Post by Eaglestar on Apr 25, 2009 19:42:54 GMT -5
Name: Runt
Gender: Male
Age: 10 moons
Description: Runt is an extremely small white tom with black splotches on his body. He has green eyes and short hair. His whole body is small and scrawny but his fur is well kept. He's picked on a lot about all this. He has trouble with hunting and fighting both.
Personality: Runt is very shy and nice so he doesn't fit in with the other rouges. The only reason he really joined the Black Forest cats was because he wanted a home and shelter. He is kind to everyone, even though they tease them. He is loving and scared of battles but is slowly learning how to fight to survive. He considers running away to join a clan often.
Reason for becoming a loner/rouge: Runt was, at one time, a well loved kittypet. He loved his twolegs and it was the only place he fit in because of his small size. He was well fed and even got to sleep with the twoleg's kits.
Unfortunately, his good luck was about to change.
It was a rainy day when they put him outside and for some reason, he had an urge to go outside and explore. He didn't mind the rain at all as long as he had his warm home to return too.
He had no idea he was never going to return home again.
He was attacked by a group of huge rouges and beaten to near death. Blood ran down his pelt, turning most of his white fur red and he gasped for breathe and yowled in terror all at once. He didn't know what was happening. All he saw was a flurry of pelts and claws and angry yowls filled his ears. He fell unconscious to all these horrible sights and sounds, the smell of blood overpowering him.
He woke up in The Black Forest, where Scar claimed to save him. He was then told that he would serve in Scar's army to repay that debt.
(I guess you could say that's his history basically)
Kin: Father - Tiger
Mother - Ruby
Picture:
RP sample: Runt padded carefully towards the edge of clan territorys. He jumped on a large rock and looked at the beautiful territory before him. To his left was SnowClan and to his right was the scary looking SwampClan. By SwampClan was LeafClan. He had heard that Stormpaw was there and felt a pang of jelousy. His sister was said to be in the open moorlands of LightningClan closeby. He imagined himself in SnowClan, jumping from rock to rock beside his clanmates and felt a deep, deep longing. Unfortunately, his good thoughts were interrupted by an annoyed yowl, "Runt! Get over here!" He shook with fear as he tore himself away from the territorys and ran towards the voice.
Gender: Male
Age: 10 moons
Description: Runt is an extremely small white tom with black splotches on his body. He has green eyes and short hair. His whole body is small and scrawny but his fur is well kept. He's picked on a lot about all this. He has trouble with hunting and fighting both.
Personality: Runt is very shy and nice so he doesn't fit in with the other rouges. The only reason he really joined the Black Forest cats was because he wanted a home and shelter. He is kind to everyone, even though they tease them. He is loving and scared of battles but is slowly learning how to fight to survive. He considers running away to join a clan often.
Reason for becoming a loner/rouge: Runt was, at one time, a well loved kittypet. He loved his twolegs and it was the only place he fit in because of his small size. He was well fed and even got to sleep with the twoleg's kits.
Unfortunately, his good luck was about to change.
It was a rainy day when they put him outside and for some reason, he had an urge to go outside and explore. He didn't mind the rain at all as long as he had his warm home to return too.
He had no idea he was never going to return home again.
He was attacked by a group of huge rouges and beaten to near death. Blood ran down his pelt, turning most of his white fur red and he gasped for breathe and yowled in terror all at once. He didn't know what was happening. All he saw was a flurry of pelts and claws and angry yowls filled his ears. He fell unconscious to all these horrible sights and sounds, the smell of blood overpowering him.
He woke up in The Black Forest, where Scar claimed to save him. He was then told that he would serve in Scar's army to repay that debt.
(I guess you could say that's his history basically)
Kin: Father - Tiger
Mother - Ruby
Picture:
RP sample: Runt padded carefully towards the edge of clan territorys. He jumped on a large rock and looked at the beautiful territory before him. To his left was SnowClan and to his right was the scary looking SwampClan. By SwampClan was LeafClan. He had heard that Stormpaw was there and felt a pang of jelousy. His sister was said to be in the open moorlands of LightningClan closeby. He imagined himself in SnowClan, jumping from rock to rock beside his clanmates and felt a deep, deep longing. Unfortunately, his good thoughts were interrupted by an annoyed yowl, "Runt! Get over here!" He shook with fear as he tore himself away from the territorys and ran towards the voice.
