Post by Barketh on Aug 30, 2009 15:15:15 GMT -5
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Picture:
Appearance:
Very similar in color-appearance to his sister, Freezebreath is an average sized tom with medium-length tabby fur. While he is a silver gray with black tabby stripes, as his pelt nears his underbelly and legs, it changes to a lighter gray and then eventually white, though his paws themselves are actually a pitch black.
Muzzle splashed with a creamy formula of white and tan, he has brilliant teal eyes, which is his strongest connection to his sister when others see the two next to each other. With a bright green shine to them, his eyes are a lovely mixture of blue and lime.
While his black stripes cover his entire body, they gradually form into spots as they reach his tail, giving him the appearance of a gray bengal cat.
Black coated ears flick often when he's hungry, and he has an authorative voice despite his lax nature.
Personality:
The opposite of his sister despite their similar appearances, he is a very energetic cat with an outgoing personal and an extremely friendly disposition. He isn't afraid to speak out for what he believes in, and he often gets hyped up by the smallest things. Always in for the thrill, he can make the most casual subjects into a game with his sense of humor, and he lives by the 'Never give up' rule.
A bit of a flirt though he doesn't make it a hobby, despite his cheerful nature, he can harshly loyal in battle and isn't afraid to tell a cat if they're acting stupid or ridiculous. Still, he only does so for their benefit, and he is more than willing to stand up for his clanmates if the situation calls for it.
However, his most notable trait is the tom's appetite. He can eat enough to fill three warriors and still not be satisfied, and many cats refer to him as having five stomaches. Most cats don't hunt near him when he's constantly flicking his ears, which they recognize as the sign that he's hungry. The only cat who doesn't seem bothered by his appetite is his sister, who he shares an extremely close bond with.
Funny thing is, despite how much he eats, he never seems to gain any weight, which is probably due to the fact that he is always running around to do one thing or another, using his endless supply of energy.
History:
A Shadowclan cat by birth, Freezekit had one littermate, Whisperkit, and the two got along better than clouds in the sky. Their parents took excellent care of them, raising Freezekit into an extremely friendly cat, and he and his sister stuck together like glue. When he was 4 moons old, he snuck out of camp only to fall into a bramble bush and stab his paw on a thorn. He cried non-stop until a warrior heard him and carried the tom back to camp. Though his sister watched as the Medicine Cat treated him, she teased the tom non-stop until they were made apprentices, calling him a cry-baby.
When he was 6 moons old, Freezekit felt no surprise when his sister was chosen as a Medicine Cat apprentice. He'd already aknowledged her love of herbs and Starclan, and he supported her strongly, often joking that he would be seeing her a lot for belly aches.
The tom got along well with his mentor and den-mates, and though he didn't get to see his sister as much as he had promised, he would visit her as often as possible, often waking her up in the middle of the night while the rest of the camp was asleep. This resulted in him getting kicked out of the Medicine Cat's den, and he was made to clean the Elder's Den every moon for repeated offense. Even now he's still remembered as Shadowclan's most troublesome apprentice ever, though he still shared affection with his clan despite this.
However, as time passed, he and his sister grew more distant as she became absorbed in her duties as a Medicine Cat, and when he was made a warrior, he too was unable to spend as much time with her.
Content with living a normal life as a warrior, he does sometimes regret that his sister chose a different path, which caused them to seperate, though he works as her moral support whenever she's stressed, never telling her that he's lonely without her. Knowing the she-cat doesn't mind feeling independent, he doesn't bring the subject up, and though they don't communicate as much as they used to, he'll always be there if she needs a shoulder to lean on.
Whisperrain- Sister
Mothfur- Mother- Deceased
Brokenwing- Father- Deceased[/center][/size][/color]
Name: Freezebreath
Age: 17 Moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: Shadowclan
Rank: Warrior
Age: 17 Moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: Shadowclan
Rank: Warrior
Picture:
Appearance: Very similar in color-appearance to his sister, Freezebreath is an average sized tom with medium-length tabby fur. While he is a silver gray with black tabby stripes, as his pelt nears his underbelly and legs, it changes to a lighter gray and then eventually white, though his paws themselves are actually a pitch black.
Muzzle splashed with a creamy formula of white and tan, he has brilliant teal eyes, which is his strongest connection to his sister when others see the two next to each other. With a bright green shine to them, his eyes are a lovely mixture of blue and lime.
While his black stripes cover his entire body, they gradually form into spots as they reach his tail, giving him the appearance of a gray bengal cat.
Black coated ears flick often when he's hungry, and he has an authorative voice despite his lax nature.
Personality:
The opposite of his sister despite their similar appearances, he is a very energetic cat with an outgoing personal and an extremely friendly disposition. He isn't afraid to speak out for what he believes in, and he often gets hyped up by the smallest things. Always in for the thrill, he can make the most casual subjects into a game with his sense of humor, and he lives by the 'Never give up' rule.
A bit of a flirt though he doesn't make it a hobby, despite his cheerful nature, he can harshly loyal in battle and isn't afraid to tell a cat if they're acting stupid or ridiculous. Still, he only does so for their benefit, and he is more than willing to stand up for his clanmates if the situation calls for it.
However, his most notable trait is the tom's appetite. He can eat enough to fill three warriors and still not be satisfied, and many cats refer to him as having five stomaches. Most cats don't hunt near him when he's constantly flicking his ears, which they recognize as the sign that he's hungry. The only cat who doesn't seem bothered by his appetite is his sister, who he shares an extremely close bond with.
Funny thing is, despite how much he eats, he never seems to gain any weight, which is probably due to the fact that he is always running around to do one thing or another, using his endless supply of energy.
History:
A Shadowclan cat by birth, Freezekit had one littermate, Whisperkit, and the two got along better than clouds in the sky. Their parents took excellent care of them, raising Freezekit into an extremely friendly cat, and he and his sister stuck together like glue. When he was 4 moons old, he snuck out of camp only to fall into a bramble bush and stab his paw on a thorn. He cried non-stop until a warrior heard him and carried the tom back to camp. Though his sister watched as the Medicine Cat treated him, she teased the tom non-stop until they were made apprentices, calling him a cry-baby.
When he was 6 moons old, Freezekit felt no surprise when his sister was chosen as a Medicine Cat apprentice. He'd already aknowledged her love of herbs and Starclan, and he supported her strongly, often joking that he would be seeing her a lot for belly aches.
The tom got along well with his mentor and den-mates, and though he didn't get to see his sister as much as he had promised, he would visit her as often as possible, often waking her up in the middle of the night while the rest of the camp was asleep. This resulted in him getting kicked out of the Medicine Cat's den, and he was made to clean the Elder's Den every moon for repeated offense. Even now he's still remembered as Shadowclan's most troublesome apprentice ever, though he still shared affection with his clan despite this.
However, as time passed, he and his sister grew more distant as she became absorbed in her duties as a Medicine Cat, and when he was made a warrior, he too was unable to spend as much time with her.
Content with living a normal life as a warrior, he does sometimes regret that his sister chose a different path, which caused them to seperate, though he works as her moral support whenever she's stressed, never telling her that he's lonely without her. Knowing the she-cat doesn't mind feeling independent, he doesn't bring the subject up, and though they don't communicate as much as they used to, he'll always be there if she needs a shoulder to lean on.
Role Play Sample: Not Needed.
Secret Word: Whisper
Other:
Family
[/u]Secret Word: Whisper
Other:
Family
Whisperrain- Sister
Mothfur- Mother- Deceased
Brokenwing- Father- Deceased[/center][/size][/color]