Talon- ANOTHER loner.
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Talon- ANOTHER loner.
((I think this one is better then the last one.))
Name: Talon
Clan: Loner
Rank: Loner
Age: 2 winters, about 24 moons.
Gender: Tom
Description: Thick-Furred Grey mackerel tabby. Has Piercing frosty blue eyes that tend to darken when he gets mad or in a fight. He also has somewhat longer front claws, but normal sized rear claws. Large scars along his shoulder, sustained from a hawk attack when he was young. Also has a nick in the left ear. Underbelly is also a thick grey, and he is muscular. Although normal sized, he has more speed then strength, and uses this to his advantage.
Personality: Headstrong, loyal and fearless pretty much sums it up. Would quickly fight a badger for his family, friends, and loved ones. Always stands up for the innocent that stand accused. Talon also is intelligent, and uses brain over brawn most of the time. Also can repeat most things he sees and hears.
History: Born into a family of loners, Talon was not aggressive, just stubborn. This ended up saving his mother's life, when he raced back into a fire to pull her out. Sadly, she died a moon later, and Talon was distraught. His father left him after that, and he was on his own at seven moons. He soon fond a twolegplace, and joined a band of rogues. Learned some skills from them, them improved them all. The skills he improved upon may seem unorthodox, but they work just fine. Eventually left, and found a scrappy patch of forest. Usually sticks around there now.
Rp Example: Pain. Deception. Heartbreak. Talon had heard them all, and honestly, he didn't really care. He had been taught long ago that the job came first, the feelings came last. Focusing intently, he picked out three small mice, all within pouncing distance. Crouching down, Talon picked the biggest of the three, and was about to pounce when a branch cracked behind him. Instantly, He whipped around, and found himself face-to-face with one of the worse rogues from the twolegplace. "Omni." Talon growled, tensing for a fight. The rogue, a pretty she-cat, smiled. "Talon. What a surprise." She hissed, and lunged at Talon. He waited for the attack... The one that never came.
((If anybody is interested in a plot with this guy, just pm me.))
Name: Talon
Clan: Loner
Rank: Loner
Age: 2 winters, about 24 moons.
Gender: Tom
Description: Thick-Furred Grey mackerel tabby. Has Piercing frosty blue eyes that tend to darken when he gets mad or in a fight. He also has somewhat longer front claws, but normal sized rear claws. Large scars along his shoulder, sustained from a hawk attack when he was young. Also has a nick in the left ear. Underbelly is also a thick grey, and he is muscular. Although normal sized, he has more speed then strength, and uses this to his advantage.
Personality: Headstrong, loyal and fearless pretty much sums it up. Would quickly fight a badger for his family, friends, and loved ones. Always stands up for the innocent that stand accused. Talon also is intelligent, and uses brain over brawn most of the time. Also can repeat most things he sees and hears.
History: Born into a family of loners, Talon was not aggressive, just stubborn. This ended up saving his mother's life, when he raced back into a fire to pull her out. Sadly, she died a moon later, and Talon was distraught. His father left him after that, and he was on his own at seven moons. He soon fond a twolegplace, and joined a band of rogues. Learned some skills from them, them improved them all. The skills he improved upon may seem unorthodox, but they work just fine. Eventually left, and found a scrappy patch of forest. Usually sticks around there now.
Rp Example: Pain. Deception. Heartbreak. Talon had heard them all, and honestly, he didn't really care. He had been taught long ago that the job came first, the feelings came last. Focusing intently, he picked out three small mice, all within pouncing distance. Crouching down, Talon picked the biggest of the three, and was about to pounce when a branch cracked behind him. Instantly, He whipped around, and found himself face-to-face with one of the worse rogues from the twolegplace. "Omni." Talon growled, tensing for a fight. The rogue, a pretty she-cat, smiled. "Talon. What a surprise." She hissed, and lunged at Talon. He waited for the attack... The one that never came.
((If anybody is interested in a plot with this guy, just pm me.))
Re: Talon- ANOTHER loner.
I almost forgot: I'm going to use this guy instead of Hawk. Can somebody delete that one?
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