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  • Dragon

    Character Name:Shadow


    Gender: Male


    Alliance: (What Clan/ Tribe? Or a loner or kittypet?): if dragons have clans/tribes/organizations then its a rogue.


    Rank(CANNOT be leader, deputy or medicine cat/med apprentice unless you are making up their clan/tribe): Warrior if dragons have ranks


    Appearance(Must look realistic--NO RED EYES!): A Three Headed dragon. Its necks are slim and black. Red narrow little eyes. Huge black as sharp as daggers eagle like talons and teeth as sharp as knifes. Slim Body and tail. Tail has a large venomus spike on it. Underbelly is dark grey. Has really really sharp twisted horns. Wings match body and head(s) and stick out a bit.


    Personality: Breaths shadow flames, fabulous at flying, evil, loyal, loves to eat meat, all three heads will pull at the meat if given some. Amazingly strong. Has a large treasure stash, destructive, Can understand any language, short tempered, brave, very intellegent, has a loud roar.


    History(Not needed; --CAUTION! To have joined Thunder, Shadow, River or Windclan from outside the clan they need to have done so at under 6 moons old! Note this on the bio if you choose to put in a history and go this route with it!):


    Notes/Other:

  • Falicities Home

    OK!" Falicity yelled, charging into the street. "Im coming! Just hold On!" What ever is the matter... She thought. She rushed onto the road, as a monster zoomed ahead. She leapt back panting, thankful she didnt get squished. She ran across again,, but couldnt see Zoe anywhere.

    ooc: make sure to post what is wrong. :)

  • Falicities Home

    Oh No.... Falicity thought. She had heard of pounds. Jails for pets where they went and got sent to owners, turning grown warriors in kitty pets... If you went in there, you would never come out... And sometimes.. They were taken to a room in the back, were they were injected with death and killed for no reason...

    ooc: Ill meet you in the pound thread ok? know where that is? if you do ill make a thread called rescuing Zoe, private.

  • Falicities Home

    ooc: Uh they dont inject pets with needles if they are taking them to houses. ??? Also if you mean my character the way its written thats powerplay. -.-

    ic: Falicity leapt across the road. she leapt on the men. and started to claw them. She wasnt a warrior but she knew a thing or two about fighting two legs. They are wimps when it comes to pain. Just one deep scratch and they go running off.

  • Falicities Home

    ooc: ok. remember to post what she does then! :)

    ic:Falicity looked after her. She felt hopless... There was no way she could go after them.. The journey was too long.. She was just a talented kitty pet, she didnt have starclans side, or good stamina.. Also her owner would be back soon and she would worry about her.. But deep down, she knew she had no choice.. Reluctantly she began the long journey to rescue Zoe.

  • Falicities Home

    Falicity was still walking, following Zoes scent. She was getting more and more desperate every single day, and just when she thought she would give up all hope, she found it. She slipped in through a window.
    "Zoe! Over here! What are they doing to you? whatever you do.. STAY AWAY FROM THE SLOP! I REPEAT! AWAAAY FROM THE SLOPPP!!!"