[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]A prank. Apollo's weekly task had been to pull a prank. Although that was more Hermes' department than his own, he had picked up a thing or two during his time spent around the god of tricks and thievery. Normally a task as such wouldn't be too difficult - normally meaning back when he was a god. He could've simply clapped his paws and turned someone into a red-bellied salamander, or a ladybug. Or he could've dropped them down a giant hole only to have them end up landing next to where they had begun.
But as a mortal, there was only so much he could do. The hardest part of said prank was getting up the side of the tree with the bucket. Mittens, apparently, wasn't the best climber to begin with - and to have water sloshing onto him from the bucket clamped between his jaws while he tried to climb was incredibly annoying. But he had made it, and now he lay in wait, hidden upon the lowest branch. He grinned; whoever passed below him next would end up with a gallon or so of icy water coming down upon their heads.
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[justify]GENERAL -
Apollo | Male | 8 months |SunClan | Apprentice | Single | Bisexual
PERSONALITY -
Dramatic | Self-absorbed | Sensitive | Moody | Quick-witted | Pessimistic | Reckless | Eccentric | Creative
APPEARANCE -
Domestic feline | Curly tawny & white fur | Caramel eyes
INTERACTION -
Physically easy | Mentally easy | No kill/major injure | PM about capture | PM for plots | Attack in underline and/or bold
LINKS -
Heart chart | Plotting | Bio