is very aggresive if provoked. She is secretly in love but never shows it. She never really likes to fight but is a very well trained apprentice because of her rouge brothers.
[glow=green,2,300]IC:[/glow] Queitly Jadepaw crept though the underbrush of the forest. Low to the ground she kept, stalking a mouse. All was silent except the slow rustle of the wind. Closer, closer she crept, the sent of the warm blood animal before her flared in her nostrils. Finally, she sprang, pinning the soft mouse under her paws. With a swift kill strike to the neck, she had her prey. She held it in her jaws triumphantly and started back toward camp, until a deep, masculine voice inturypted her. nice job sis, but can you take me?....................
[glow=green,2,300]Code:[/glow] blood
