Post by birdcat on Feb 13, 2008 18:35:42 GMT -5
Name: Birdcat
Pronunciation: [how can you not pronounce that]
Alias: Winged beast
Age: 2 years
Ethnicity: Japanese
Likes:
○ Watching
○ Climbing
○ Sleeping
Dislikes:
• Annoying cats
• Cars
• Fighting
Eye Color: Ice Blue
Pack: Shark
Rank: Beta...(Maybe?)
Physical Description: A flash of white slips by, what you've seen was just a glimpse of Birdcat. He is a wingless eagle. He was built for speed, his body is thin and light. Yet, he has muscles rippling under his thin fur; how else would he be able to climb, jump, and run? His fur his a light cream color that fades on the edge of white and feels as soft as snow. The creamy white dramatically changes to a dark chocolate for his points; feet, face, tail, ears. He has the signature blue tail tip that all the Sharks have; proving to all that he is fully Shark. Though e would rather avoid a fight, he does sport scars, two across his left shoulder, one across his right eyes, and his right ear is torn.
Personality: Birdcat isn't much of a Gang cat, he has the attitude of a loner, or a house cat. He hates fighting and would like to avoid a fight at all costs. Though if he must fight, he will. He didn't get the Nickname, Winged Beast, for nothing. He is very skilled for what he puts on and usually wears out his opponent by dodging. Then he comes in with a series of high speed attacks, usually scaring the enemy away. But all in all, he would much rather stay atop a fence and watch the world go by. He is mostly calm and collected, but one thing really pisses him off; annoying cats. He just can't stand them and will usually walk away cursing his head off.
History: Birdcat's family did not start in the Shark gang. No, it started off in Japan. His Grandmother was born in Japan and came to his area by traveling on many human made things. It took her awhile to become accepted, but she did become a Shark. And after a few years she fell in love with Birdcat's Grandfather. Their litter consisted of two cats, both lacking the blue tail tip. The blue tail tip didn't come until his father met his mother, a gang born cat. She had a litter of three: Birdcat, Inu, and Shinku. Two Masculo, one Femsico. Each had very different personalities and fighting abilities. But over time they became know as the Three Beasts because of their unique abilities. Birdcat: the Winged Beast for his speed; Inu: The Shadow Beast for his stealth; and Shinku: the Blood Beast for her... issues (very aggressive, would not want to meet her in a dark alley).
How'd you hear about us?: Oak.. or whatever she's called here >.<'
Example of your 1337 skillz: From Clans of the Forest
(Ravenclaw was just a throw away charrie for the plot... But I still liked him... to bad he had to die T-T)
Black tipped paws stopped at the edge of the small stream, the white cat stared deeply into the water. Ravenclaw was old, 89 moons, but in his opinion he was young. Too young to become an elder. I'll show them he thought, painting slightly from his run to the Sandy Stream. "I'll show them," he hissed beginning to look around for any prey he could bring back to camp. Normally Ravenclaw was any easy going cat, but the news that he would be joining the elders soon, it broke his pride.
Back when he was younger, Ravenclaw was a brave warrior, always going head first into battles and bringing back the most freshkill. But once he turned 65 moons, he began to get wounded more often in battles and brought back less and less freshkill. His pride just couldn't handle becoming an elder.
His ears twitched back and forth, searching for any sounds from prey, his green eyes widened when the he heart a foot fall of a mouse. See, I haven't lost my wits he thought as he crept closer to the mouse. Then he pounced, landing a paw step away from the mouse. He tried to grab it, but the mouse was quick and got away. "Maybe I am losing my wits," he meowed, staring at his black paws, where if he was younger, would be a mouse.
Slowly he rose to his paws and walked back to the stream and sat with his ears drooping. "Maybe I should be and elder," he growled, narrowing his eyes. "maybe I should just dissapear..."
Rp color= White
Pronunciation: [how can you not pronounce that]
Alias: Winged beast
Age: 2 years
Ethnicity: Japanese
Likes:
○ Watching
○ Climbing
○ Sleeping
Dislikes:
• Annoying cats
• Cars
• Fighting
Eye Color: Ice Blue
Pack: Shark
Rank: Beta...(Maybe?)
Physical Description: A flash of white slips by, what you've seen was just a glimpse of Birdcat. He is a wingless eagle. He was built for speed, his body is thin and light. Yet, he has muscles rippling under his thin fur; how else would he be able to climb, jump, and run? His fur his a light cream color that fades on the edge of white and feels as soft as snow. The creamy white dramatically changes to a dark chocolate for his points; feet, face, tail, ears. He has the signature blue tail tip that all the Sharks have; proving to all that he is fully Shark. Though e would rather avoid a fight, he does sport scars, two across his left shoulder, one across his right eyes, and his right ear is torn.
Personality: Birdcat isn't much of a Gang cat, he has the attitude of a loner, or a house cat. He hates fighting and would like to avoid a fight at all costs. Though if he must fight, he will. He didn't get the Nickname, Winged Beast, for nothing. He is very skilled for what he puts on and usually wears out his opponent by dodging. Then he comes in with a series of high speed attacks, usually scaring the enemy away. But all in all, he would much rather stay atop a fence and watch the world go by. He is mostly calm and collected, but one thing really pisses him off; annoying cats. He just can't stand them and will usually walk away cursing his head off.
History: Birdcat's family did not start in the Shark gang. No, it started off in Japan. His Grandmother was born in Japan and came to his area by traveling on many human made things. It took her awhile to become accepted, but she did become a Shark. And after a few years she fell in love with Birdcat's Grandfather. Their litter consisted of two cats, both lacking the blue tail tip. The blue tail tip didn't come until his father met his mother, a gang born cat. She had a litter of three: Birdcat, Inu, and Shinku. Two Masculo, one Femsico. Each had very different personalities and fighting abilities. But over time they became know as the Three Beasts because of their unique abilities. Birdcat: the Winged Beast for his speed; Inu: The Shadow Beast for his stealth; and Shinku: the Blood Beast for her... issues (very aggressive, would not want to meet her in a dark alley).
How'd you hear about us?: Oak.. or whatever she's called here >.<'
Example of your 1337 skillz: From Clans of the Forest
(Ravenclaw was just a throw away charrie for the plot... But I still liked him... to bad he had to die T-T)
Black tipped paws stopped at the edge of the small stream, the white cat stared deeply into the water. Ravenclaw was old, 89 moons, but in his opinion he was young. Too young to become an elder. I'll show them he thought, painting slightly from his run to the Sandy Stream. "I'll show them," he hissed beginning to look around for any prey he could bring back to camp. Normally Ravenclaw was any easy going cat, but the news that he would be joining the elders soon, it broke his pride.
Back when he was younger, Ravenclaw was a brave warrior, always going head first into battles and bringing back the most freshkill. But once he turned 65 moons, he began to get wounded more often in battles and brought back less and less freshkill. His pride just couldn't handle becoming an elder.
His ears twitched back and forth, searching for any sounds from prey, his green eyes widened when the he heart a foot fall of a mouse. See, I haven't lost my wits he thought as he crept closer to the mouse. Then he pounced, landing a paw step away from the mouse. He tried to grab it, but the mouse was quick and got away. "Maybe I am losing my wits," he meowed, staring at his black paws, where if he was younger, would be a mouse.
Slowly he rose to his paws and walked back to the stream and sat with his ears drooping. "Maybe I should be and elder," he growled, narrowing his eyes. "maybe I should just dissapear..."
Rp color= White
