Post by Toxin on Jul 2, 2008 11:55:25 GMT -5
Alt Name: Tallik
IC Name: Tallik
Gender: Male
Description of History, physical characteristics, personality, feelings toward Clanners:
Tallik is a dark-red furred Somali cat. He was abandoned as a younger cat by a curbside when the family he belonged too chose not to keep the pet. Since then, he had wandered the far ways into the forest, and now dwells in seclusion, having multiple dens and switching between all of them when his paranoia catches up to him. Tallik, though a shy and elusive necrophobe, is often lonely and does wish for a mate or a friend. Such wishes are far from being fullfilled, as he is very mistrusting. A natural survivor, Tallik is a quick learner, and often uses tricks he has observed from other animals, though very few from other cats. Two of the animals he observes most are bats and foxes, and yes, Tal WILL eat bugs on occassion, climbing trees and leaping off.
Tallik is not particularly aggressive to anybody or thing, but he keeps out of the more used paths. He beleives strongly the clanner will kill him upon discovery, and whether this be true or not, he rather not take the chance. Despite this, he is very curious and may be found near the camps, watching intently the actions and behaiviours of the other cats.
Sidenote; As a result of keeping his distance from other cats, Tallik does not carry most of the smells that identify him as a cat. To add to his strange scent, he rolls in mint wherever he finds it, usually at the cottages found at the edge of the forest.
Experience in Warriors/Feral rp:
((Come on. D: I have to list it again. >: ))
Staffer at Instincts and Amazon Jungle,
Roleplayer at Beyond The Clans, Yellowstone, Hogwarts, Old West, on occassion Tanzania,
owner of Sichere Seele,
Obviously, Leader of Darkclan on Cat Clans
Sample Post (Can be reposted from logs):
Tallik stood stalk-still in the tall grass bordering Earth-clan terra. His mind was reeling through every bad thought he could conjure, thoughts of foxtraps and clan-cats, of falling into a badger hole by accident while fleeing, of breaking bones while tripped, you get the point. The lanky cat's bushy tail was slowly swaying as yellow eyes watched, watched for minutes on end, for an hour, for two, until the tom was certain the dusty clearing was abandoned. Treading silently, tentative steps seeming to take hours to complete, he crossed and began to sniff around the old, overturned rotted stump he used as an extra den. His dark russet form dissapered beyond the gnarled roots, into one of the few places he saw safe.
Note: I will usually stay in the loner's feild, though if allowed by Cleared, I'll probably be seen on occassion around the clans.))
IC Name: Tallik
Gender: Male
Description of History, physical characteristics, personality, feelings toward Clanners:
Tallik is a dark-red furred Somali cat. He was abandoned as a younger cat by a curbside when the family he belonged too chose not to keep the pet. Since then, he had wandered the far ways into the forest, and now dwells in seclusion, having multiple dens and switching between all of them when his paranoia catches up to him. Tallik, though a shy and elusive necrophobe, is often lonely and does wish for a mate or a friend. Such wishes are far from being fullfilled, as he is very mistrusting. A natural survivor, Tallik is a quick learner, and often uses tricks he has observed from other animals, though very few from other cats. Two of the animals he observes most are bats and foxes, and yes, Tal WILL eat bugs on occassion, climbing trees and leaping off.
Tallik is not particularly aggressive to anybody or thing, but he keeps out of the more used paths. He beleives strongly the clanner will kill him upon discovery, and whether this be true or not, he rather not take the chance. Despite this, he is very curious and may be found near the camps, watching intently the actions and behaiviours of the other cats.
Sidenote; As a result of keeping his distance from other cats, Tallik does not carry most of the smells that identify him as a cat. To add to his strange scent, he rolls in mint wherever he finds it, usually at the cottages found at the edge of the forest.
Experience in Warriors/Feral rp:
((Come on. D: I have to list it again. >: ))
Staffer at Instincts and Amazon Jungle,
Roleplayer at Beyond The Clans, Yellowstone, Hogwarts, Old West, on occassion Tanzania,
owner of Sichere Seele,
Obviously, Leader of Darkclan on Cat Clans
Sample Post (Can be reposted from logs):
Tallik stood stalk-still in the tall grass bordering Earth-clan terra. His mind was reeling through every bad thought he could conjure, thoughts of foxtraps and clan-cats, of falling into a badger hole by accident while fleeing, of breaking bones while tripped, you get the point. The lanky cat's bushy tail was slowly swaying as yellow eyes watched, watched for minutes on end, for an hour, for two, until the tom was certain the dusty clearing was abandoned. Treading silently, tentative steps seeming to take hours to complete, he crossed and began to sniff around the old, overturned rotted stump he used as an extra den. His dark russet form dissapered beyond the gnarled roots, into one of the few places he saw safe.
Note: I will usually stay in the loner's feild, though if allowed by Cleared, I'll probably be seen on occassion around the clans.))
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