Post by whitefoot on Jul 26, 2010 3:06:36 GMT -5
THIS TIME I AM POSTING WHAT I HAVE. Tired of my computer mysteriously shutting down and losing all of what I have. Tired of it. ">>
Role player| Whitefoot
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Name| Bonetooth
Gender| tom
Physical Description| Bonetooth is a large, blocky tom with a broad head and large paws. Almond-shaped eyes are centered on his broad face and colored a pale olive. Short, milky whiskers wisp out from his muzzle to frame his face. His blocky figure is well-muscled and powerful, covered in a short, rather unkempt pelt. His fur is mostly a dingy white, due to the dirt and muck that's stained it over the seasons. Patches of earthy brown tabby color his elbows, and a small patch rests between his short, triangular ears.
For some reason I am having great difficulty writing a description. Bear with me.
Views| Bonetooth rejects the idea of having a Clan or a leader. His mind is stuck on the past, his argument being 'What is to stop the past from repeating itself, from the whole Clan shattering into pieces and leaving one huge mess of panicked and betrayed cats?' He thinks that if the cats have survived thus far without having to join together then it should just stay so. No abuse of power when there is none to abuse; no falling apart when nothing has formed in the first place. Sure, forming a Clan could help heighten hunting success, but can't cats do that without a leader? Don't they do that already, even if it isn't a permanent arrangement? Where there is power there will be cats to abuse it, in his opinion. Better not to just have an all-controlling figure.
Kin| mother- Whitestream
father- Branchfur
aunt- Sleetfoot
sister- Icewhisker
brother- Mudstripe
History| Whitestream had an affair with her sister's mate, Branchfur, a short while before abandoning her family group to rear a litter of her own. She became pregnant
WIP. Sorry :/
Picture| none
Role player| Whitefoot
_____
Name| Bonetooth
Gender| tom
Physical Description| Bonetooth is a large, blocky tom with a broad head and large paws. Almond-shaped eyes are centered on his broad face and colored a pale olive. Short, milky whiskers wisp out from his muzzle to frame his face. His blocky figure is well-muscled and powerful, covered in a short, rather unkempt pelt. His fur is mostly a dingy white, due to the dirt and muck that's stained it over the seasons. Patches of earthy brown tabby color his elbows, and a small patch rests between his short, triangular ears.
For some reason I am having great difficulty writing a description. Bear with me.
Views| Bonetooth rejects the idea of having a Clan or a leader. His mind is stuck on the past, his argument being 'What is to stop the past from repeating itself, from the whole Clan shattering into pieces and leaving one huge mess of panicked and betrayed cats?' He thinks that if the cats have survived thus far without having to join together then it should just stay so. No abuse of power when there is none to abuse; no falling apart when nothing has formed in the first place. Sure, forming a Clan could help heighten hunting success, but can't cats do that without a leader? Don't they do that already, even if it isn't a permanent arrangement? Where there is power there will be cats to abuse it, in his opinion. Better not to just have an all-controlling figure.
Kin| mother- Whitestream
father- Branchfur
aunt- Sleetfoot
sister- Icewhisker
brother- Mudstripe
History| Whitestream had an affair with her sister's mate, Branchfur, a short while before abandoning her family group to rear a litter of her own. She became pregnant
WIP. Sorry :/
Picture| none
