Post by damonhunter99 on Mar 14, 2013 20:10:56 GMT -5
Name:Scartooth
Clan:Loner (Will be joining Waterclan soon... just RPing up to that part.)
Breed:Maine Coon
Kin:None
Mate:None
Kits:None
App:None
Age:30 Moons
Story: Scar was born wild, his parents both maine coon alley cats. They lived on the streets of human society. Scar was named so aptly because of a birthmark on his cheek, the mark looks like a scar. He became well known as a cat that was not to be trifled with, perhaps too well known. He was run out on his 23rd moon. He had no understanding for clans, nor did he know of territory. He soon became an outsider, a city cat lost in the woods. However he grew stronger with time. His senses were honed, it didn't take long for the large feline to adapt. He now lives on the edges of the clan lands. He has never been offered refuge in their midst, nor would the stubborn tom succumb to asking for assistance. He does not attack on sight like many of the clan cats would, however he does not fear defending himself in the slightest. He is devious, calculating, and cunning. He is not the best at hunting... not hunting for food at least. He is a warrior, his real skills being in battle, and in ambushing. He is well versed in fighting styles, and often will steal food instead of simply hunting for himself. He never was taught how to hunt, in the city it was never required. However, if he has to he will hunt, he simply wont catch much.
Clan:Loner (Will be joining Waterclan soon... just RPing up to that part.)
Breed:Maine Coon
Kin:None
Mate:None
Kits:None
App:None
Age:30 Moons
Story: Scar was born wild, his parents both maine coon alley cats. They lived on the streets of human society. Scar was named so aptly because of a birthmark on his cheek, the mark looks like a scar. He became well known as a cat that was not to be trifled with, perhaps too well known. He was run out on his 23rd moon. He had no understanding for clans, nor did he know of territory. He soon became an outsider, a city cat lost in the woods. However he grew stronger with time. His senses were honed, it didn't take long for the large feline to adapt. He now lives on the edges of the clan lands. He has never been offered refuge in their midst, nor would the stubborn tom succumb to asking for assistance. He does not attack on sight like many of the clan cats would, however he does not fear defending himself in the slightest. He is devious, calculating, and cunning. He is not the best at hunting... not hunting for food at least. He is a warrior, his real skills being in battle, and in ambushing. He is well versed in fighting styles, and often will steal food instead of simply hunting for himself. He never was taught how to hunt, in the city it was never required. However, if he has to he will hunt, he simply wont catch much.
