Wind please. (I'll try to do this after school)

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Oop it posted twice

Ack, just realized you forgot something >.< I can let it slide this once

Name:Mistral (based on cold winds)
Tribe name: Grey
Gender: Male
Element: Wind
Mate: none yet
Description: He's a bloched soot and black tabby tom with Alpine Violet eyes. Both blind. He's large and fluffy with white eye-brow-dots. His wings are based off of a Northern Hawk-owl's.
Personality: Mistral is the one who secludes himself. He's quite kind when you get to know him (he does need eyes because of his falling wounds, jarring his vision.). You can find him cowering in a ball sometimes, even if he tries to keep his cool. He aswell has a massive fight or flight response.
Backstory: Mistral was trained to be a spy, not a fighter. He left his mother to wight for his tribe, and now he maight never come back.
Other: Mistral doesn't like kits. Blazing Ice. Might be gay.
Roleplay: Mistral sat on the ledge of a building. Watching a battle rage below he began to move to the next. This was his assinement but he only wishes he could go home. "I miss my tribe.", He said cooly. He heard snap behind him and he turned hissing. "Come into the light.", He yowled.
"As you wish....", A male's voice answered back. Soon a force hit him. The last he saw was a frosty grey male with striking blue eyes.

Good so far. You missed something, though, read the rules again pwease...

Done, fixed it.

Kewel

May I reserve Frost? I think I can get it done tonight.

Yerp