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Post by [Ridge] of [Sapphire] light on Oct 31, 2008 23:01:46 GMT -5
(I know his name isn't right, but he's not technically in the clan yet. Snow and I have a plan for him, and that is what he will be in...soooo yeah...I just figured it would be easier to put his bio there instead of in loners than have it moved in just a few moons.)
Picture :
Mirror image
Name :
Cherubim
Gender :
Tom
Age :
9 moons
Clan :
Arctic
Rank :
apprentice
Description :
Copper colored eyes jump out from the silver fur. Sitting just below the orbs is the pure white mustache and beard. It sits just over his lips and gives him a look of strength. His face is a silver color and swirled over with black. Around his eyes there is white and then black. like a foot ball player. His ears are large and tulip shaped, and just in front of them there are two white stripes. He looks much like a bob-cat, except that he has a luscious long tail. His body is covered in short thick silver and black fur. His body goes from pure white and deep silver to dark black stripes. He has long curved claws, but short teeth. His claws are more his defense than his teeth. His muscles are well developed or would be if he was better taken care of. His long white whiskers keep him perfectly in touch with what is around him.
Personality :
He has a quiet fierceness about him. He is overtly loyal with his only friend being blind. he wants nothing more then to keep her safe and make her smile. He is solemn and calm about everything he does. Meticulous and very strategic. He never does anything without thinking it through twice. Were he Human he would be considered OCD. (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) Everything that he does must be perfect and he must have everything the same. He counts his paw steps and he must count them in fives, he has a thing about fives. He may or may not grow out of this disorder. He his an inquisitive nature but he must either know things or not. He is blatantly honest and this can sometimes cause a problem. He doesn't seem to be able to keep himself from speaking his mind, but he doesn't mean to hurt others, it just happens and he was always willing to apoligize.
History :
In his memory: His first memories are of cold, darkness, pain, and fear. He remembers nothing except those things. He has always been alone. He doesn't remember any warmth, or kindness from his past. He remembers being found by a patrol, of cats, huge as they were, there was one she-cat, her name was Cinderpaw. she was blind and he felt a desire to help her and care for her that was deeper than mere feeling sorry for her. There was something deep, deep within him trying to get him to remember something.
In Truth:He was born to a loner, whom was caught and killed by a twolegs dog. he was the only surviving kit and was carried away by a fox. He was raised by this fox, and no one knew why, but it was true. He was 6 moons when the fox disappeared. she was trapped by the twoleg who owned the dog that killed Cherubim's mother. She struggled for three days before he came and killed her. Cherubim was alone again. He was unable to fend for himself, having been cared for all his life. He wandered around for moons, eating what he could find that was already dead, and drinking what little water he was able to find. Until he collapsed in a field waiting for death. He had eaten some rotted food, and it made his deathly ill. He lay there sick and dying for three days, and lost all his memory from his past. He was found by a blind apprentice named Cinderpaw who took him into her clan offering him a new life. He doesn't remember anything of his past, probably never will, but he knows that his future is what really matters.
Relationships :
Cinderpaw-friend
Angel-mother (deceased and unknown)
Role-Play :
N/A
Motto/Themesong :
I only need to be with you, don't throw me away, don't make me go, I just want to remember what i have lost.
Picture :
Mirror image
Name :
Cherubim
Gender :
Tom
Age :
9 moons
Clan :
Arctic
Rank :
apprentice
Description :
Copper colored eyes jump out from the silver fur. Sitting just below the orbs is the pure white mustache and beard. It sits just over his lips and gives him a look of strength. His face is a silver color and swirled over with black. Around his eyes there is white and then black. like a foot ball player. His ears are large and tulip shaped, and just in front of them there are two white stripes. He looks much like a bob-cat, except that he has a luscious long tail. His body is covered in short thick silver and black fur. His body goes from pure white and deep silver to dark black stripes. He has long curved claws, but short teeth. His claws are more his defense than his teeth. His muscles are well developed or would be if he was better taken care of. His long white whiskers keep him perfectly in touch with what is around him.
Personality :
He has a quiet fierceness about him. He is overtly loyal with his only friend being blind. he wants nothing more then to keep her safe and make her smile. He is solemn and calm about everything he does. Meticulous and very strategic. He never does anything without thinking it through twice. Were he Human he would be considered OCD. (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) Everything that he does must be perfect and he must have everything the same. He counts his paw steps and he must count them in fives, he has a thing about fives. He may or may not grow out of this disorder. He his an inquisitive nature but he must either know things or not. He is blatantly honest and this can sometimes cause a problem. He doesn't seem to be able to keep himself from speaking his mind, but he doesn't mean to hurt others, it just happens and he was always willing to apoligize.
History :
In his memory: His first memories are of cold, darkness, pain, and fear. He remembers nothing except those things. He has always been alone. He doesn't remember any warmth, or kindness from his past. He remembers being found by a patrol, of cats, huge as they were, there was one she-cat, her name was Cinderpaw. she was blind and he felt a desire to help her and care for her that was deeper than mere feeling sorry for her. There was something deep, deep within him trying to get him to remember something.
In Truth:He was born to a loner, whom was caught and killed by a twolegs dog. he was the only surviving kit and was carried away by a fox. He was raised by this fox, and no one knew why, but it was true. He was 6 moons when the fox disappeared. she was trapped by the twoleg who owned the dog that killed Cherubim's mother. She struggled for three days before he came and killed her. Cherubim was alone again. He was unable to fend for himself, having been cared for all his life. He wandered around for moons, eating what he could find that was already dead, and drinking what little water he was able to find. Until he collapsed in a field waiting for death. He had eaten some rotted food, and it made his deathly ill. He lay there sick and dying for three days, and lost all his memory from his past. He was found by a blind apprentice named Cinderpaw who took him into her clan offering him a new life. He doesn't remember anything of his past, probably never will, but he knows that his future is what really matters.
Relationships :
Cinderpaw-friend
Angel-mother (deceased and unknown)
Role-Play :
N/A
Motto/Themesong :
I only need to be with you, don't throw me away, don't make me go, I just want to remember what i have lost.
