[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 420px;]A young tiger found its way to the border of BoneClan only to stop with a surprised gleam in its grey eyes as it breathed in the scent of its inhabitants. "Why are they all still here? It feels almost like years since I've last seen them," muttered the white tiger, his mane and lack of stripes giving him more resemblance to a lion. Nonetheless anyone who knew him couldn't mistake him for anyone else despite the fact that he had grown larger and that his fur and pale stripes were darkening. "Morrigan, Maccready... Well sh*t I sure do know a ton of people here — kind of anyways," spoke the BoneClanner to himself. "I wonder if the ranks have changed yet, and I could of sworn these guys were going to be moving to Russia or something crazy like that," the beginning said as he began to walk across the boundary towards his home. 'I hope somebody I once knew finds me first, it would lessen the awkwardness of having some new guy harass me,' the ex-bandit thought as he trekked through the beaten paths in the willow forest.
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[size=12px]general:
robespierre silvan grimes | rob | male
bisexual homoromantic | single | crush on kalei
warrior | ex-bandit (hp) | boneclan | tauriel silvan x rick grimes
physical:
• maned bengal tiger | no ref atm
• grey eyes | completely white | medium-length mane
• wears utility belt | short decorative silver knife | police-grade knife | intricate shadowy black magic elven sword
• wears hagstone necklace w/eye carved on right front paw
• slender build
injuries:
• scar down right shoulder
• scars down stomach/chest
• scars down inside front legs
confrontation:
• medium physically | medium mentally
• attack in white
• doesn't speak much at first
• likes to talk about history
• enjoys tree-climbing
• separate attitudes throughout the day
other:
• bipolar disorder
• mentally unstable | disappears often
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