*Heat Of Battle*A Warrior Cat Role Play

Name: Flying Dorito Burrito
Clan: Loner
Gender: Male
Age (in moons): 18
Rank: Loner
Personality: A complete dunce. Thinks trees should grow burritos instead of fruit. Will hold conversations with animals of different language dialects and believe he is holding a conversation. His favorite pastime is searching for hours on end through Twoleg garbage in the hopes of finding a discarded burrito. Thinks Clan hierarchy is some sort of game and that's why he exclusively lives on the outskirts of the territories. To him, birds are flying burritos; Fish are swimming burritos; Rocks are still burritos; The clouds are puffy burritos.
History: He was born and raised in a burrito factory as its mascot. They kicked him out into the cruel wilderness after he ate all the burritos. He thought he was going on a vacation. Somehow ended up in the midst of Clan territory and is now seriously deprived of burritos.
Description of bodily attributes: Bright red thick-pelted tom with one blue eye and one green eye. Has three ears (one ear has a second layer of skin that looks like a second ear) and his tail is completely shaved and tattooed to look like a burrito. Has a burrito freeze-brand on his shoulder.
Breed of cat or species if cat: Cat
Mate/crush: His first and only love is burritos.
Parents: They were drowned in a flood of burritos.
Siblings: He traded them for two burritos when he was scrounging on the streets for food.
Kits: Burritos
Other: Burritos
Username: Burritos

ROFL
 
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(Unaccepted, Sarah :lau :gig)
Ravenstar rolled her eyes,"Im waiting my time with this!"she growled,"Go, And don't expect me to let you off lightly, though I will make you warriors in three Sunrises,"She meowed,"Aswell as Dovpaw and Patchpaw"
 
"Shut your muzzle, Sweetpaw, I am working here,"Nettlewater growled, placing a poppy seed in rant of Crowflight,"Eat this,"she ordered.
"Because giving him a poppy seed takes sooo much concentration." Sweetpaw meowed sarcastically, her eyes in slits.
Quote:
"Shut up and do it!Maybe she will make us warriors,"Birchpaw snapped.

~

Ravenstar growled,"I am leader, You cannot tell me what I should do and not do,"She hissed.
"Don't tell her to shut up!" Willowpaw hissed, "Ravenstar could have watched us train!" she didn't care about the way she was speaking in front of her leader, because Ravenstar was acting just as unfairly.

Name: Flying Dorito Burrito
Clan: Loner
Gender: Male
Age (in moons): 18
Rank: Loner
Personality: A complete dunce. Thinks trees should grow burritos instead of fruit. Will hold conversations with animals of different language dialects and believe he is holding a conversation. His favorite pastime is searching for hours on end through Twoleg garbage in the hopes of finding a discarded burrito. Thinks Clan hierarchy is some sort of game and that's why he exclusively lives on the outskirts of the territories. To him, birds are flying burritos; Fish are swimming burritos; Rocks are still burritos; The clouds are puffy burritos.
History: He was born and raised in a burrito factory as its mascot. They kicked him out into the cruel wilderness after he ate all the burritos. He thought he was going on a vacation. Somehow ended up in the midst of Clan territory and is now seriously deprived of burritos.
Description of bodily attributes: Bright red thick-pelted tom with one blue eye and one green eye. Has three ears (one ear has a second layer of skin that looks like a second ear) and his tail is completely shaved and tattooed to look like a burrito. Has a burrito freeze-brand on his shoulder.
Breed of cat or species if cat: Cat
Mate/crush: His first and only love is burritos.
Parents: They were drowned in a flood of burritos.
Siblings: He traded them for two burritos when he was scrounging on the streets for food.
Kits: Burritos
Other: Burritos
Username: Burritos
(This is cracking me up, XD! How did you come up with that?!)
 

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