Post by Inuit on Oct 10, 2005 6:55:16 GMT -5
Name: Pudge
Gender: Female
Age: 29 moons
Rank: Squirrel--Jelk's mother
Picture: www.iwight.com/placestogo/images/red_squirrel.jpg
Description: There's a little more brown in her fur than Jelks, but it's still red. She's very fast, and has a scar on her back from a cat. Can understand a bit of cat; has an odd dilect
Personality: Sharp and stern, always worrying, though she's still kind. She usually keeps an eye on Jelk more than anything.
RP sample: Pudge sighed as she saw Jelk scampering towards her, and an elderly squirrel following. Shooing her son into the tree home, she put on a kind smile and asked, "Wot might be the matter, sire?"
The angry squirrel shoved his face into hers and bellowed, "That devil of yours has eaten my last pumpkins seeds!!! But that's not all, he's ruined three perfectly good dinners, made a fool of me, stolen my sister's dockleaf fan..." Pudge stopped listening as the squirrel kept at the list.
She hollered for Jelk to get over here. "Jelk," she firmly said as he came up, " I wants yer to 'poligize to this 'ere squirrel for doin' naughty this right now!" Pudge watched as he pulled back his ears and apoligized. "He'll be at it tomorrow..." She murmered
Gender: Female
Age: 29 moons
Rank: Squirrel--Jelk's mother
Picture: www.iwight.com/placestogo/images/red_squirrel.jpg
Description: There's a little more brown in her fur than Jelks, but it's still red. She's very fast, and has a scar on her back from a cat. Can understand a bit of cat; has an odd dilect
Personality: Sharp and stern, always worrying, though she's still kind. She usually keeps an eye on Jelk more than anything.
RP sample: Pudge sighed as she saw Jelk scampering towards her, and an elderly squirrel following. Shooing her son into the tree home, she put on a kind smile and asked, "Wot might be the matter, sire?"
The angry squirrel shoved his face into hers and bellowed, "That devil of yours has eaten my last pumpkins seeds!!! But that's not all, he's ruined three perfectly good dinners, made a fool of me, stolen my sister's dockleaf fan..." Pudge stopped listening as the squirrel kept at the list.
She hollered for Jelk to get over here. "Jelk," she firmly said as he came up, " I wants yer to 'poligize to this 'ere squirrel for doin' naughty this right now!" Pudge watched as he pulled back his ears and apoligized. "He'll be at it tomorrow..." She murmered
