» Name: Buzzard
» Sex: Tom
» Age: 26 moons
» Appearance: Buzzard is a bramble colored tabby tom with amber eyes. His fur is long and well groomed almost to extreme.
» Personality: Despite being cold and bitter to intruders, Buzzard has a soft side he only shows to cats he trusts. His past is mostly unknown to all but a few and he has a terrible habit of trespassing.
» Clan and Rank: Loner
» History: Buzzard was born in a two-leg place to a she-cat named Tree. He spent his first year with her until one day he came back from a hunting trip in the woods to find several cats surrounding her and her new litter of kits. The leader of the cats stepped forward and in one slash ended Charcoal and her kits. In rage, Buzzard let out a wild cry of anguish and charged at them; mortally wounding them all. After that day, he became cold and distant. Every kit he sees reminds him painfully of his mother and half siblings and he is driven to protect them
» Other: Purple Giraffes are sure nice
» Roleplay Sample:
Silently, Buzzard strode through the dusky forest, his brown tabby pelt blending in with the shadows cast by the tree's branches. Scents of night prey filled his nose and made his claws tingle with anticipation. Tonight would be a good night for hunting. He clawed his way up the trunk of a tree as he spotted a sleeping crow on one of the branches. Rocking his haunches back and forth, he leaped forward onto the slumbering bird and delivered the fatal bite. He licked his lips and started devouring his catch in ravenous gulps before licking his face and dragging the remains down the tree and into his den on the other side of the forest.