Post by Jetclaw on Feb 8, 2009 18:54:33 GMT -7
Name- Oliver
Age- 18 moons
Gender- Tom-cat
Territory- Wild Wood(woo!)
Rank- Juvenille
Appearance- Oliver is a long haird, pretty good-looking, plain brown tomcat with deep forest green eyes. His fur is sometimes hard to groom, but he manages. His claws are short, but still pretty sharp, his tail is medium long, and bushy. His ears are much wider than other cats, just his breed, he is very good at hearing, and he has a dark brown nose. His whiskers are also a darker color, and don't go out too far. His pads are pink, and his teeth sharp and straight. He has soft fur to the touch and he has broad shoulders, and is pretty tall.
Personality- Goofy and funny at times, Oliver is a sweet guy. He likes to flirt with other she-cats, whoever he happens to be passing, and hates to get made fun of. He doesn't get mad alot, only on rare times, and he can seem to be abit kittish at times too. He likes to joke around and be a goof. He's judgemental, and likes to do what he wants to do, as in, he won't let others keep him away from what he wants most. He is very clusmy, and can seem like a dumb-ball at first, but he's quite smart, very athletic and a romantic.
History- Born in Wild Wood, oliver's parents were a brown spotted tan she-cat named, Angel, and a big dark brown tom named, Normal. They both had him at a young age, and raised and trained him to be out in the woods. Oliver loved to hunt and swim in the small streams along the woodland. He didn't have many friends, since he was taught to never trust strangers, unless they seemed trusty. Which always confused Oliver. He was named Oliver because it was the name his farther's farther was, so it was passed down. He really didn't mind it.
Now he lives alone, since both his parents have dissapeared, it didn't bother him that much, he knew that all wild cats had to go off on their own one day. He now lives in a small den by himself out in Wild wood, hunting and defending his territory alone. He likes to explore it sometimes, and go into different parts, one day he'll find a mate and maybe start a family. He has no idea of the clans, he doesn't know they exsist.
Age- 18 moons
Gender- Tom-cat
Territory- Wild Wood(woo!)
Rank- Juvenille
Appearance- Oliver is a long haird, pretty good-looking, plain brown tomcat with deep forest green eyes. His fur is sometimes hard to groom, but he manages. His claws are short, but still pretty sharp, his tail is medium long, and bushy. His ears are much wider than other cats, just his breed, he is very good at hearing, and he has a dark brown nose. His whiskers are also a darker color, and don't go out too far. His pads are pink, and his teeth sharp and straight. He has soft fur to the touch and he has broad shoulders, and is pretty tall.
Personality- Goofy and funny at times, Oliver is a sweet guy. He likes to flirt with other she-cats, whoever he happens to be passing, and hates to get made fun of. He doesn't get mad alot, only on rare times, and he can seem to be abit kittish at times too. He likes to joke around and be a goof. He's judgemental, and likes to do what he wants to do, as in, he won't let others keep him away from what he wants most. He is very clusmy, and can seem like a dumb-ball at first, but he's quite smart, very athletic and a romantic.
History- Born in Wild Wood, oliver's parents were a brown spotted tan she-cat named, Angel, and a big dark brown tom named, Normal. They both had him at a young age, and raised and trained him to be out in the woods. Oliver loved to hunt and swim in the small streams along the woodland. He didn't have many friends, since he was taught to never trust strangers, unless they seemed trusty. Which always confused Oliver. He was named Oliver because it was the name his farther's farther was, so it was passed down. He really didn't mind it.
Now he lives alone, since both his parents have dissapeared, it didn't bother him that much, he knew that all wild cats had to go off on their own one day. He now lives in a small den by himself out in Wild wood, hunting and defending his territory alone. He likes to explore it sometimes, and go into different parts, one day he'll find a mate and maybe start a family. He has no idea of the clans, he doesn't know they exsist.
