Post by otterfur on May 16, 2006 14:58:07 GMT -5
Name: Otterfur
Gender: She-Cat
Clan: RiverClan
Age in Moons: 38
Position: Loyal Medicine Cat
Description:A true cat of the river, Otterfur is a slender she-cat with a tinge of ginger 'round her muzzle. she is very small, but is very strong with big muscles. She has a long, puffy tail. She uses this tail to propell herself forward in the water. Otterfur has huge paws, good for treading. Her blue crystal eyes are almost waterproof, as she can open them while underwater. Her strong gaze can never be beaten, and even though she is small in size, she has a big heart.
Personality: Otterfur is a gentle cat. Sometimes she gets confused or forgets what she was doing last. That really can be a problem sometimes, especially when she's hunting. She is happy and excitable, with always a smile on her face.((if cats can smile)) Sometimes Otterfur can get moody. And whenever someone mentions anything about mothers she gets very sad. She is always fair.
History: Born a loner, raised a loner. That's Otterfur's big story. Her mother, Lily, gave birth to Otterfur in a field of goldenrods, and was named Jenny. She lived with her mother in a small cave by a stream, until Otterfur turned 3 moons old. That dark day, her mother disappeared. Otterfur was determined to find her, and was willing to risk her life. Of course, at that time, she was a kit. For many moons she has treaded along the land, fending for herself. Otterfur has lived in many places, including a field of goldenrods, in a cave, near a twoleg nest, and IN a twoleg nest. Then she stumbled upon the river.
IC: Jenny sat in the cool cave, her mother beside her. Outside it was hot and sunny. It was greenleaf, so grass grew all over the ground and the trees were full of leaves that weighed the branches down. Jenny watched the little waterfall babble over the rocks and down into a small pond. She got up to strech hr legs. Jenny walked over to the pond and lapped up some water. It felt cool in her mouth as it went down her throat. Jenny scented the air. It was hot and steamy. As jenny turned back to the cave, she saw that her mother was not there. Jenny searched all around but still could not find her mother. Giving up, Jenny sat under a tree. "I will find you someday mother," she said. "I will."
Gender: She-Cat
Clan: RiverClan
Age in Moons: 38
Position: Loyal Medicine Cat
Description:A true cat of the river, Otterfur is a slender she-cat with a tinge of ginger 'round her muzzle. she is very small, but is very strong with big muscles. She has a long, puffy tail. She uses this tail to propell herself forward in the water. Otterfur has huge paws, good for treading. Her blue crystal eyes are almost waterproof, as she can open them while underwater. Her strong gaze can never be beaten, and even though she is small in size, she has a big heart.
Personality: Otterfur is a gentle cat. Sometimes she gets confused or forgets what she was doing last. That really can be a problem sometimes, especially when she's hunting. She is happy and excitable, with always a smile on her face.((if cats can smile)) Sometimes Otterfur can get moody. And whenever someone mentions anything about mothers she gets very sad. She is always fair.
History: Born a loner, raised a loner. That's Otterfur's big story. Her mother, Lily, gave birth to Otterfur in a field of goldenrods, and was named Jenny. She lived with her mother in a small cave by a stream, until Otterfur turned 3 moons old. That dark day, her mother disappeared. Otterfur was determined to find her, and was willing to risk her life. Of course, at that time, she was a kit. For many moons she has treaded along the land, fending for herself. Otterfur has lived in many places, including a field of goldenrods, in a cave, near a twoleg nest, and IN a twoleg nest. Then she stumbled upon the river.
IC: Jenny sat in the cool cave, her mother beside her. Outside it was hot and sunny. It was greenleaf, so grass grew all over the ground and the trees were full of leaves that weighed the branches down. Jenny watched the little waterfall babble over the rocks and down into a small pond. She got up to strech hr legs. Jenny walked over to the pond and lapped up some water. It felt cool in her mouth as it went down her throat. Jenny scented the air. It was hot and steamy. As jenny turned back to the cave, she saw that her mother was not there. Jenny searched all around but still could not find her mother. Giving up, Jenny sat under a tree. "I will find you someday mother," she said. "I will."
