Post by evilspirit on Dec 31, 2007 15:28:01 GMT -5
Nightfang
I've become so numb
I can't feel you there
Become so tired
so much more aware
I'm becoming this
all I want to do
Is be more like me
and be less like you
[by Linkin Park]
General Info
Name. Nightfang
Warrior Name. None (is a loner)
Nicknames. None
Gender. Female
Age. 26 moons
Birth Clan. Firepack
Past Clans. Firepack
Current Clan. Loner
Rank. N/A
-.-.-.-
Appearance
Build. Very lean
Fur. Black fur with dark brown tips
Eyes. Golden with a twinge of orange
Other. Many scratches on her neck from a twoleg attack, but are herdly visible now.
Personality. Likes doing things alone. She isn't very social at all.
Hobbies and talents. She is exeptionally fast and good at hunting0.
Faults and dislikes. She has a short temper
-.-.-.-
History
Parents. Silverstar and Ravencloud (deceased)
Siblings. Sparrowpup, Moonpup (deceased)
Closer than a friend. Mate. None
After me. Kits. None
Other Family. None
Gone but unforgotten. All of Firepack
History.
Nightfang's entire pack was slaughtered when she was only 7 moons old. Before he died, her father named Nightpup Nightfang and said that she would be leader if any other wolves survived the attack. They didn't. Nightfang has been almost silent since then.
Since then.
What's happened to your cat since the RP started. (she has not entered any RPs yet)
Companionship.
List of RP cats who your kitty is friends with.
Enmity. None
Otherwise known. None really
-.-.-.-
In Addendum
--Rubbish cow
Roleplaying Sample
The sound of the crickets calling out to one another filled the immense forest. A lone owl does the same, its haunting shreik making the mice of the area retreat to their dens. Two orange eyes peirce the dark blue and back scene, as Nightfang almost silently padded through the dead leaves. The lone wolf soundlessly climbs onto a large boulder like a liquid shadow. She then lets out an enormous howl. The crickets stop chriping. The owl closes his beak. They all felt a strong fear of this loner. But Nightfang knew that these other animals could never feel the fear and loss that she has felt. She moves on, not making a single noise other than the beating of her shattered heart.
I've become so numb
I can't feel you there
Become so tired
so much more aware
I'm becoming this
all I want to do
Is be more like me
and be less like you
[by Linkin Park]
General Info
Name. Nightfang
Warrior Name. None (is a loner)
Nicknames. None
Gender. Female
Age. 26 moons
Birth Clan. Firepack
Past Clans. Firepack
Current Clan. Loner
Rank. N/A
-.-.-.-
Appearance
Build. Very lean
Fur. Black fur with dark brown tips
Eyes. Golden with a twinge of orange
Other. Many scratches on her neck from a twoleg attack, but are herdly visible now.
Personality. Likes doing things alone. She isn't very social at all.
Hobbies and talents. She is exeptionally fast and good at hunting0.
Faults and dislikes. She has a short temper
-.-.-.-
History
Parents. Silverstar and Ravencloud (deceased)
Siblings. Sparrowpup, Moonpup (deceased)
Closer than a friend. Mate. None
After me. Kits. None
Other Family. None
Gone but unforgotten. All of Firepack
History.
Nightfang's entire pack was slaughtered when she was only 7 moons old. Before he died, her father named Nightpup Nightfang and said that she would be leader if any other wolves survived the attack. They didn't. Nightfang has been almost silent since then.
Since then.
What's happened to your cat since the RP started. (she has not entered any RPs yet)
Companionship.
List of RP cats who your kitty is friends with.
Enmity. None
Otherwise known. None really
-.-.-.-
In Addendum
--Rubbish cow
Roleplaying Sample
The sound of the crickets calling out to one another filled the immense forest. A lone owl does the same, its haunting shreik making the mice of the area retreat to their dens. Two orange eyes peirce the dark blue and back scene, as Nightfang almost silently padded through the dead leaves. The lone wolf soundlessly climbs onto a large boulder like a liquid shadow. She then lets out an enormous howl. The crickets stop chriping. The owl closes his beak. They all felt a strong fear of this loner. But Nightfang knew that these other animals could never feel the fear and loss that she has felt. She moves on, not making a single noise other than the beating of her shattered heart.
