Post by Freaks And Geeks on Apr 2, 2013 20:33:18 GMT -5
Name: Nightkit - Nightpaw - Nightsky
Gender: Tom
Age: 20 Moons
Clan: Thunderclan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance:
Personality: Nightsky is laid back. He prefers to take it easy rather than stress over every little thing. Orders are usually greeted with a slow nod, him turning, then him muttering something under his breath about not wanting to do it. That being said, when he enters a fight, it's like a switch flips. His personality changes. He becomes fierce, almost ruthless, in his attacks. As soon as the fight ends, he's back to his old self. He's never really addressed it personally. He has no idea of what causes it and doesn't intend to try. He appreciates this attribute of his as it has turned out to make him stronger in battle.
History: Ehhhh is it okay if I add one later. Feeling a bit museless atm
Role Play Sample: From an old post, on a different site. By me.
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Gender: Tom
Age: 20 Moons
Clan: Thunderclan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance:
Personality: Nightsky is laid back. He prefers to take it easy rather than stress over every little thing. Orders are usually greeted with a slow nod, him turning, then him muttering something under his breath about not wanting to do it. That being said, when he enters a fight, it's like a switch flips. His personality changes. He becomes fierce, almost ruthless, in his attacks. As soon as the fight ends, he's back to his old self. He's never really addressed it personally. He has no idea of what causes it and doesn't intend to try. He appreciates this attribute of his as it has turned out to make him stronger in battle.
History: Ehhhh is it okay if I add one later. Feeling a bit museless atm
Role Play Sample: From an old post, on a different site. By me.
The large lynx huddled over the crumpled buddy of his own kit. The father after a savage beating session of his son smirked. The kit would eventually thank him for this. He was just toughening hi m up. The father spit on his son and walked away. The kit lay beaten, broken: mentally, physically, and emotionally. A storm was just rolling in. The drops that hit upon his pelt might have been the reviving drops he needed. His body started to shake at first, but then his paws started full motion. He soon was on his feet. He staggered forward, dropping a couple of times. He was finally escaping the abuse. The pain. But someone would have to pay.
Randolph woke with a shudder. His nightmares still haunted his dreams frequently. He sighed. He rose and left the Asylum. The woods surrounding the Asylum, dark and mysterious, they were sort of like his past. That’s was his favorite part of the family he made. He stood rigid when he thought he heard the sounds of someone approaching.
Randolph woke with a shudder. His nightmares still haunted his dreams frequently. He sighed. He rose and left the Asylum. The woods surrounding the Asylum, dark and mysterious, they were sort of like his past. That’s was his favorite part of the family he made. He stood rigid when he thought he heard the sounds of someone approaching.
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