Post by Zimlock on Jun 28, 2010 8:53:31 GMT -5
Name: Boulder that walks upon skies
Pack: Moon
Age: 29 moons
Gender: Tom
Position: Alpha
Short Description: A large bulky Tuxedo tom with bright yellow eyes.
Description:
Pack: Moon
Age: 29 moons
Gender: Tom
Position: Alpha
Short Description: A large bulky Tuxedo tom with bright yellow eyes.
Description:
This tom is black and white, a tuxedo tom. His fur is slender and flat all the time, for he makes sure it's groomed 24/7.Attitude:
His base color is black, with white upon his left front-leg, that goes up to his "elbow", although, there is still dots of black upon that leg. There is white covering both of his eyes, with white on his chest. There's even white trailing down his tail in a straight line.
His eyes is the best feature about him, really. They are spectacular, being bright yellow. It is amazing, cause his pupils actually looks like slits, going all the way through the optics, instead of half-way, staying in the middle.
His tongue is pink, with a few black dots, which is the color of his pads and nose as well.
Ever since he was little, he wanted to be alpha. He didn't know why, and he didn't care. It just seemed rather fun, and, well, interesting.Family:
He is one of those toms that loves knowledge, that wants to learn about everything. He doesn't know why, either.
Just like his name, Boulder, he is very hard-headed. He doesn't think straight when it comes to fighting, for if he loses, he gets right back up and tries to do it once more. I guess, he is more stubborn than hard-headed.
He loves to walk as well, for it just seems rather fun to him. He could stare at the wonderful nature, and he just doesn't care if it's burning hot, or freezing cold. He doesn't care.
He likes to stare out at the skies as well, for they, well, put interesting in his mind. I mean, he wonders why those big fluffy puffballs stay in the air, and float around. He wants to be on one, but he knows that isn't possible.
He doesn't have much family here, all he really has is a mother and father. Ones that didn't like him very much for he always ran out.
His mother was a pure black cat, named Stripe that cries in rain. As you can see, she isn't a very happy she-cat at all.
His father, on the other hand, was a white cat, with a few black spots here and there on his pelt. His name was Claw of Swimming Fish. He was an okay father, he was pretty happy, and he thought water was rather interesting.