Braveheart's Last Chance

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    [size=4]Braveheart of No Clan
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    [br]Pelt: brown tabby
    Eyes: bronze


    [br]I am a medium-length coated tom with determination in my eyes and a white locket of fur on my chest. I am a bit naive, but you will never find a more loyal friend than me.
    [br]I have a crush on this other cat but they just do not love me back.

    Why did you think I was sad


    [br][size=5]Puma[/size]
    [size=4] of No Clan
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    [br]Pelt: brown tabby
    Eyes: Blue


    [br]I am a glossy furred she-cat with lively eyes and a large build. I am always worrying about anything and everything, but no matter what, my heart is in the right place.
    [br]I come from a long line of loners who have always lived wild and by our wits and strength.

    OOC: Nice cat :)


    IC: Braveheart padded across the plains, his soft golden gaze traveling from every landmark to another. Scents filled his nose as he searched for prey.

    Puma paded along side a stream, her belly filled with the fish she ate.

    Braveheart stopped beside a stream and opened his mouth, the air tangy on his tongue.

    Puma lied down on a flat rock and tried to fall asleep and soak up as much sun as she could.