Post by **MidnightBloo** on Jul 23, 2009 16:17:08 GMT -5
Name: Wildfire
Gender: Tom
Clan: Fernclan
Position: Warrior
Age: 28 moons
Appearance: Wildfire has firey pelt like his mother and father. He's very muscular and much bigger than the average cats he lives with. His eyes are a glowing green color that are just asking you to back off and to leave him be. His fur is ruffled and sometimes a bit in knots.
Personality: A very brave cat who has this proud aura that shows his independence. Though he is also very solitary and will have only a few close friends that he can talk to personally. Not social at all, but does have a high voice of opinion and stubbornness. Proably one of the most stubborn you'll ever meet. He's deathly afraid of forest fires and isn't awesome at anything. The average cat but his unusual size gives him an advantage in battle.
IC: The grass squished between his feet as he looked around scenting for prey that seemed to frolic in greenleaf. A mouse'sscent twitched at his nose and he slowly went into a hunters' crouch. The mouse was nibbling on a nut when Wildfire found it. Swiftly he slid closer until it pricked it's ears and he went for a lunge. The mouse lie still. This was a victory for Wildfire and he must nowreturn for his FernClan duties.
Picture: www.catimages.co.uk/Breed%20Photographs%20A-B/ppages/ppage11.htm
Gender: Tom
Clan: Fernclan
Position: Warrior
Age: 28 moons
Appearance: Wildfire has firey pelt like his mother and father. He's very muscular and much bigger than the average cats he lives with. His eyes are a glowing green color that are just asking you to back off and to leave him be. His fur is ruffled and sometimes a bit in knots.
Personality: A very brave cat who has this proud aura that shows his independence. Though he is also very solitary and will have only a few close friends that he can talk to personally. Not social at all, but does have a high voice of opinion and stubbornness. Proably one of the most stubborn you'll ever meet. He's deathly afraid of forest fires and isn't awesome at anything. The average cat but his unusual size gives him an advantage in battle.
IC: The grass squished between his feet as he looked around scenting for prey that seemed to frolic in greenleaf. A mouse'sscent twitched at his nose and he slowly went into a hunters' crouch. The mouse was nibbling on a nut when Wildfire found it. Swiftly he slid closer until it pricked it's ears and he went for a lunge. The mouse lie still. This was a victory for Wildfire and he must nowreturn for his FernClan duties.
Picture: www.catimages.co.uk/Breed%20Photographs%20A-B/ppages/ppage11.htm
