Post by gravel on Jun 1, 2008 15:29:53 GMT -5
Username:Gravel
Charrie Number:1
Name:Heatlegs
Gender:Male
Age:25 moons
Rank:Next in Line
Pic:None
Description:Heatlegs obviously has a bright red pelt, but his legs are especially a bold red color, with a tiny bit of orange that is hard to notice. He has a bigger head than usual cats, but only a tiny bit bigger. His claws always gleam from the sun because he sharpens them daily. His body pulses with muscels because when he isn't sharpening his claws, he's out hunting, when he isn't out hunting, he's stretching his body, when his isn't stretching, he's practing his running and hunting.
Personality:Heatlegs is usually nice, but if he is angered from missing some prey or accidentally hurting himself and you bother him with a problem, even a small one, he might burst out into anger and scare cats around him. He takes great pride in the good things he does, but he doesn't get all mean and act like he's better than everybody else in the clan. No, he likes to think of the whole clan as an equal: no one cat should have more power than the other, except for the leader, of course. But, through Heatlegs' brave exterior, he is really unsure if he is worthy to be leader.
History:Nobody remembers the names of Heatlegs' parents, but at least he knows they were both of his clan. As a kit and an apprentice, Heatlegs was bouncy and enthusiastic, even a bit annoying. But he dropped that trait like a burning piece of wood when he had a horrible encounter with a fox as an apprentice. He ran ahead during a patrol, against his mentors command and forgot a fox was in the area. He survived unharmed, but his mentor sacraficed himself. Heatlegs swore to never again allow such a bloody death happen to an innocent cat. He has never let it happen again so far.
Secret Code:Silver moon
Charrie Number:1
Name:Heatlegs
Gender:Male
Age:25 moons
Rank:Next in Line
Pic:None
Description:Heatlegs obviously has a bright red pelt, but his legs are especially a bold red color, with a tiny bit of orange that is hard to notice. He has a bigger head than usual cats, but only a tiny bit bigger. His claws always gleam from the sun because he sharpens them daily. His body pulses with muscels because when he isn't sharpening his claws, he's out hunting, when he isn't out hunting, he's stretching his body, when his isn't stretching, he's practing his running and hunting.
Personality:Heatlegs is usually nice, but if he is angered from missing some prey or accidentally hurting himself and you bother him with a problem, even a small one, he might burst out into anger and scare cats around him. He takes great pride in the good things he does, but he doesn't get all mean and act like he's better than everybody else in the clan. No, he likes to think of the whole clan as an equal: no one cat should have more power than the other, except for the leader, of course. But, through Heatlegs' brave exterior, he is really unsure if he is worthy to be leader.
History:Nobody remembers the names of Heatlegs' parents, but at least he knows they were both of his clan. As a kit and an apprentice, Heatlegs was bouncy and enthusiastic, even a bit annoying. But he dropped that trait like a burning piece of wood when he had a horrible encounter with a fox as an apprentice. He ran ahead during a patrol, against his mentors command and forgot a fox was in the area. He survived unharmed, but his mentor sacraficed himself. Heatlegs swore to never again allow such a bloody death happen to an innocent cat. He has never let it happen again so far.
Secret Code:Silver moon