Post by silverpaw on Jan 31, 2010 22:09:49 GMT -5
Name-Talon
Gender-Male
Age-1 year
Size-Medium
Breed-Golden Retriever
Picture-http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd314/sstille1/golden.jpg
Looks-He is small. He is a darker furred golden retriever. He has small feet. He has a medium long tail. He is often covered in dirt.
Personality-He is very nice. He is an optimist, always finding the bright side of things. He loves to roll around in the dirt. He has many friends. He isn't rude to anyone, except enemies.
History-Born in the clan. Grown in the clan. Born with 3 sisters that all died. His sisters all died from the harsh winter. He was thought to be dead, but he was just sleeping alot.
Rp-ing sample-Talon was looking through the brush looking for herbs, and he suddenly. He felt a tug at his foot. He turned around fast, and yelled. "I don't know who or what you are, but get away! I am no harm to you!" He felt the tugging stop, and realized that it was a thorn. He continued looking for herbs. He found many, and rushed back to the camp entrance. He exclaimed. "I forgot the seeds!" He ran back to the brush, and looked. He saw no seeds. He looked and finally found them after looking everywhere but inside the brush. He questioned. "I left them here, so why were they in there? He shoke his head and ran back to camp. -END-
Gender-Male
Age-1 year
Size-Medium
Breed-Golden Retriever
Picture-http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd314/sstille1/golden.jpg
Looks-He is small. He is a darker furred golden retriever. He has small feet. He has a medium long tail. He is often covered in dirt.
Personality-He is very nice. He is an optimist, always finding the bright side of things. He loves to roll around in the dirt. He has many friends. He isn't rude to anyone, except enemies.
History-Born in the clan. Grown in the clan. Born with 3 sisters that all died. His sisters all died from the harsh winter. He was thought to be dead, but he was just sleeping alot.
Rp-ing sample-Talon was looking through the brush looking for herbs, and he suddenly. He felt a tug at his foot. He turned around fast, and yelled. "I don't know who or what you are, but get away! I am no harm to you!" He felt the tugging stop, and realized that it was a thorn. He continued looking for herbs. He found many, and rushed back to the camp entrance. He exclaimed. "I forgot the seeds!" He ran back to the brush, and looked. He saw no seeds. He looked and finally found them after looking everywhere but inside the brush. He questioned. "I left them here, so why were they in there? He shoke his head and ran back to camp. -END-
