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Post by WHiR[D] on Jun 7, 2008 15:01:12 GMT -6
Name: Jack
Gender: Tom...but supposedly in the Warriors books, once a cat gets fixed, it is no longer a tom....so...*confused*
Age: 13 moons
Rank: Kittey-petter XD
Clan: Again, a Kittey-petter XD
Picture: ...
Physical Description: Jack is almost all black. He does have a white spot on his belly, and apart from that, he is all black. His tail is longer than usual tails, and he has slightly bigger ears than normal. He has short fur, and he is a big-framed cat. He is a bit chubby, though.
Personality: Quite Headstrong, there isn't anything that Jack thinks he can't do. He loves lying in his garden watching the birds fly around in the trees above, and sometimes tries to catch them. Though, given, he never can catch them. He just says that he meant not to catch them, and what would he do with one anyway if he caught it. He is lazy, chubby, and definitely not warrior material. He also is a good story-teller and a good lier.
History: I hate to let you down, but he really hasn't done anything exciting. He has a sister and a brother who live in different gardens around the nahborhood. One thing he has done in the past was to see a turkey come out of the woods on the other side of the fence. Though he was really scared of it, he tells his friends that he jumped at it and clawed it until it ran away. And, of course, thats a lie.
In Character (IC): "Well, Lyla, I was sittin' up on mah fence, and all of a sudden a giant turkey wobbled out o' the woods. I mean, it was HUGE! Its eyes bulged out o' its head, and it nearly fell over with the weight of it's feathers! It took one look at mah claws, and nearly shed all of its feathers. If you go into the woods, you would see um all scattered-around-like. Though ah wouldn't suggest it, the turkey might eat-cha! Though who knows, it might still be nursing the wounds that I gave it. Or, of course, it might be dead. But ah tell ya, Lyla, ya dun wanna meet face ta face with that turkey. Soooo anyways, before it ran-away-like, I jumped straight from mah fence to the back-of-it! It was squakin and squakein all oh-er da place. It-d be frighnen for ya, Lyla. So yah bettah not be goin ta see that turkey soon, so ya see. Anyways, thats when all its feathers flew off, and it shook me a lil' bit, soos ah jumped off and cornered it. Ah decided ta let it live, but those scratches ah gave it better've taught it a lesson if ya know what ah mean here-n-now. It sqauked and squaked right inta dose bushes an ah nevah saw it again...."
Other: Single, and is no longer a tom...sadly...
Gender: Tom...but supposedly in the Warriors books, once a cat gets fixed, it is no longer a tom....so...*confused*
Age: 13 moons
Rank: Kittey-petter XD
Clan: Again, a Kittey-petter XD
Picture: ...
Physical Description: Jack is almost all black. He does have a white spot on his belly, and apart from that, he is all black. His tail is longer than usual tails, and he has slightly bigger ears than normal. He has short fur, and he is a big-framed cat. He is a bit chubby, though.
Personality: Quite Headstrong, there isn't anything that Jack thinks he can't do. He loves lying in his garden watching the birds fly around in the trees above, and sometimes tries to catch them. Though, given, he never can catch them. He just says that he meant not to catch them, and what would he do with one anyway if he caught it. He is lazy, chubby, and definitely not warrior material. He also is a good story-teller and a good lier.
History: I hate to let you down, but he really hasn't done anything exciting. He has a sister and a brother who live in different gardens around the nahborhood. One thing he has done in the past was to see a turkey come out of the woods on the other side of the fence. Though he was really scared of it, he tells his friends that he jumped at it and clawed it until it ran away. And, of course, thats a lie.
In Character (IC): "Well, Lyla, I was sittin' up on mah fence, and all of a sudden a giant turkey wobbled out o' the woods. I mean, it was HUGE! Its eyes bulged out o' its head, and it nearly fell over with the weight of it's feathers! It took one look at mah claws, and nearly shed all of its feathers. If you go into the woods, you would see um all scattered-around-like. Though ah wouldn't suggest it, the turkey might eat-cha! Though who knows, it might still be nursing the wounds that I gave it. Or, of course, it might be dead. But ah tell ya, Lyla, ya dun wanna meet face ta face with that turkey. Soooo anyways, before it ran-away-like, I jumped straight from mah fence to the back-of-it! It was squakin and squakein all oh-er da place. It-d be frighnen for ya, Lyla. So yah bettah not be goin ta see that turkey soon, so ya see. Anyways, thats when all its feathers flew off, and it shook me a lil' bit, soos ah jumped off and cornered it. Ah decided ta let it live, but those scratches ah gave it better've taught it a lesson if ya know what ah mean here-n-now. It sqauked and squaked right inta dose bushes an ah nevah saw it again...."
Other: Single, and is no longer a tom...sadly...
