Post by GrayGhost on Mar 25, 2007 20:01:44 GMT -5
Name: GrayGhost
Clan: Treeclan
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Male
Age: A year and a half
Personality: GrayGhost is a cat of few words and when he does speak, it's very gruffly, and he doesn't waste breath on kind words. It's not that GrayGhost doesn't like anyone, though it's easy for someone to be convinced of that. GrayGhost is just shy and silent. He does a very good job of hiding his shyness under a facade of being just not liking anyone. He's especially tight tongued with the cat he pines for.
When fighting, GrayGhost is almost another cat. He is constantly in motion and all claws. Also, he's loud. He yowls as if experiencing great rage.
Past: There was hardly anything astounding about his birth or his upbringing. He was a litter of two with a male cat being the other kit. GrayKit's silence began after his brother was taken by a hawk just before they were to be made apprentices.
The last part of his name was given because the leader had a bit of a sense of humor. There were more than one occasion when silent GrayPaw would come up behind them without them noticing his arrival, not even a scent. It was like he just appeared, "Like a ghost."
Physique: GrayGhost has a muscular physique. He is a medium sized cat. He's a shorthair, and his color is pale gray.
Example RP: GrayGhost's could hear the soft murmur of voices as he walked away from the camp. He was about to spring the jump out of the dried river bed when his nose caught the scent of something. He inhaled very slowly, with his mouth open. It was a mouse. GrayGhost moved foreward a few more steps on the packed dirt. He stopped when he saw the creature- and it's home. It was sitting erect just hairs away from the opening on it's shelter, ears just as taught as his. Luckily, the he was downwind of the mouse. Falsely confident, the creature zipped a few tails foreward. With a slowness that was almost painful, GrayGhost started to move his body between the mouse and his home...
Clan: Treeclan
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Male
Age: A year and a half
Personality: GrayGhost is a cat of few words and when he does speak, it's very gruffly, and he doesn't waste breath on kind words. It's not that GrayGhost doesn't like anyone, though it's easy for someone to be convinced of that. GrayGhost is just shy and silent. He does a very good job of hiding his shyness under a facade of being just not liking anyone. He's especially tight tongued with the cat he pines for.
When fighting, GrayGhost is almost another cat. He is constantly in motion and all claws. Also, he's loud. He yowls as if experiencing great rage.
Past: There was hardly anything astounding about his birth or his upbringing. He was a litter of two with a male cat being the other kit. GrayKit's silence began after his brother was taken by a hawk just before they were to be made apprentices.
The last part of his name was given because the leader had a bit of a sense of humor. There were more than one occasion when silent GrayPaw would come up behind them without them noticing his arrival, not even a scent. It was like he just appeared, "Like a ghost."
Physique: GrayGhost has a muscular physique. He is a medium sized cat. He's a shorthair, and his color is pale gray.
Example RP: GrayGhost's could hear the soft murmur of voices as he walked away from the camp. He was about to spring the jump out of the dried river bed when his nose caught the scent of something. He inhaled very slowly, with his mouth open. It was a mouse. GrayGhost moved foreward a few more steps on the packed dirt. He stopped when he saw the creature- and it's home. It was sitting erect just hairs away from the opening on it's shelter, ears just as taught as his. Luckily, the he was downwind of the mouse. Falsely confident, the creature zipped a few tails foreward. With a slowness that was almost painful, GrayGhost started to move his body between the mouse and his home...