Post by pizzaz on Aug 31, 2008 2:21:10 GMT -5
Alt Name:BadgerMaw
Desired IC prefix:Badger
Gender:Tom
Desired Clan:SnowClan
Desired Rank:Warrior
Description:A large tabby tom,long pelt painted with an assortment of colors, ranging from black and white, to red and brown. Small ears and especially massive paws are his key features, as well as an ugly scar running vertically across his right eye, and down his muzzle, presumably made by a huge set of claws. Impossibly yellow eyes shown from beneath a heavy brow.
Experience in Warriors/Feral rp:Guh, I've been to so many feral dreams and RP'd in them I've lost count. One of them is Ra-Rael Feral lands, amongst many others in 5 years of Furc.
Personality:BadgerFace is ambitious, and seemingly always has thoughts of power in the deepest corners of his mind, but he is nonetheless zealously loyal to his clan. BadgerFace isn't tolerant of many things, but he is patient to some extent. He also has a hefty sense of paranoia and suspicion around almost all cats, even those within his clan. But regardless, he will follow orders without question.
History:BadgerFace was at one point, a loner named Rudd. For about a year of his life in fact. Until one morning, he had stumbled upon a badger hole. You see, before he joined the clan, he was a rather carefree sort of cat, who merely just carried about his ways, day after day, same old same old. Until of course, he came across that badger hole. With a nasty little surprise in it. The Tabby was unprepared as a huge paw swept out from the hole, catching him right across his face. He let out a shattering shriek, and ran. He ran faster than ever before. He didn't know where he was going. He didn't care. The tabby didn't collapse from exhaustion until he was at somewhere in an endless expanse of snow, and the moon was high in the sky.
For many days, he staggered across the mounds of snow, his wound was dirty with blood, fur, and infection. His once well groomed pelt was dull, and missing many patches of fur. He had finally come upon a sort of settlement that smelled of other cats. Then, he fell into a deep, deep sleep. From there, he only hoped that the cats would find it in them to help a lone cat with no where to go.
Somehow, from there, he had managed to nurse himself back into physical health, but mentally, it had shaken him to the core. After a while, at about 16 moons, he had become a warrior, and been given his name 'BadgerFace'.
Family:None that he has contact with. His mother and siblings may be out there somewhere. Who knows?
Mate:None. Prolly won't have one for a long, long while. If ever.
Other:BadgerFace prefers fowl over other kinds of fresh kill. He is almost blind in his right eye, but he can see basic shapes and colors out of it still.
Sample Post (Can be reposted from logs):BadgerMaw trotted after Cat Soandso, with Cat Soandso flanking him as they set off for the dawn patrol. They scanned the borders, renewing the scent markings and checking for anything suspicious. They had picked up fox - it was stale, however, at least 3 days. The patrol when over smoothly, nothing very interesting turned up. Everything had been in order, and nothing interesting had shown up. The trio returned to camp, and proceeded the day as normal.
NOTE: His name IS BadgerFace, but the name of the character on Furc is BadgerMaw, because someone apparently already snatched the name. And also, this was copypastededed from my character at a different Warriors Forums. I'm that lazy. Please don't facemaim me. :c
Desired IC prefix:Badger
Gender:Tom
Desired Clan:SnowClan
Desired Rank:Warrior
Description:A large tabby tom,long pelt painted with an assortment of colors, ranging from black and white, to red and brown. Small ears and especially massive paws are his key features, as well as an ugly scar running vertically across his right eye, and down his muzzle, presumably made by a huge set of claws. Impossibly yellow eyes shown from beneath a heavy brow.
Experience in Warriors/Feral rp:Guh, I've been to so many feral dreams and RP'd in them I've lost count. One of them is Ra-Rael Feral lands, amongst many others in 5 years of Furc.
Personality:BadgerFace is ambitious, and seemingly always has thoughts of power in the deepest corners of his mind, but he is nonetheless zealously loyal to his clan. BadgerFace isn't tolerant of many things, but he is patient to some extent. He also has a hefty sense of paranoia and suspicion around almost all cats, even those within his clan. But regardless, he will follow orders without question.
History:BadgerFace was at one point, a loner named Rudd. For about a year of his life in fact. Until one morning, he had stumbled upon a badger hole. You see, before he joined the clan, he was a rather carefree sort of cat, who merely just carried about his ways, day after day, same old same old. Until of course, he came across that badger hole. With a nasty little surprise in it. The Tabby was unprepared as a huge paw swept out from the hole, catching him right across his face. He let out a shattering shriek, and ran. He ran faster than ever before. He didn't know where he was going. He didn't care. The tabby didn't collapse from exhaustion until he was at somewhere in an endless expanse of snow, and the moon was high in the sky.
For many days, he staggered across the mounds of snow, his wound was dirty with blood, fur, and infection. His once well groomed pelt was dull, and missing many patches of fur. He had finally come upon a sort of settlement that smelled of other cats. Then, he fell into a deep, deep sleep. From there, he only hoped that the cats would find it in them to help a lone cat with no where to go.
Somehow, from there, he had managed to nurse himself back into physical health, but mentally, it had shaken him to the core. After a while, at about 16 moons, he had become a warrior, and been given his name 'BadgerFace'.
Family:None that he has contact with. His mother and siblings may be out there somewhere. Who knows?
Mate:None. Prolly won't have one for a long, long while. If ever.
Other:BadgerFace prefers fowl over other kinds of fresh kill. He is almost blind in his right eye, but he can see basic shapes and colors out of it still.
Sample Post (Can be reposted from logs):BadgerMaw trotted after Cat Soandso, with Cat Soandso flanking him as they set off for the dawn patrol. They scanned the borders, renewing the scent markings and checking for anything suspicious. They had picked up fox - it was stale, however, at least 3 days. The patrol when over smoothly, nothing very interesting turned up. Everything had been in order, and nothing interesting had shown up. The trio returned to camp, and proceeded the day as normal.
NOTE: His name IS BadgerFace, but the name of the character on Furc is BadgerMaw, because someone apparently already snatched the name. And also, this was copypastededed from my character at a different Warriors Forums. I'm that lazy. Please don't facemaim me. :c
