Post by Waterspray on Dec 4, 2008 13:38:37 GMT -5
they.call.me Timidwhisker
i.am.a Male
i.have.lived.through 24 moons
my.loyalty.lies.as Warrior of Frondclan
on.the.outside Timid is small, but rather gangly. His fur is a nondescript mousy brown and his eyes are light green. His ears are too big for his head, and one is half missing, as though some enemy or force of nature decided to even things out. His whiskers are constantly twitching, like a rabbit's.
on.the.inside Timid is horribly shy, and has been even before the great fires. He paces often and jumps at the slightest sound. He likes to collect little pebbles that are smooth or shiny, keeping them in a little circle around his nest.
here's.what's.happened.to.me When the great fires began, Timid was out fishing and looking for pebbles. While he was making his way back, he was trapped by the fire. He managed to squeeze down a rabbit hole, but not before a lighted branch had caught his ear, burning most of it off. When the fire ended, he returned to camp to find his mother and one of his littermates dead and his father badly burned. He carries a secret guilt that he escaped lightly and they did not and thinks that he could have protected them if he had been at camp.
i.am.a Male
i.have.lived.through 24 moons
my.loyalty.lies.as Warrior of Frondclan
on.the.outside Timid is small, but rather gangly. His fur is a nondescript mousy brown and his eyes are light green. His ears are too big for his head, and one is half missing, as though some enemy or force of nature decided to even things out. His whiskers are constantly twitching, like a rabbit's.
on.the.inside Timid is horribly shy, and has been even before the great fires. He paces often and jumps at the slightest sound. He likes to collect little pebbles that are smooth or shiny, keeping them in a little circle around his nest.
here's.what's.happened.to.me When the great fires began, Timid was out fishing and looking for pebbles. While he was making his way back, he was trapped by the fire. He managed to squeeze down a rabbit hole, but not before a lighted branch had caught his ear, burning most of it off. When the fire ended, he returned to camp to find his mother and one of his littermates dead and his father badly burned. He carries a secret guilt that he escaped lightly and they did not and thinks that he could have protected them if he had been at camp.
