Post by S A N I T Y ? ¡ ? ¡ on Jul 5, 2009 13:14:06 GMT -5
Name: BlackFeather
Gender: She cat
Clan: Riverclan
Position: Warrior
Age: 18
Appearance: Alice is a black cat. Her eyes are an icy blue with a covering of grey. She is very slim and her claws and teeth are razor sharp. Her coat is a smooth black with no markings. It shines in the moonlight. Long legs, great for running.
Personality: Alice has a very firce personality, you mess with her, she will mess with your face. She isn't afraid to attack you and doesnt care what you think. Its your throat. She is usually the outcasts of the clan but they only keep her around because of her skills and stregth. She doesnt really like to talk or anything. She loves to fight others and usually wins the fight. Many call her 'The Black Cat Of Misfoutune'. Alice LOVES the cold snow and the frezzing rain. She hated warm places and also has a strong hate for birds.
»»mother: Elise Marie Hathen (Dead)
»»father: Lelouch James Hathen (Dead)
»»siblings: Elliot Charles Hathen (Dead)
Want her history? PM me. Its around 3 paragraphs and a good waste of time XD
IC: The black cat padded around the large forest. It was where she liked to be when everything made no sense to her. There was so much death, so much pain and fighting. She didn't know why. She tossed her head and continued on the unmarked path. Her paws made light tapping sounds against the damp earth. Alice soon stopped dead in her tracks. A very familiar yet unwelcoming smell came across her. A wolf.
Alice growled in disgust. The wolves where probably the reason for this war. Even though some where traitors like her, she still hated them. They weren't her own kind. Why should she deal with their juvenile behavior. 'I shouldn't worry. Just a wolf, nothing more' She thought to herself and padded around, but with more caution then before. If the wolf was near, she would know. Her scenes where on high alert. If anything was to come near her, she would be ready.
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Gender: She cat
Clan: Riverclan
Position: Warrior
Age: 18
Appearance: Alice is a black cat. Her eyes are an icy blue with a covering of grey. She is very slim and her claws and teeth are razor sharp. Her coat is a smooth black with no markings. It shines in the moonlight. Long legs, great for running.
Personality: Alice has a very firce personality, you mess with her, she will mess with your face. She isn't afraid to attack you and doesnt care what you think. Its your throat. She is usually the outcasts of the clan but they only keep her around because of her skills and stregth. She doesnt really like to talk or anything. She loves to fight others and usually wins the fight. Many call her 'The Black Cat Of Misfoutune'. Alice LOVES the cold snow and the frezzing rain. She hated warm places and also has a strong hate for birds.
»»mother: Elise Marie Hathen (Dead)
»»father: Lelouch James Hathen (Dead)
»»siblings: Elliot Charles Hathen (Dead)
Want her history? PM me. Its around 3 paragraphs and a good waste of time XD
IC: The black cat padded around the large forest. It was where she liked to be when everything made no sense to her. There was so much death, so much pain and fighting. She didn't know why. She tossed her head and continued on the unmarked path. Her paws made light tapping sounds against the damp earth. Alice soon stopped dead in her tracks. A very familiar yet unwelcoming smell came across her. A wolf.
Alice growled in disgust. The wolves where probably the reason for this war. Even though some where traitors like her, she still hated them. They weren't her own kind. Why should she deal with their juvenile behavior. 'I shouldn't worry. Just a wolf, nothing more' She thought to herself and padded around, but with more caution then before. If the wolf was near, she would know. Her scenes where on high alert. If anything was to come near her, she would be ready.
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