Post by blaze on Jan 25, 2008 13:42:13 GMT -5
I am sorry, I have no time to finish this now, but it shall be done before the weekend is over.
Thanks,
'Mingo
[glow=red,2,300]Name:[/glow] Shatteredheart
[glow=red,2,300]Clan:[/glow] ShadowClan
[glow=red,2,300]Position:[/glow] Warrior
[glow=red,2,300]Age:[/glow] 26 moons
[glow=red,2,300]Gender:[/glow] Female
[glow=red,2,300]Peltage:[/glow] Shatteredheart is all black with a white tail and perfect, lemon-shaped ice-blue eyes. Shatteredheart has short fur that's thick and bristly and it's shiny from her obsesive compulsive ammounts of time that she washes her fur per each day.
[glow=red,2,300]Picture:[/glow] ((none yet))
[glow=red,2,300]Personality:[/glow] Shatteredheart was a hyper kitten, but when she became an apprentice, her mother died giving birth to her second set of kits. Shatteredheart was never the same, she was always cold and closed off to all other cats, and still is today, though she's now looking for a mate to help cheer her up.
[glow=red,2,300]IC:[/glow] Shatteredheart looked around the clearing, everyone was asleep, a shiver ran up Shatteredheart's back. The thought of being alone, forced to stay silent, during her vigal as a new warrior. At every leaf rustling to every cat turning in their sleep, Shatteredheart's pelt twisted violently as she turned to face the noise. Every movement of the shadows, every rustle from the wind, the black she-cat's pelt stood on end. She felt so helpless, unable to cry out for help, and feeling as if she might be unable to help the Clan if something bad happened.
[glow=red,2,300]Code:[/glow] BLOOD
Thanks,
'Mingo
[glow=red,2,300]Name:[/glow] Shatteredheart
[glow=red,2,300]Clan:[/glow] ShadowClan
[glow=red,2,300]Position:[/glow] Warrior
[glow=red,2,300]Age:[/glow] 26 moons
[glow=red,2,300]Gender:[/glow] Female
[glow=red,2,300]Peltage:[/glow] Shatteredheart is all black with a white tail and perfect, lemon-shaped ice-blue eyes. Shatteredheart has short fur that's thick and bristly and it's shiny from her obsesive compulsive ammounts of time that she washes her fur per each day.
[glow=red,2,300]Picture:[/glow] ((none yet))
[glow=red,2,300]Personality:[/glow] Shatteredheart was a hyper kitten, but when she became an apprentice, her mother died giving birth to her second set of kits. Shatteredheart was never the same, she was always cold and closed off to all other cats, and still is today, though she's now looking for a mate to help cheer her up.
[glow=red,2,300]IC:[/glow] Shatteredheart looked around the clearing, everyone was asleep, a shiver ran up Shatteredheart's back. The thought of being alone, forced to stay silent, during her vigal as a new warrior. At every leaf rustling to every cat turning in their sleep, Shatteredheart's pelt twisted violently as she turned to face the noise. Every movement of the shadows, every rustle from the wind, the black she-cat's pelt stood on end. She felt so helpless, unable to cry out for help, and feeling as if she might be unable to help the Clan if something bad happened.
[glow=red,2,300]Code:[/glow] BLOOD