Post by swifty on Jan 20, 2010 10:18:51 GMT -5
Name: Valinor
Age: 28 moons
Rank: *fighter....?
Gender: she-cat
Clan: RogueClan
Personality:
Hey there! I'm Valinor- and you are...?
Well, so you wanna know about me. This'll be easy.
I'm spunky and amazing- and just the coolest. Oh, and did I say amazing?
Okay, so I'm cocky too. I suppose it's kinda obvious. Umm... I am not afraid to speak my mind, no way. I'll question anything that doesn't seem to make sense.
I suppose my personality is kind of dangerous when you're a rogue. Everyone's always out to get you, and it seems like there's a penalty for anything you do- so my peppy attitude kind of gets me in trouble. I'm pretty optimistic... I don't really know if that's good or bad.
Oh yeah, I can lie. Really well.
Description:
I'm beautiful, obviously.
Okay, so I'm a dark, steel gray. I have white socks, blue eyes, and a white tail-tip.
Claws, sharp. Teeth, white and sharp.
Tail, long. I'm muscular- but it's not like it's weird or anything. Like, I'm the good muscular. I mean... like the girl muscular. Oh screw it, it's too hard to explain.
History:
When I was a kit I had six brothers and sisters. Full house, right?
My mom was named Hazel and my dad was Kolins. My three sisters were Nell, Dex, and KC. My brothers were Jesse, Kellen, and Damon.
Okay, confessions... my dad was a kittypet. But no one knows except for my siblings and my mom- and me- so don't tell.
I was good at fighting from the very beginning. It's always been easy to me, I don't know why. So when I was younger, in play fights, I hadn't meant to hurt my friends- but the claws slid out and so did the blood. I had plenty of friends, though- the just never play fought with me.
As I got older, the play fights became more real- and I was glad to be aloud to hurt someone. I was tired of feeling bad when blood was spilled.
Now I live my life. As a rogue, service to my ruler- and I like my life.
Age: 28 moons
Rank: *fighter....?
Gender: she-cat
Clan: RogueClan
Personality:
Hey there! I'm Valinor- and you are...?
Well, so you wanna know about me. This'll be easy.
I'm spunky and amazing- and just the coolest. Oh, and did I say amazing?
Okay, so I'm cocky too. I suppose it's kinda obvious. Umm... I am not afraid to speak my mind, no way. I'll question anything that doesn't seem to make sense.
I suppose my personality is kind of dangerous when you're a rogue. Everyone's always out to get you, and it seems like there's a penalty for anything you do- so my peppy attitude kind of gets me in trouble. I'm pretty optimistic... I don't really know if that's good or bad.
Oh yeah, I can lie. Really well.
Description:
I'm beautiful, obviously.
Okay, so I'm a dark, steel gray. I have white socks, blue eyes, and a white tail-tip.
Claws, sharp. Teeth, white and sharp.
Tail, long. I'm muscular- but it's not like it's weird or anything. Like, I'm the good muscular. I mean... like the girl muscular. Oh screw it, it's too hard to explain.
History:
When I was a kit I had six brothers and sisters. Full house, right?
My mom was named Hazel and my dad was Kolins. My three sisters were Nell, Dex, and KC. My brothers were Jesse, Kellen, and Damon.
Okay, confessions... my dad was a kittypet. But no one knows except for my siblings and my mom- and me- so don't tell.
I was good at fighting from the very beginning. It's always been easy to me, I don't know why. So when I was younger, in play fights, I hadn't meant to hurt my friends- but the claws slid out and so did the blood. I had plenty of friends, though- the just never play fought with me.
As I got older, the play fights became more real- and I was glad to be aloud to hurt someone. I was tired of feeling bad when blood was spilled.
Now I live my life. As a rogue, service to my ruler- and I like my life.