Post by cloudflight on Jun 19, 2008 17:29:17 GMT -5
Alt Name: Cloudfflight
Desired IC prefix: Cloud
Gender: F
Mate: N/A
Desired Rank: Warrior
Desired Clan: Waterclan
Description of Character (Physical features and Personality):
A small white and cream colored she-cat. She has cream ears,paws, and her tail-tip is cream. She is in a general good mood constantly unless she gets really mad.
Experience in Warriors/Feral rp: I have rped in almost all of the warrior dreams that are up. Alot of them have gone inactive or are less popular. CCOTM was the first one i ever rped in. I have rped in many such as CCOTM Kirumu Arrows Dawn of new era etc.)
Sample Post (Can be reposted from logs):
Night lay heavily over the forest. No wind stirred the long grass at the edge of the path where a small she-cat stalked through the shadows. She paused hears pricked, eyes narrowed. No moon or stars shown above her head but tree trunks thick with fungus shed an eerie glow on the grassy earth beneath her paws. The she-cat opened her jaws to draw in air, though she did not expect the taste of the scent of prey. She gently stalked over to a bush where a fern was twitching. She dropped into a hunters crouch and stalked foreword as if she were walking on air. She was about an tail-length away when she pounced. Leaving the little creacher defenseless. She killed the prey and picked it up and headed towards camp.
Desired IC prefix: Cloud
Gender: F
Mate: N/A
Desired Rank: Warrior
Desired Clan: Waterclan
Description of Character (Physical features and Personality):
A small white and cream colored she-cat. She has cream ears,paws, and her tail-tip is cream. She is in a general good mood constantly unless she gets really mad.
Experience in Warriors/Feral rp: I have rped in almost all of the warrior dreams that are up. Alot of them have gone inactive or are less popular. CCOTM was the first one i ever rped in. I have rped in many such as CCOTM Kirumu Arrows Dawn of new era etc.)
Sample Post (Can be reposted from logs):
Night lay heavily over the forest. No wind stirred the long grass at the edge of the path where a small she-cat stalked through the shadows. She paused hears pricked, eyes narrowed. No moon or stars shown above her head but tree trunks thick with fungus shed an eerie glow on the grassy earth beneath her paws. The she-cat opened her jaws to draw in air, though she did not expect the taste of the scent of prey. She gently stalked over to a bush where a fern was twitching. She dropped into a hunters crouch and stalked foreword as if she were walking on air. She was about an tail-length away when she pounced. Leaving the little creacher defenseless. She killed the prey and picked it up and headed towards camp.
