Post by The Raven on Sept 16, 2005 8:50:36 GMT -5
Name: Rain
Age: 25 Moons
Gender: she-cat
Clan: BoneClan
Rank: Deputy? XD, if not, certianly warrior.
Picture:Here
Description:A tabby with thick black stripes, and thinner dark brown ones running all through her coat. Her muzzle, chest, and paws are a cream white, while her eyes are a medium green. A lighter shade of tan runs on the inside of her paws, and on her ears.
Personality: Evil in a background sort of way. She's the one behind the curtain, who you never see while the plan takes progress. The one that stupid gullible thugs just swarm to, and obey. Well, most of the time anyway. SHe has a soft voice, and barely ever raises it. It takes a lot to get her to yell, seeing as her anger is more of the anti-Molly Weasly sort.
History: Born outside BoneClan(For I dunno when it was formed,) Rain was brought up in the way of proper manners, and kindness. She got sick of it, and turned away, going to the other extreme, which had within it's options, kill and destoy. And so she has, every last bit. Mummy and Daddy don't approve.
IC:
Anger...
She was not pleased, was not pleased at all. Her striped form filled the space as she seemed to enlarge in her rage, pacing backwards and forwards, casting a menacing shadow upon the wall. They had failed her, failed her yet again, as they had done countless time, and she was enraged by their immunity to it. They were complete morons, thugs, idiots!
Hate...
The she-cat paused to seat herself, trying to calm down, trying to work out some sensible plan in her mind. That usually worked. But today it did not, for some reason, and she resumed pacing, eyes narrowed, unsheathed claws scraping hte ground every one and a while. She hated them. Hated all of their kind, with their dumb jokes, and idiotic preferances.
Die...
So it was solved. With a final nod to herself she stopped, whirling around to face the entrance of the den. No more problem. The answer, of course, was to kill the tropp of fools, and begin anew.
Genius.
Secret Word:Silvertail
Other: I'm sorry, that bio totally sucked.
It's Tigerpelt from FOF, by the way, if anyone goes there.
Age: 25 Moons
Gender: she-cat
Clan: BoneClan
Rank: Deputy? XD, if not, certianly warrior.
Picture:Here
Description:A tabby with thick black stripes, and thinner dark brown ones running all through her coat. Her muzzle, chest, and paws are a cream white, while her eyes are a medium green. A lighter shade of tan runs on the inside of her paws, and on her ears.
Personality: Evil in a background sort of way. She's the one behind the curtain, who you never see while the plan takes progress. The one that stupid gullible thugs just swarm to, and obey. Well, most of the time anyway. SHe has a soft voice, and barely ever raises it. It takes a lot to get her to yell, seeing as her anger is more of the anti-Molly Weasly sort.
History: Born outside BoneClan(For I dunno when it was formed,) Rain was brought up in the way of proper manners, and kindness. She got sick of it, and turned away, going to the other extreme, which had within it's options, kill and destoy. And so she has, every last bit. Mummy and Daddy don't approve.
IC:
Anger...
She was not pleased, was not pleased at all. Her striped form filled the space as she seemed to enlarge in her rage, pacing backwards and forwards, casting a menacing shadow upon the wall. They had failed her, failed her yet again, as they had done countless time, and she was enraged by their immunity to it. They were complete morons, thugs, idiots!
Hate...
The she-cat paused to seat herself, trying to calm down, trying to work out some sensible plan in her mind. That usually worked. But today it did not, for some reason, and she resumed pacing, eyes narrowed, unsheathed claws scraping hte ground every one and a while. She hated them. Hated all of their kind, with their dumb jokes, and idiotic preferances.
Die...
So it was solved. With a final nod to herself she stopped, whirling around to face the entrance of the den. No more problem. The answer, of course, was to kill the tropp of fools, and begin anew.
Genius.
Secret Word:Silvertail
Other: I'm sorry, that bio totally sucked.
It's Tigerpelt from FOF, by the way, if anyone goes there. 
