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Post by ღFoxspiritღ on Mar 19, 2007 17:02:30 GMT -5
Name: Birchfang
Age: 60 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: Moonclan
Rank: Elder
Pelt: Birchfang has a mangled brown pelt that has a reputation of becomming clumped and greasy. He hates it and is often the victim of a naughty apprentice.
Eyes: A muddy brown, sharp, and biting.
Other Appearance: He has numerous scratches and scars on on his body from past wars and struggles through life.
Personality: Who once use to be a serious, tame, and fierce warrior, has become a crippled, snappy and disagreeable elder. He often complains that the sun isn't warm enough to ease the arthitis in his hips, or that the sky is too dark and gloomy and is giving him the creaks in his bones.
History: Birchfang grew up as a friendless, yet hard working tom. He hardly smiled, and he never joked as he alwasy took things seriously. He grew up to be an obedient apprentice/warrior, and fought well with his fiercness. There was only one time he ever loved, but his one love, loved another. He was heart broken and has been snappy ever since he retired to the elder's den.
Other: He has no friends or mates. He dislikes everyone and has a complaint about every thing and every body.
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