Post by xx Crooked..thru and thru on Dec 21, 2007 16:35:45 GMT -5
Name:Rancid
Gender: Tom
Age: 29 Moons
Rank: Rogue
Clan: Bloodclan
Description: Rancid is a sturdy Black,Brown, and white speckled tom. He is very handsome And always Broods a sly mood.. His eyes are the deepest Eggplant color. Although his eyes are very unusually for his type of cats. But that’s just another one of the tricks he has in for them. Rancid is not Fat he is just very sturdy with heavily muscled shoulders and a thick masculine tail. Rancid has many scars; covered by his spotted pelt mostly from those scraps he had for the rouge territory. Rancid is a fierce and strong fighter, although he can’t swim at all, but his weakness is being outnumbered.
Quick Desc.: Witty , sly white and black speckled tom.
Picture: Coming Soon xxx
Personality: Rancid. Well where to begin. Ya I know him he’s a weird one. Well In my mind he is the combination of the charming , sly cat and the super handsome cat that knows what he wants. He wont settle for less then what his expectations want. And he’s willing to do whatever it takes to get to it. He can use his charm and wit to seduce any cat and he has broken many hearts on his way to where he is now. He is very , intelligent and can weasel himself out of any tight spot.
History: Rancid had been born excluded. The clan kits always made fun of him for his appearance and his blood. One day he decided to leave the clan and he did he was only 5 moons but he did. Apparently he found a she-cat rouge that had just given birth and snuck into her family. She never knew the difference (probably not possible but hey for the heck of the story) She taught him all the things he needed to know about hunting and killing. Oh he learned from a small age to kill. Although he didn’t like his mothers style it was sloppy you killed without fun. He left his adopted mother and went to go find some other cats. He slowly found his victums but he never left a trace like his reckless mother. Finally he found some cats that were talking of some sort called “ Bloodclan” And he followed them where they went to the clan . He decided that it fit his style perfectly and decided to join. And now resides within its bloody barriers.
IC: Rancid winked at the she-cat as she passed and then hurried to walk up bsides her “ I’ve never seen you before” He said slinking around her making sure that their furs brushed several times. He spoke in a silky voice full of his slyness and he was calm anyone could tell. He watched the cat intently as she looked at him nervously . “ Are you new?” He asked looking at the at once again this time walking so close that their pelts were almost right against each others. He always treated newcomes like this why not be nice to the newbie was his thought. But sometimes nice wasn’t the way they wanted it.
Gender: Tom
Age: 29 Moons
Rank: Rogue
Clan: Bloodclan
Description: Rancid is a sturdy Black,Brown, and white speckled tom. He is very handsome And always Broods a sly mood.. His eyes are the deepest Eggplant color. Although his eyes are very unusually for his type of cats. But that’s just another one of the tricks he has in for them. Rancid is not Fat he is just very sturdy with heavily muscled shoulders and a thick masculine tail. Rancid has many scars; covered by his spotted pelt mostly from those scraps he had for the rouge territory. Rancid is a fierce and strong fighter, although he can’t swim at all, but his weakness is being outnumbered.
Quick Desc.: Witty , sly white and black speckled tom.
Picture: Coming Soon xxx
Personality: Rancid. Well where to begin. Ya I know him he’s a weird one. Well In my mind he is the combination of the charming , sly cat and the super handsome cat that knows what he wants. He wont settle for less then what his expectations want. And he’s willing to do whatever it takes to get to it. He can use his charm and wit to seduce any cat and he has broken many hearts on his way to where he is now. He is very , intelligent and can weasel himself out of any tight spot.
History: Rancid had been born excluded. The clan kits always made fun of him for his appearance and his blood. One day he decided to leave the clan and he did he was only 5 moons but he did. Apparently he found a she-cat rouge that had just given birth and snuck into her family. She never knew the difference (probably not possible but hey for the heck of the story) She taught him all the things he needed to know about hunting and killing. Oh he learned from a small age to kill. Although he didn’t like his mothers style it was sloppy you killed without fun. He left his adopted mother and went to go find some other cats. He slowly found his victums but he never left a trace like his reckless mother. Finally he found some cats that were talking of some sort called “ Bloodclan” And he followed them where they went to the clan . He decided that it fit his style perfectly and decided to join. And now resides within its bloody barriers.
IC: Rancid winked at the she-cat as she passed and then hurried to walk up bsides her “ I’ve never seen you before” He said slinking around her making sure that their furs brushed several times. He spoke in a silky voice full of his slyness and he was calm anyone could tell. He watched the cat intently as she looked at him nervously . “ Are you new?” He asked looking at the at once again this time walking so close that their pelts were almost right against each others. He always treated newcomes like this why not be nice to the newbie was his thought. But sometimes nice wasn’t the way they wanted it.
