Post by NapkinGhost on Mar 17, 2010 11:24:01 GMT -5
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Name : Trickster
Gender : Tom-cat
Age : 37 moons
Clan : None-Loner
Rank : Warrior
Description : He is a short-haired ginger-colored tabby with a small, slim build. He has small, almond shaped yellow-brown eyes. He has a small, triangular-shaped head with big, wide-spaced ears. His fur is a light orange with darker orange streaks. He has a stream of creamy colored fur going down from his chin, over his tummy, to the base of his tail. His whiskers and tail are especially long. His light build and small size often makes cats who are not familiar with him mistake him for a younger cat, around the age of an apprentice. In spite of his small size, he still has a handsome, and impressive look to him. This is mostly because he tends to puff his chest, putting his head back and giving himself a bigger look. He has several small scars from where he cut himself on sharp pieces of ice while floating down a river.
Personality : -Stubborn, unpredictable, determined, caring, curious, cheerful, trustworthy to cats he likes, a hypocrite, passionate, secretive.--
He is rather a happy, joking sort of cat, always playing tricks, and trying to act cool. He is, overall, very friendly, even toward Clan-cats, and feels a great sense of interest towards them. When he gets angry, he never raises his voice or resorts to violence, but gets cold and aims to hurt more with harsh words rather then claws. He forgives easily, however, after he plays a trick on the cat as payback for making him angry. He may sometimes jump suddenly out of bushes, run straight into a cat and knock the wind out of them, or swipe at them with his claws out only to sheathe them a second before his paw meets his target.
He gets his affectionate and care-free side from being a former kittypet, during the time he was a kittypet, his owners pampered him very much, and he became overly-trusting and very cheerful, not having a care in the world. He tends to rub up against other cats in his overly-affectionate way, and laughs when they get creeped out. He finds the discomfort other cats show towards his harmless little actions--like rubbing up against them, entwining his tail with theirs, and nuzzling them-- rather amusing, and only stops if the cat he is bothering tells him to.
He likes to keep other cats guessing about what he'll do next and what he's thinking, and tries to be as mysterious as possible, not only because it appeals to his vanity, but it also leaves him a way out in case he should have to cut-ties with another cat. In many ways, he is a two-faced character, though he is affectionate to pretty much all cats, he only truly likes a few of them, and, when it comes to the ones he doesn't like, he has no qualms about betraying them. The only sign he gives to a cat he does truly like to show he has no loyalty to them, is that he will warn them that he is a "Dark Character Indeed."
History : He lived his days as a kitten quite happily with his mother and siblings as the treasured pet of a human family, playing with the children, chasing strings, and tackling squeaky toys. Being the one ginger-colored kitten out of all his black siblings, he was made the family favorite, and pampered and spoiled to his hearts content. It was not only his color that made his humans love him so much, it was his unpredictable spirit, which attracted them to him. When they thought he would jump, he rolled, when they thought he would hiss, he purred, he surprised them and got into so much trouble, he was eventually named Trickster.
But the family had to move, and decided to take Rosabella, his mother, along with them and sell off all the kittens. Much to his delight, they were all given to the same home, the house of a young girl and her grandpa. The girl was loving and very, very kind, but the grandpa was not as caring at all. He aimed kicks at them when he saw them, and shouted at them all the time. The four kittens did not know what to do whenever he came into the same room as them, and just cowered in a corner. After living in the same house as the grumpy old man for a moon, they decided they would do something as a ways of payback, and began to run their claws down the length of the mans couch. This angered him so much, he grabbed them, paying no attention to the girls pretests, shoved them into a sack, tied the top and marched out of the house with them. The four kittens were in a panic, not knowing what was to be done with them, but they all heard one word which told them more then enough about their fate. "River". After being in the sack for what seemed like several moons, they felt themselves being swung back and forth, gaining speed with each swing. After several swings, all four of them felt a flying sensation, and they knew they would be hitting the water at any moment. When they did hit the water, it took several seconds for the bag to fill up, but as the bag sank, Trickster noticed rope holding it shut had come loose, and he pushed his way out of the sack and was swept down the river. He was vaguely aware of his brother, Mort, escaping the sack along with him, but as he struggled in the current he lost track of his brother, and, in the cold, soon lost consciousness as well
He awoke in what appeared to be a den of some sort, with a strange cat leaning over him. The cat introduced itself as the SnowClan Medicine cat, and told him that he had been found floating in the river and had been rescued by a warrior who was out fishing at the time. He walked outside of the den to find an area filled with cats, nearly all of which turned and hissed at him. Overwhelmed, he ran away as fast as his paws could take him, and never returned. Since then, he has learned more about the clans, and had become extremely interested in them, but he still chooses to live the life of a loner.
Relationships : Mort, his bother and a close friend. Small brown tabby with bright blue eyes.
Role-Play : Did this before
Motto/Themesong : "Never lose hope."
Name : Trickster
Gender : Tom-cat
Age : 37 moons
Clan : None-Loner
Rank : Warrior
Description : He is a short-haired ginger-colored tabby with a small, slim build. He has small, almond shaped yellow-brown eyes. He has a small, triangular-shaped head with big, wide-spaced ears. His fur is a light orange with darker orange streaks. He has a stream of creamy colored fur going down from his chin, over his tummy, to the base of his tail. His whiskers and tail are especially long. His light build and small size often makes cats who are not familiar with him mistake him for a younger cat, around the age of an apprentice. In spite of his small size, he still has a handsome, and impressive look to him. This is mostly because he tends to puff his chest, putting his head back and giving himself a bigger look. He has several small scars from where he cut himself on sharp pieces of ice while floating down a river.
Personality : -Stubborn, unpredictable, determined, caring, curious, cheerful, trustworthy to cats he likes, a hypocrite, passionate, secretive.--
He is rather a happy, joking sort of cat, always playing tricks, and trying to act cool. He is, overall, very friendly, even toward Clan-cats, and feels a great sense of interest towards them. When he gets angry, he never raises his voice or resorts to violence, but gets cold and aims to hurt more with harsh words rather then claws. He forgives easily, however, after he plays a trick on the cat as payback for making him angry. He may sometimes jump suddenly out of bushes, run straight into a cat and knock the wind out of them, or swipe at them with his claws out only to sheathe them a second before his paw meets his target.
He gets his affectionate and care-free side from being a former kittypet, during the time he was a kittypet, his owners pampered him very much, and he became overly-trusting and very cheerful, not having a care in the world. He tends to rub up against other cats in his overly-affectionate way, and laughs when they get creeped out. He finds the discomfort other cats show towards his harmless little actions--like rubbing up against them, entwining his tail with theirs, and nuzzling them-- rather amusing, and only stops if the cat he is bothering tells him to.
He likes to keep other cats guessing about what he'll do next and what he's thinking, and tries to be as mysterious as possible, not only because it appeals to his vanity, but it also leaves him a way out in case he should have to cut-ties with another cat. In many ways, he is a two-faced character, though he is affectionate to pretty much all cats, he only truly likes a few of them, and, when it comes to the ones he doesn't like, he has no qualms about betraying them. The only sign he gives to a cat he does truly like to show he has no loyalty to them, is that he will warn them that he is a "Dark Character Indeed."
History : He lived his days as a kitten quite happily with his mother and siblings as the treasured pet of a human family, playing with the children, chasing strings, and tackling squeaky toys. Being the one ginger-colored kitten out of all his black siblings, he was made the family favorite, and pampered and spoiled to his hearts content. It was not only his color that made his humans love him so much, it was his unpredictable spirit, which attracted them to him. When they thought he would jump, he rolled, when they thought he would hiss, he purred, he surprised them and got into so much trouble, he was eventually named Trickster.
But the family had to move, and decided to take Rosabella, his mother, along with them and sell off all the kittens. Much to his delight, they were all given to the same home, the house of a young girl and her grandpa. The girl was loving and very, very kind, but the grandpa was not as caring at all. He aimed kicks at them when he saw them, and shouted at them all the time. The four kittens did not know what to do whenever he came into the same room as them, and just cowered in a corner. After living in the same house as the grumpy old man for a moon, they decided they would do something as a ways of payback, and began to run their claws down the length of the mans couch. This angered him so much, he grabbed them, paying no attention to the girls pretests, shoved them into a sack, tied the top and marched out of the house with them. The four kittens were in a panic, not knowing what was to be done with them, but they all heard one word which told them more then enough about their fate. "River". After being in the sack for what seemed like several moons, they felt themselves being swung back and forth, gaining speed with each swing. After several swings, all four of them felt a flying sensation, and they knew they would be hitting the water at any moment. When they did hit the water, it took several seconds for the bag to fill up, but as the bag sank, Trickster noticed rope holding it shut had come loose, and he pushed his way out of the sack and was swept down the river. He was vaguely aware of his brother, Mort, escaping the sack along with him, but as he struggled in the current he lost track of his brother, and, in the cold, soon lost consciousness as well
He awoke in what appeared to be a den of some sort, with a strange cat leaning over him. The cat introduced itself as the SnowClan Medicine cat, and told him that he had been found floating in the river and had been rescued by a warrior who was out fishing at the time. He walked outside of the den to find an area filled with cats, nearly all of which turned and hissed at him. Overwhelmed, he ran away as fast as his paws could take him, and never returned. Since then, he has learned more about the clans, and had become extremely interested in them, but he still chooses to live the life of a loner.
Relationships : Mort, his bother and a close friend. Small brown tabby with bright blue eyes.
Role-Play : Did this before
Motto/Themesong : "Never lose hope."
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