Post by sandi on Feb 1, 2008 17:28:30 GMT -5
[glow=blue,2,300]Name:[/glow] Lyze
[glow=blue,2,300]Age:[/glow] 16 moons
[glow=blue,2,300]Gender:[/glow] male
[glow=blue,2,300]Clan:[/glow] none
[glow=blue,2,300]Desired Position:[/glow] kittypet
[glow=blue,2,300]Personality:[/glow] He's a 'neutral' attitude cat, but loves to climb trees and get into mischief a lot. A lot of times, he is like an overgrown kit playing with anything that crosses their path
[glow=blue,2,300]Physical Description:[/glow]
Lyze is an absolutely huge Tom. Though it is mostly his fur, rather than muscle. He considers himself a 'handsome cat with an ugly family', family being his Housefolk of course. He's striped with dark tan over a pelt of creamy yellow. And he has large yellow eyes.
[glow=blue,2,300]Picture:[/glow]
[glow=blue,2,300]History:[/glow]
As a kit he was always outside, and he played with a loner kit about his age named Coryn who came by every day. He at one point felt he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, but Coryn had dissapeared one day, and never came back. He suspected that she was most likely killed, or frightened away. Though he was long past that, nd has grown into a successful tom, though his twolegs never bothered taking him to the vet to be fixed, or have his claws removed, since they thought it would give him an unnatural life.
[glow=blue,2,300]IC:[/glow]
Lyze sat quietly in a low branch of an oak at the far side of his garden. He watched the squirrels scurry by with their load of acorns and berries, and many types of birds feeding from Lyze's family's bird feeder, and some birds were gathering materials, that would be used in the birdhouse offered to them. No, Lyze never hunted these creatures. He made peace with them, as long as they left him alone.
Lyze, growing steadily bored, launched himself from the tree branch to the ground, causing some birds to scatter, and a squirrel dropped its stock, and took cover in the bushes bordering the garden.
"New squirrel in town." Lyze mumbled, as most of the squirrels who returned over an over seemed to have trust in him not to try and hunt them. And of course he didn't. "He will learn..."
Lyze smiled, then padded back to his nest, and slipped through the cat flap, and inside for a quick snack, then sleep.
[glow=blue,2,300]Code:[/glow]
[glow=blue,2,300]Other:[/glow]
Species is Maine Coon
Also, coon I get a kittypet nest for him?
[glow=blue,2,300]Age:[/glow] 16 moons
[glow=blue,2,300]Gender:[/glow] male
[glow=blue,2,300]Clan:[/glow] none
[glow=blue,2,300]Desired Position:[/glow] kittypet
[glow=blue,2,300]Personality:[/glow] He's a 'neutral' attitude cat, but loves to climb trees and get into mischief a lot. A lot of times, he is like an overgrown kit playing with anything that crosses their path
[glow=blue,2,300]Physical Description:[/glow]
Lyze is an absolutely huge Tom. Though it is mostly his fur, rather than muscle. He considers himself a 'handsome cat with an ugly family', family being his Housefolk of course. He's striped with dark tan over a pelt of creamy yellow. And he has large yellow eyes.
[glow=blue,2,300]Picture:[/glow]
[glow=blue,2,300]History:[/glow]
As a kit he was always outside, and he played with a loner kit about his age named Coryn who came by every day. He at one point felt he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, but Coryn had dissapeared one day, and never came back. He suspected that she was most likely killed, or frightened away. Though he was long past that, nd has grown into a successful tom, though his twolegs never bothered taking him to the vet to be fixed, or have his claws removed, since they thought it would give him an unnatural life.
[glow=blue,2,300]IC:[/glow]
Lyze sat quietly in a low branch of an oak at the far side of his garden. He watched the squirrels scurry by with their load of acorns and berries, and many types of birds feeding from Lyze's family's bird feeder, and some birds were gathering materials, that would be used in the birdhouse offered to them. No, Lyze never hunted these creatures. He made peace with them, as long as they left him alone.
Lyze, growing steadily bored, launched himself from the tree branch to the ground, causing some birds to scatter, and a squirrel dropped its stock, and took cover in the bushes bordering the garden.
"New squirrel in town." Lyze mumbled, as most of the squirrels who returned over an over seemed to have trust in him not to try and hunt them. And of course he didn't. "He will learn..."
Lyze smiled, then padded back to his nest, and slipped through the cat flap, and inside for a quick snack, then sleep.
[glow=blue,2,300]Code:[/glow]
[glow=blue,2,300]Other:[/glow]
Species is Maine Coon
Also, coon I get a kittypet nest for him?
