Post by Frost on Dec 8, 2010 20:49:35 GMT -5
Nmae: Claw
Age: 34 moons
Gender: Tom
Desc.: Is a large, scraggly brown tom with naturally large claws. He wears a bone necklace, and has a bone going through his nose. He's teeth are yellowed and splotched with brown, and he has really bad breath. His tail is patched with skin, and their are long scars flanking his sides. His paws are big, with his left forepaw is missing a toe.
Personalty: He will sweep every obstacle out of his way for what he wants, and if he does not get what he wants, he will murder some poor innocent cat and/or torture them for pleasure or enterainment. He is ususally in a sulky mood, so upsetting him is heavily NOT recomended.
Rp sample: Claw scraped his large claws down a piece of wood. An assembly of cats had gathered around him and he growled loud in his gravelly voice. " Why has no prisoners been brought to me lately? Or at least a kittypet I can use. Who has even brought me a mousetail of info of the clans? Are they surviving?" There was no reply. A small grey tabby she-cat's ears flattened slightly. This, however, caught Claw's eye. He beckoned her forward from the crowd onto the twoleg chair Claw was standing on. She flattened her ears, but stepped up.
Age: 34 moons
Gender: Tom
Desc.: Is a large, scraggly brown tom with naturally large claws. He wears a bone necklace, and has a bone going through his nose. He's teeth are yellowed and splotched with brown, and he has really bad breath. His tail is patched with skin, and their are long scars flanking his sides. His paws are big, with his left forepaw is missing a toe.
Personalty: He will sweep every obstacle out of his way for what he wants, and if he does not get what he wants, he will murder some poor innocent cat and/or torture them for pleasure or enterainment. He is ususally in a sulky mood, so upsetting him is heavily NOT recomended.
Rp sample: Claw scraped his large claws down a piece of wood. An assembly of cats had gathered around him and he growled loud in his gravelly voice. " Why has no prisoners been brought to me lately? Or at least a kittypet I can use. Who has even brought me a mousetail of info of the clans? Are they surviving?" There was no reply. A small grey tabby she-cat's ears flattened slightly. This, however, caught Claw's eye. He beckoned her forward from the crowd onto the twoleg chair Claw was standing on. She flattened her ears, but stepped up.
