Post by Cloudy on Mar 19, 2013 15:41:49 GMT -5
[/s] Batfang[/ul]
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Personality:
Swimming
Powerful Speaker
Great hunter and fighter in the shadows/night
Likes/Dislikes:
Being alone
Hunting
Practicing with the Apprentices
Dreaming
Heights
Slimy creatures
Being ordered around/Criticized
Seeing Serious Wounds/Broken bones, especially on other cats
Yowling/Bickering
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History:
RP Sample:
Picking his way through the den and into the open air, he suppressed a shiver from the sudden rush of chill leaf-bare air and continued on purposefully towards the tuxedon and her gathering group. Though he looked like he was simply checking his surroundings, the warrior was really giving his glossy black coat a once-over to make sure nothing was out of place, not stray patches of dirt or debris. When satisfied that he looked presentable, Batfang picked up his pace and strode over to the group of she-cats with a charming, coy smile plastered over his maw.
"Good Morning, I see you made it in time for the patrol." He said while nodding to each she-cat in respect, coming to sit next to the tuxedo who was just finishing explaining that she could accompany the medicine cat for herb collecting. Batfang flicked his ear at the thought of going out finding plants instead of patrolling the borders. Not that he didn't think medicine cats weren't important...just it wasn't the sort of thing he found interesting. "Alright then, you may accompany the medicine cat. As for the rest of you, let's round up an apprentice or two and be off." [/ul]
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