Post by coalfur on Feb 29, 2008 18:52:11 GMT -5
Name:Clover
Clan:none
Position:loner
Age:24 moons
Gender:she-cat
Peltage:Grayish blue with a white stripe down her nose. In the sunlight she looks almost white and in the dark she looks almost black. She has a black splotch on her rigth flank and her under belly is slightly darker than her back. Her eyes are blue with a sliver of green in her right one. The blue seems to flash brighter then the rest of her eye when she's feeling strongly about something. Her eyes always betray her true feelings.
Picture:none
Personality:Clover is a spontaneus young she-cat. She's very observant and loyal to those who earn her trust. She's loves to try and keep peace but will not let anyone insult her firneds or her honnor. She's kind and gentle and understanding.
IC:Clover swished her tail. The four mice emerging from the roots of the brown oak pricked their ears but missed her as she melted against the water. Again she swished her tail this time adding a soot stomp for fun. A mouse scurried back down the hole. Clover snickered and lept at the three remianing mice. Instead of landing on them she thudded right next to them. Two mice scuttled down into the roots but the fourth keelled over in fright. Clover was still sniggering when she reached her den. It was a temporary fox hole den with ferns and thorns gurading the entrance. She pushed her way through and steetled on the moss. With a small lonely sigh she dipped her head and ripped the mouse to pieces. It sang with the forest flavors. THe taste danced across her tongue. She finished it quickly and purred contentdly. The perfect end to a relatively perfect day.
Code:Blood
Clan:none
Position:loner
Age:24 moons
Gender:she-cat
Peltage:Grayish blue with a white stripe down her nose. In the sunlight she looks almost white and in the dark she looks almost black. She has a black splotch on her rigth flank and her under belly is slightly darker than her back. Her eyes are blue with a sliver of green in her right one. The blue seems to flash brighter then the rest of her eye when she's feeling strongly about something. Her eyes always betray her true feelings.
Picture:none
Personality:Clover is a spontaneus young she-cat. She's very observant and loyal to those who earn her trust. She's loves to try and keep peace but will not let anyone insult her firneds or her honnor. She's kind and gentle and understanding.
IC:Clover swished her tail. The four mice emerging from the roots of the brown oak pricked their ears but missed her as she melted against the water. Again she swished her tail this time adding a soot stomp for fun. A mouse scurried back down the hole. Clover snickered and lept at the three remianing mice. Instead of landing on them she thudded right next to them. Two mice scuttled down into the roots but the fourth keelled over in fright. Clover was still sniggering when she reached her den. It was a temporary fox hole den with ferns and thorns gurading the entrance. She pushed her way through and steetled on the moss. With a small lonely sigh she dipped her head and ripped the mouse to pieces. It sang with the forest flavors. THe taste danced across her tongue. She finished it quickly and purred contentdly. The perfect end to a relatively perfect day.
Code:Blood