Post by eveningfur on Jan 25, 2007 17:11:25 GMT -5
Name
Eveningfur
Clan
ShiningClan
Position
Medicine cat
Age
34 moons
Gender
she-cat.
Peltage
Dark, slim, blue-gray she-cat with black paws and flecks and odd emerald eyes
Picture
*Optional*
Personality
Eveningfur is a very bold she-cat. She doesn't let things dissuade her and doesn't put up with insolence or cowardice. She enjoys running and always keeps fit and aware. She can very easily take care of herself, as she's a wonderful fighter and thinker. She's swift and quick, along with clever and intelligent. Though she's tough, she is very gentle around weak or sick cats, and kits in general.
IC
Eveningfur trotted through the entrance to camp with some fresh-kill. She refused to let everyone hunt for her without her helping restock the pile. As she dropped off her last catch, she grabbed a vole and headed for the edge of camp to eat it. As she was about to pass a patch of sunlight, she stopped. She set down her meal, and stretched in the warm light. Her black and gray fur shimmering over tuned and rippling muscles. She sighed happily and decided to eat right there. She settled down and started munching, silently going over the herbs she needed to collect.
Code
four trees
Eveningfur
Clan
ShiningClan
Position
Medicine cat
Age
34 moons
Gender
she-cat.
Peltage
Dark, slim, blue-gray she-cat with black paws and flecks and odd emerald eyes
Picture
*Optional*
Personality
Eveningfur is a very bold she-cat. She doesn't let things dissuade her and doesn't put up with insolence or cowardice. She enjoys running and always keeps fit and aware. She can very easily take care of herself, as she's a wonderful fighter and thinker. She's swift and quick, along with clever and intelligent. Though she's tough, she is very gentle around weak or sick cats, and kits in general.
IC
Eveningfur trotted through the entrance to camp with some fresh-kill. She refused to let everyone hunt for her without her helping restock the pile. As she dropped off her last catch, she grabbed a vole and headed for the edge of camp to eat it. As she was about to pass a patch of sunlight, she stopped. She set down her meal, and stretched in the warm light. Her black and gray fur shimmering over tuned and rippling muscles. She sighed happily and decided to eat right there. She settled down and started munching, silently going over the herbs she needed to collect.
Code
four trees
