Post by ~Smokepaw~ on May 27, 2007 6:44:34 GMT -5
Name: Smokepaw
Age: 8 moons
Alliance: WindClan
Rank: Kit
Gender: She-Cat
Appearance: A smoke gray with black paws and tip of tail. Eyes are a deep amber.
Picture: i28.photobucket.com/albums/c249/Ellenfje/greycat.jpg
Personality: She is quick witted, but when angered, can be VERY sharp tounged.
History: Smokekit was born on the streets of Twolegplace, and she watched in horror as her parents died from getting run over by a monster. Terrified of their sad fate, Smokekit ran into the forest to avoid the death by a monster.
ICC: Smokekit wandered hopelessly in the forest, as the sharp pain of hunger stabbed her stomach, and clouded her mind. Instead of seeing the delicate beauty of the powder of sunlight that beamed in, she saw dark shadows, and creatures lurking about. Her deep amber eyes then turned to the river, which had a very fast current. Instead of seeing the river at its fast pace, she saw torrents of blood, making waves to remind her that one stupid move could kill her. She shuddered at the thought, making her smoke gray pelt move back and forth. She continued to travel, despite her hunger and hallucinations, when her vision started to get darker and darker. She was in shock, as she passed out on the ground.
Codeword: Mice...a tasty cat treat.
Age: 8 moons
Alliance: WindClan
Rank: Kit
Gender: She-Cat
Appearance: A smoke gray with black paws and tip of tail. Eyes are a deep amber.
Picture: i28.photobucket.com/albums/c249/Ellenfje/greycat.jpg
Personality: She is quick witted, but when angered, can be VERY sharp tounged.
History: Smokekit was born on the streets of Twolegplace, and she watched in horror as her parents died from getting run over by a monster. Terrified of their sad fate, Smokekit ran into the forest to avoid the death by a monster.
ICC: Smokekit wandered hopelessly in the forest, as the sharp pain of hunger stabbed her stomach, and clouded her mind. Instead of seeing the delicate beauty of the powder of sunlight that beamed in, she saw dark shadows, and creatures lurking about. Her deep amber eyes then turned to the river, which had a very fast current. Instead of seeing the river at its fast pace, she saw torrents of blood, making waves to remind her that one stupid move could kill her. She shuddered at the thought, making her smoke gray pelt move back and forth. She continued to travel, despite her hunger and hallucinations, when her vision started to get darker and darker. She was in shock, as she passed out on the ground.
Codeword: Mice...a tasty cat treat.
