Post by TerraKat on Sept 26, 2008 22:36:34 GMT -6
Name: Flash
Age: 6
Gender: Male
Clan: Neutral
Herd: None
Mate: None
Friends: None
Family: None
Species: Black-tailed jackrabbit
Physical Description: Flash has orange eyes with a crazy look in them. They have a ring of white fur around them, making them seem larger than they actually are. His legs are enormous, and can propel him 20 feet in one bound. He has grey-brown fur mottled with black and white hairs, and the underside of his tail is white. The top of his tail and the ends of his ears are black. His ears are huge. In general size, he is two feet long and weighs three kilograms.
Personality: Flash seems to prefer his own company most of the time – he is friendly enough to other animals, but stays away from joining a herd or clan. When he meets a strange animal, he usually stays where he is until he’s worked out whether it wants to eat him or not. If it does, he runs away (at 72 km/h), although when cornered he can deliver a powerful kick. He gets along with most animals, though he has a passionate, irrational hatred of dogs… maybe not so irrational, if you consider his history.
History: Flash was born in Amanjia, but his need to be alone and to travel drove him to leave his parents and siblings at an early age. He lived completely alone for a long time, just hopping around eating plants and having fun, but then he got to the age where he began to feel lonely. He moped for a while, not recognising this feeling, until the day he met a girl. It didn’t matter to either of them that he was a hare and she was a sea otter. Cassandra shared his disdain for organised groups and love of a free and easy lifestyle. Until the day she was killed by a pack of wild dogs. Since then, he has been wandering again.
Role Play Sample:
The golden sabre-toothed cat lay in the sunlight, eyes half-shut, mind wandering. Remembering forgotten times, when Wildfang was divided. But even those memories were dim to the bright-pelted queen. Just the barest hint of amber eyes showed through the narrow slits between her eyelids while she lazed in the afternoon rays. She should have been on her guard, aware of all that was going on around her, and she was, to some extent. But her mind wandered while she listened to the diurnal grassland birds. Soon her thoughts about the past were gone. If you had asked her for her name at that very moment, she would not have been able to tell you. The events that had torn the land apart hundreds of years ago were now but a distant memory, as a new danger grew. She could tell that something was going to happen. That was why she had been called forward from her ancient sleep, but she didn't really know why. Or what was going to happen. But for now, she lay in the sun. Waiting. For what she didn't know. A thunderstorm, a flood, a war. Or even just another cat to talk to.
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Age: 6
Gender: Male
Clan: Neutral
Herd: None
Mate: None
Friends: None
Family: None
Species: Black-tailed jackrabbit
Physical Description: Flash has orange eyes with a crazy look in them. They have a ring of white fur around them, making them seem larger than they actually are. His legs are enormous, and can propel him 20 feet in one bound. He has grey-brown fur mottled with black and white hairs, and the underside of his tail is white. The top of his tail and the ends of his ears are black. His ears are huge. In general size, he is two feet long and weighs three kilograms.
Personality: Flash seems to prefer his own company most of the time – he is friendly enough to other animals, but stays away from joining a herd or clan. When he meets a strange animal, he usually stays where he is until he’s worked out whether it wants to eat him or not. If it does, he runs away (at 72 km/h), although when cornered he can deliver a powerful kick. He gets along with most animals, though he has a passionate, irrational hatred of dogs… maybe not so irrational, if you consider his history.
History: Flash was born in Amanjia, but his need to be alone and to travel drove him to leave his parents and siblings at an early age. He lived completely alone for a long time, just hopping around eating plants and having fun, but then he got to the age where he began to feel lonely. He moped for a while, not recognising this feeling, until the day he met a girl. It didn’t matter to either of them that he was a hare and she was a sea otter. Cassandra shared his disdain for organised groups and love of a free and easy lifestyle. Until the day she was killed by a pack of wild dogs. Since then, he has been wandering again.
Role Play Sample:
The golden sabre-toothed cat lay in the sunlight, eyes half-shut, mind wandering. Remembering forgotten times, when Wildfang was divided. But even those memories were dim to the bright-pelted queen. Just the barest hint of amber eyes showed through the narrow slits between her eyelids while she lazed in the afternoon rays. She should have been on her guard, aware of all that was going on around her, and she was, to some extent. But her mind wandered while she listened to the diurnal grassland birds. Soon her thoughts about the past were gone. If you had asked her for her name at that very moment, she would not have been able to tell you. The events that had torn the land apart hundreds of years ago were now but a distant memory, as a new danger grew. She could tell that something was going to happen. That was why she had been called forward from her ancient sleep, but she didn't really know why. Or what was going to happen. But for now, she lay in the sun. Waiting. For what she didn't know. A thunderstorm, a flood, a war. Or even just another cat to talk to.
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