Post by Deleted on Sept 18, 2019 21:16:36 GMT -5
Name: Fallen Antler of Winter Stag
Age: 24 Moons
Gender: She-Cat
Clan: Tribe of Forgotten Warrios
Rank: Cave-Guard
Picture:
Description: She is a short haired cat. At of sometimes she wishes she was a long-haired due to her large size and bulk. Her body is a bit large then your average female's and her muscles are seemingly well defined. As the two-legs would say, a heccin tank. Her green eyes are of a lighter shade then others, and her tail runs a bit shorter then it really should be, which shocks everyone that her balance is just as fine as any other cat. Her face is always filled with wonder and a seeming openness to others and possibilities. Of course, when she is comfortable around you. Whenever the clans visit, or they attend gatherings, her face tends to lose that openness and becomes straight and un-moving.
Description Summary: Short-haired black and white she-cat with green eyes
Personality: Antler is the definition of Stoic and is very loyal, earning her trust is better then a hunter bringing down a falcon from the sky. Although she is emotional, her facial expressions seems to be very limited and can often confused cats around her. She is not much of a speaker, being the type to speak when spoken to. She requires very little emotional maintenance, and physically she can take care of herself just fine. She can be affectionate when she is comfortable with you, but her cold shoulder in the beginning can scare many cats away. She is very independent and is very easily distracted if something does not require full attention. She is very easy going, and rarely asks questions. However, she does have a very strong, personal moral code that no cat quite knows what it is, but little do they care because it makes her kind.
History: Born to Feather and Nest, part of their last litter. Her solid body caused many to assume her as a to-be cave-guard, which she did become, and she did fairly well, but she can find herself sometimes getting a bit distracted by what's around her rather than keeping her gaze on the sky to watch for sky predators. This distraction often caused her Guide grief. Her moment was when a hawk decided to try for one of the tribe's kits, she had tackled the bird into the ground. Coming out with a few scratches, and all of their lives (not the hawk) she felt her earned her place in the tribe after a long history of being a large, awkward she-cat. Kit were very fond of her, as they loved to climb all over her built form, and she played along. A kit prided beating her in a fight, even though she lost on purpose, causing her to be quite popular among the kits.
RP Example: N/A
Other: Adopted from Tax!
Were You Referred? N/A
Age: 24 Moons
Gender: She-Cat
Clan: Tribe of Forgotten Warrios
Rank: Cave-Guard
Picture:
Description: She is a short haired cat. At of sometimes she wishes she was a long-haired due to her large size and bulk. Her body is a bit large then your average female's and her muscles are seemingly well defined. As the two-legs would say, a heccin tank. Her green eyes are of a lighter shade then others, and her tail runs a bit shorter then it really should be, which shocks everyone that her balance is just as fine as any other cat. Her face is always filled with wonder and a seeming openness to others and possibilities. Of course, when she is comfortable around you. Whenever the clans visit, or they attend gatherings, her face tends to lose that openness and becomes straight and un-moving.
Description Summary: Short-haired black and white she-cat with green eyes
Personality: Antler is the definition of Stoic and is very loyal, earning her trust is better then a hunter bringing down a falcon from the sky. Although she is emotional, her facial expressions seems to be very limited and can often confused cats around her. She is not much of a speaker, being the type to speak when spoken to. She requires very little emotional maintenance, and physically she can take care of herself just fine. She can be affectionate when she is comfortable with you, but her cold shoulder in the beginning can scare many cats away. She is very independent and is very easily distracted if something does not require full attention. She is very easy going, and rarely asks questions. However, she does have a very strong, personal moral code that no cat quite knows what it is, but little do they care because it makes her kind.
History: Born to Feather and Nest, part of their last litter. Her solid body caused many to assume her as a to-be cave-guard, which she did become, and she did fairly well, but she can find herself sometimes getting a bit distracted by what's around her rather than keeping her gaze on the sky to watch for sky predators. This distraction often caused her Guide grief. Her moment was when a hawk decided to try for one of the tribe's kits, she had tackled the bird into the ground. Coming out with a few scratches, and all of their lives (not the hawk) she felt her earned her place in the tribe after a long history of being a large, awkward she-cat. Kit were very fond of her, as they loved to climb all over her built form, and she played along. A kit prided beating her in a fight, even though she lost on purpose, causing her to be quite popular among the kits.
RP Example: N/A
Other: Adopted from Tax!
Were You Referred? N/A