Post by Hunter on Jan 12, 2008 22:52:40 GMT -5
Name:
Hunter
Age:
28 Moons
Rank:
Loner
Clan:
None
Physical Description:
Hunter used to look like this, but since he never cleans himself, he's now a light gray, with blood stains in random places from prey and cat fights. His fur is medium-length, and very shaggy. Along his tail he has a lot of tears and scratches, along with over a few places on his body. His eyes are piercing, able to dig straight through you.
Hunter has a very easy-to-detect scent, covered in the blood of prey, cat blood from fights, and dirt. His ears are torn up, and he has a few scratches over his nose.
Personality:
Hunter is a kind and quite unique individual. He has a belief that the world is something that should be shared, and that those people who would kill to protect their territories are just greedy and evil. He thinks that he should be allowed to go anywhere, do nearly anything (within reason) and meet anyone.
Hunter will fight for the weak, and defend those who can't defend themselves. He fights for what he believes is right, and refuses to fail in defending his allies. Hunter is a good leader, good at tactics, and listens to advice.
Hunter believes in starclan, but doesn't trust in them due to his parents death, and his parent's over exaggeration of Starclan's power.
History:
Hunter's parents were loners, living along the edge of clan territory. They raised Hunter well, teaching him about Starclan, fighting techniques, and survival. He loved them dearly, and they loved him back.
But, his parents had the tendency to over exaggerate the importance of Starclan. They told him that Starclan chose everything that happened, and he believed them, being his parents at all.
Which led to a problem when his parents were killed by dogs. Hunter was terrified. Starclan ran everything, right? Well, then they chose to have his parents die! His beloved parents, those who cared for him. Those who nurtured him, raised him.
This led to an extreme dislike and distrust in Starclan. Hunter also grew a belief that Starclan didn't run his life. He should be able to go anywhere, do anything (within reason,) and meet anyone. He believed that those who followed Starclan were considerably stupid, but was polite enough not to voice his opinions.
Role Play Example:
Snoring. It was easy to hear, as it echoed through the empty forest, bouncing off the trees, continuing on and on, until it stopped in mid air. It was coming from the vocal cords of a cat sitting in a tree. Covered in blood, dirty, and smelling quite strangely, the loner snoozed away in Hailclan territory.
It was Hunter, one of the strangest cats you'd ever meet. Dislike and distrust of starclan, plus a belief that he should be able to go anywhere and do nearly anything, piled up to mean that he believed that he should have complete freedom.
Other:
Hunter
Age:
28 Moons
Rank:
Loner
Clan:
None
Physical Description:
Hunter used to look like this, but since he never cleans himself, he's now a light gray, with blood stains in random places from prey and cat fights. His fur is medium-length, and very shaggy. Along his tail he has a lot of tears and scratches, along with over a few places on his body. His eyes are piercing, able to dig straight through you.
Hunter has a very easy-to-detect scent, covered in the blood of prey, cat blood from fights, and dirt. His ears are torn up, and he has a few scratches over his nose.
Personality:
Hunter is a kind and quite unique individual. He has a belief that the world is something that should be shared, and that those people who would kill to protect their territories are just greedy and evil. He thinks that he should be allowed to go anywhere, do nearly anything (within reason) and meet anyone.
Hunter will fight for the weak, and defend those who can't defend themselves. He fights for what he believes is right, and refuses to fail in defending his allies. Hunter is a good leader, good at tactics, and listens to advice.
Hunter believes in starclan, but doesn't trust in them due to his parents death, and his parent's over exaggeration of Starclan's power.
History:
Hunter's parents were loners, living along the edge of clan territory. They raised Hunter well, teaching him about Starclan, fighting techniques, and survival. He loved them dearly, and they loved him back.
But, his parents had the tendency to over exaggerate the importance of Starclan. They told him that Starclan chose everything that happened, and he believed them, being his parents at all.
Which led to a problem when his parents were killed by dogs. Hunter was terrified. Starclan ran everything, right? Well, then they chose to have his parents die! His beloved parents, those who cared for him. Those who nurtured him, raised him.
This led to an extreme dislike and distrust in Starclan. Hunter also grew a belief that Starclan didn't run his life. He should be able to go anywhere, do anything (within reason,) and meet anyone. He believed that those who followed Starclan were considerably stupid, but was polite enough not to voice his opinions.
Role Play Example:
Snoring. It was easy to hear, as it echoed through the empty forest, bouncing off the trees, continuing on and on, until it stopped in mid air. It was coming from the vocal cords of a cat sitting in a tree. Covered in blood, dirty, and smelling quite strangely, the loner snoozed away in Hailclan territory.
It was Hunter, one of the strangest cats you'd ever meet. Dislike and distrust of starclan, plus a belief that he should be able to go anywhere and do nearly anything, piled up to mean that he believed that he should have complete freedom.
Other: