Post by hawkclaw on Dec 8, 2007 14:43:41 GMT -5
Name: Lyra
Age:18 moons
Gender:She-cat
Clan:Loner
Rank:warrior
Appearence:Lyra has golden brown eyes that are set into her head. A vivid black mark surrounds her eyes. She white whiskers and white fur on the insides of her ears. She has a velvety pink nose. Her coat is a dark brownish with a few splotches of light colored fur. She has un even black stripes all over her body.
Personality: Lyra is a independent cat. When she is on a mission. nothing gets in her way. She likes to explore and wonder around. Genders don't realy matter to her, she-cat or tom, does not matter. Even though she keeps to her self, she can still fight, like a true warrior. She is no kitty pet and she will never be one. Kitty pets are the type of cat that bug her the most though.
History: Lyra had a mom, she even had a dad that she saw. They were barn cats. Her family was not pampered like true kitty pets, but they did get fed. Lyra's independince drove her away from her family and their barn home. When she was old enogh to hunt on her own, she set off. She said her quick good byes and never saw them again, she doesn't plan seeing them again either.
RP example: Don't need one
She is the one in the back, (the darker one,
)
Age:18 moons
Gender:She-cat
Clan:Loner
Rank:warrior
Appearence:Lyra has golden brown eyes that are set into her head. A vivid black mark surrounds her eyes. She white whiskers and white fur on the insides of her ears. She has a velvety pink nose. Her coat is a dark brownish with a few splotches of light colored fur. She has un even black stripes all over her body.
Personality: Lyra is a independent cat. When she is on a mission. nothing gets in her way. She likes to explore and wonder around. Genders don't realy matter to her, she-cat or tom, does not matter. Even though she keeps to her self, she can still fight, like a true warrior. She is no kitty pet and she will never be one. Kitty pets are the type of cat that bug her the most though.
History: Lyra had a mom, she even had a dad that she saw. They were barn cats. Her family was not pampered like true kitty pets, but they did get fed. Lyra's independince drove her away from her family and their barn home. When she was old enogh to hunt on her own, she set off. She said her quick good byes and never saw them again, she doesn't plan seeing them again either.
RP example: Don't need one
She is the one in the back, (the darker one,
)