Post by ~*Ripplefur*~*Quickfoot*~ on Jul 4, 2007 13:27:40 GMT -5
Name: Quickfoot
Age: 18 moons
Gender: tom
Clan: SkyClan
Position: warrior
Picture:
Description: Quickfoot is a long limbed tom with a thin, skinny build. Quickfoot is true to his name, swift and loves running. Quickfoot has a short tortiseshell pelt. His fur is a combination of black, ginger and brown fur. Quickfoot has white paws and a white tail tip. His eyes are bright amber, reflecting his personality quite well.
Personality: Quickfoot is always active. He loves to run just because he can and he enjoys training. Quickfoot has a bright peronsality. He loves to be the center of attention and never hesitates to talk back to elders, leaders and anyone in authority. Quickfoot always questions authority unless someone has earned his respect. Quickfoot believes words mean little and that actions speak much louder. Through his eyes, leaders must prove themselves to their clan.
History: Quickfoot was born a rouge, living near the clan territories most of his life. He was orphaned with his sister, Silver, by their mother, a she-cat named Sheba. Quickfoot was always restless and refused to become a kittypet. Silver however, was quickly taken in by a family but Quickfoot refused it. He wound up in SkyClan territory after being chased by twoleg kits. Now he is looking to find a place in the clan.
IC:
Quickfoot felt his heart pounding in his chest. He was sure his heart would burst through his fur if it beat any harder. Behind him, two ugly twoleg kits ran after him. Quickfoot ran faster, leaping over a fallen log and hurtling into the undergrowth.
Run faster Quickfoot thought. Faster, they're gaining!
Quickfoot leapt at a tree with several low hanging branches. Quickfoot scrambled up the tree and huddled on a branch close to the trunk. Below him he saw the twoleg kits hovering around the tree. He hissed and unsheathed his claws.
After what seemed like ages, the kits left and Quickfoot hesitantly climbed down. Quickfoot looked around him and his heart sank. He had no clue where he was. He had been too focused on fleeing from the twolegs to remember the way he had come.
Just great Quickfoot thought sourly. Now I'm lost!
Codeword 1: Mountain
Codeword 2: Warrior
Age: 18 moons
Gender: tom
Clan: SkyClan
Position: warrior
Picture:
Description: Quickfoot is a long limbed tom with a thin, skinny build. Quickfoot is true to his name, swift and loves running. Quickfoot has a short tortiseshell pelt. His fur is a combination of black, ginger and brown fur. Quickfoot has white paws and a white tail tip. His eyes are bright amber, reflecting his personality quite well.
Personality: Quickfoot is always active. He loves to run just because he can and he enjoys training. Quickfoot has a bright peronsality. He loves to be the center of attention and never hesitates to talk back to elders, leaders and anyone in authority. Quickfoot always questions authority unless someone has earned his respect. Quickfoot believes words mean little and that actions speak much louder. Through his eyes, leaders must prove themselves to their clan.
History: Quickfoot was born a rouge, living near the clan territories most of his life. He was orphaned with his sister, Silver, by their mother, a she-cat named Sheba. Quickfoot was always restless and refused to become a kittypet. Silver however, was quickly taken in by a family but Quickfoot refused it. He wound up in SkyClan territory after being chased by twoleg kits. Now he is looking to find a place in the clan.
IC:
Quickfoot felt his heart pounding in his chest. He was sure his heart would burst through his fur if it beat any harder. Behind him, two ugly twoleg kits ran after him. Quickfoot ran faster, leaping over a fallen log and hurtling into the undergrowth.
Run faster Quickfoot thought. Faster, they're gaining!
Quickfoot leapt at a tree with several low hanging branches. Quickfoot scrambled up the tree and huddled on a branch close to the trunk. Below him he saw the twoleg kits hovering around the tree. He hissed and unsheathed his claws.
After what seemed like ages, the kits left and Quickfoot hesitantly climbed down. Quickfoot looked around him and his heart sank. He had no clue where he was. He had been too focused on fleeing from the twolegs to remember the way he had come.
Just great Quickfoot thought sourly. Now I'm lost!
Codeword 1: Mountain
Codeword 2: Warrior