Post by Clide on Mar 10, 2006 9:22:10 GMT -5
Name: Clide Swiftleg
Gender: Doe
Age: Near our ''teenager'' age, when they aren't yet adult, but aren't yet children
Type of Animal: Deer
Picture:
Position: Er, I would like to be the deer female leader, but I see it's already taken, so I'll be a doe for now
Apperance: Clide is a lovely and attractive young female doe. Her coat is a mottled chestnut-hazelnut color, and her white-tail is a soft, snowy salt color. Her legs are longer than usual, but she is swift on them. Her ears are pricked, showing her intelligence and alertness. Clide also has a few spots where her white dots from her childhood ages were, but they are rapidly disappearing under the new, creamy brown fur.
Personality: Clide is more of a sweet, loving doe, rather than a fighting one. Her legs carry her across the forest as fast as the wind, and Clide herself is a superb fighter, though she doesn't know it. Her senses are extra cautious and sharp, giving her an advantage in the forest. THough she may also be brave, loving, and adventorous, there are disadvantages. It is easy for her to get tangled up in bushes, due to her long skinny legs, and she often becomes frightened by loud noises.
History: Clide lived in the forest for as long as she could remember. Her brother, Swifty, left for the plains, and Clide has never since seen him again. He is rumored to have been shot by long ''snakish-like'' things ((in other words, guns)). Her mother lives in the forest, but is constantly being hunted down as prey, for she is old and sickly. Her father is a proud, but still old, buck of the forest, and will protect his leader at any cost.
IC: Clide's ears perked as she caught a sound from behind. Jumping to her feet, and circled around warily, trying to figure out the owner of the sound. A ruffle of the bushes made her shy, but she didn't want to run away. THWACK! the force sent her madly sprawling across the forest floor. There was a deep gash where the creature had hit her. Funny thing was though, there was no creature. Suddenly, something brown and long protruded from the bushes nearest to her. She knew what it was. Leaping for her dear life, she scrambled away through the undergrowth, hearing strange voices behind her...((Just got frightened by a gun. my RPing, sucks, don't it?))
Other: 'Tis Moonpelt from Vi's!
Gender: Doe
Age: Near our ''teenager'' age, when they aren't yet adult, but aren't yet children
Type of Animal: Deer
Picture:
Position: Er, I would like to be the deer female leader, but I see it's already taken, so I'll be a doe for now
Apperance: Clide is a lovely and attractive young female doe. Her coat is a mottled chestnut-hazelnut color, and her white-tail is a soft, snowy salt color. Her legs are longer than usual, but she is swift on them. Her ears are pricked, showing her intelligence and alertness. Clide also has a few spots where her white dots from her childhood ages were, but they are rapidly disappearing under the new, creamy brown fur.
Personality: Clide is more of a sweet, loving doe, rather than a fighting one. Her legs carry her across the forest as fast as the wind, and Clide herself is a superb fighter, though she doesn't know it. Her senses are extra cautious and sharp, giving her an advantage in the forest. THough she may also be brave, loving, and adventorous, there are disadvantages. It is easy for her to get tangled up in bushes, due to her long skinny legs, and she often becomes frightened by loud noises.
History: Clide lived in the forest for as long as she could remember. Her brother, Swifty, left for the plains, and Clide has never since seen him again. He is rumored to have been shot by long ''snakish-like'' things ((in other words, guns)). Her mother lives in the forest, but is constantly being hunted down as prey, for she is old and sickly. Her father is a proud, but still old, buck of the forest, and will protect his leader at any cost.
IC: Clide's ears perked as she caught a sound from behind. Jumping to her feet, and circled around warily, trying to figure out the owner of the sound. A ruffle of the bushes made her shy, but she didn't want to run away. THWACK! the force sent her madly sprawling across the forest floor. There was a deep gash where the creature had hit her. Funny thing was though, there was no creature. Suddenly, something brown and long protruded from the bushes nearest to her. She knew what it was. Leaping for her dear life, she scrambled away through the undergrowth, hearing strange voices behind her...((Just got frightened by a gun. my RPing, sucks, don't it?))
Other: 'Tis Moonpelt from Vi's!
