Post by Blackie™ on Jan 30, 2014 5:35:07 GMT
Name:
CAT
Gender:
Tom
Age:
20 Moons
Rank:
Loner
Clan:
None
Short Description:
9lbs, Muscular, Chocolate-Brown fur, Golden-yellow Eyes, Pure-Breed
Description(101):
CAT is a pure-bred Havana brown. His fur is chocolate-brown, not quite black but dark. His fur is shorter than average. He has golden-yellow eyes that rarely miss anything. His body is long yet muscular for his size. He doesn’t currently have any distinguishing marks, aside from the abnormal fur color for a Loner. His ears almost look too big for his body (only the better to hear you with my dear). Despite his dark fur, CAT has white claws. His nose is also brown. He has a fairly long tail. He has strong hind legs, one f his best advantages.
Personality(123):
Pretty easy going, CAT was once a Kitty-pet, so has a generally neutral temperament. He enjoys the company of others, and welcomes anyone who isn't going to cause him, or others, any problems. He, from time to time, enjoys attention from Two-legs, as long as they don’t try to pick him up or cage him. His biggest strength has been finding decent shelter to stay in, yet his greatest weakness has been helping the wrong cats. He likes to help anyone he can, as he understands what it’s like to hit rock bottom. Despite enjoying his old life and attention from two-legs on occasion, he doesn’t ever want to return to that lifestyle. His absolute goal in life is, well, to enjoy it.
History(214):
CAT was originally a kitty-pet, adopted by and elderly woman. He stayed by her side for about 8 Moons, until one day he woke to her lying on the floor. He tried to nuzzle her, meow, anything to stir her, yet nothing worked. Not long after, a young two-leg, who visited regularly, came into the den and made a shrill noise. Moments later, many two-legs were in the house, taking his owner away. The young two-leg removed his collar, and set him outside. He waited for days, growing cold and hungry, but no one returned to the den. He began to wander around, unsure what to do. He came across a border patrol one day, and was offered a place amongst the Clans, but respectfully declined. At this point, he was still barely able to hunt, and was a boney, mangy mess. Feeling all was lost, he resigned in a barn one night, waiting to die. He was found by an older she-cat, who began to bring him mice and other prey, to strengthen him. When he was back on his paws, she taught him to hunt and defend himself. And, as quickly as she came, she left. He wishes to thank her one day, to repay the favor, if she is still around.
Future:
As of now, just continue living. Maybe one day he'll have a mate and kits.
Image:
* If the name isn't okay, just let me know.
CAT
Gender:
Tom
Age:
20 Moons
Rank:
Loner
Clan:
None
Short Description:
9lbs, Muscular, Chocolate-Brown fur, Golden-yellow Eyes, Pure-Breed
Description(101):
CAT is a pure-bred Havana brown. His fur is chocolate-brown, not quite black but dark. His fur is shorter than average. He has golden-yellow eyes that rarely miss anything. His body is long yet muscular for his size. He doesn’t currently have any distinguishing marks, aside from the abnormal fur color for a Loner. His ears almost look too big for his body (only the better to hear you with my dear). Despite his dark fur, CAT has white claws. His nose is also brown. He has a fairly long tail. He has strong hind legs, one f his best advantages.
Personality(123):
Pretty easy going, CAT was once a Kitty-pet, so has a generally neutral temperament. He enjoys the company of others, and welcomes anyone who isn't going to cause him, or others, any problems. He, from time to time, enjoys attention from Two-legs, as long as they don’t try to pick him up or cage him. His biggest strength has been finding decent shelter to stay in, yet his greatest weakness has been helping the wrong cats. He likes to help anyone he can, as he understands what it’s like to hit rock bottom. Despite enjoying his old life and attention from two-legs on occasion, he doesn’t ever want to return to that lifestyle. His absolute goal in life is, well, to enjoy it.
History(214):
CAT was originally a kitty-pet, adopted by and elderly woman. He stayed by her side for about 8 Moons, until one day he woke to her lying on the floor. He tried to nuzzle her, meow, anything to stir her, yet nothing worked. Not long after, a young two-leg, who visited regularly, came into the den and made a shrill noise. Moments later, many two-legs were in the house, taking his owner away. The young two-leg removed his collar, and set him outside. He waited for days, growing cold and hungry, but no one returned to the den. He began to wander around, unsure what to do. He came across a border patrol one day, and was offered a place amongst the Clans, but respectfully declined. At this point, he was still barely able to hunt, and was a boney, mangy mess. Feeling all was lost, he resigned in a barn one night, waiting to die. He was found by an older she-cat, who began to bring him mice and other prey, to strengthen him. When he was back on his paws, she taught him to hunt and defend himself. And, as quickly as she came, she left. He wishes to thank her one day, to repay the favor, if she is still around.
Future:
As of now, just continue living. Maybe one day he'll have a mate and kits.
Image:
* If the name isn't okay, just let me know.
