Post by Bullfrog on Jun 22, 2010 20:40:30 GMT -5
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Your Name/Nickname: Chass
Any other characters? Not that are on this site
Chatango Username: Nightkit55/Night55Tiger15Nut/Tigerstar15
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Characters Name: Bullfrog
Clan/Group: Kittypet
Gender: Male
Age 12 Moons (1 year)
Family/Mate: --none--
Appearance: solid brown tabby with very dark splotches on body.
Personality: Likes to be by himself. Normally quiet around unfamiliar cats, but won't shut up when around cats that he knows. Loves to annoy his twolegs and likes to explore new territories. He doesn't eat cat food due to stomach issues from it and normally catches mice that hang around in his twolegs territory. Is a very odd cat due to love listening to music that his twolegs play all the time. Can understand some twoleg tongue but cannot speak back unless meowing back to his owners. His owners is an elderly couple who also have another pet, an old dog that sleep all the time.
Past: Was born to a brown she-cat and black tom that were owned by the elderly couple and soon ran away together leaving their only kit to live with the couple. The couple has raised him for approximatley 12 moons now. His twolegs like to refer as their dog Bullfrogs 'brother' but both Bullfrog and Red, the old hound dog call it bull. Bullfrog is said to be kin of a cat of whom was a leader of clan of some sort in the woods but none of it is proven true. His mother was named Sally and father was named Mouse not long after Bullfrog was born after he was weaned the couple are said to have ran off.
Sample: Bullfrog sat perched on the white windowsill watching a squirrel nibble on a nut beside the great oak that sat in the twoleg's territory. Bullfrog gazed at the squirrel and then at the big brown door that led out of the twoleg nest and into their territory. He dug his claw into the wooden window sill making the white paint peel off showing the brownish wood underneath the heavy coat of paint. Bullfrog pricked his ears. He heard his twoleg walk down the creaky hallway sounding as if he was going out of his way to step on the creaky boards. Bullfrog looked up at the wrinkly old man and then back at the door as a sign to the man to let him out. "Bullfrog! Do you want outside?" The old man said. Bullfrog not really understanding what he said meowed. He watched as the man walked to the door and opened it. Bullfrog jumped off the sill and ran out the door seeing if the squirrel was still beside the tree.
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