Post by jayfeather on Dec 11, 2012 21:20:25 GMT -5
Picture of cat
Name: Duskfeather
Age: 24 Moons
Clan: Shadowclan
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Male
Appearance: At the top...
Personality: Duskfeather is a very independent cat. He doesn't like to talk to many cats, and he usually stays pretty quiet. He's bipolar, meaning he has constant mood swings. One minute he can be the nicest cat in the world, and the next he can be trying to rip your head off. This happens rarely, and only when he's emotional. He can be snappy at times, though he's an overall loyal, trustworthy cat. This tom loves kits, and has always had a soft spot for them in his heart. He hopes to have some of his own before he becomes an elder. He's an excellent fighter, but he's never been very good when it comes to hunting. Other cats annoy him at times. Especially annoying, talkative ones. He is yet to have a crush, and he hopes that his interests will soon start kicking in. Standing up for what he believes in is something he will do, but he struggles to stand up to higher ranked cats. Loving is something that he's never experienced. Not even with his mother or father. He is a tough cat, and has never told anyone about his history. Even though he acts strong on the outside, he's a real softy.
Fears;
- Water
- His history
- Higher ranked cats
- That he'll be exiled/Cast out
- Death
Likes;
- His clan
- Food
- Kits
- Darkness
- Night time
Personal Quote: "Shut up, would you?"
History Duskfeather was born a kittypet. He was the only kitten in his litter. Or so he thinks. His mother's name was Crystal, though he never figured out who his father is. He believes his father is a loner, or maybe a Clanner.
When he was a kit, he wandered off into the forest. He was curious of what he would find, until he came upon a Shadowclan border. Being a kit, he passed the border with no hesitation. Little did he know there was a Shadowclan patrol near. They found him, and took him in as they're own. Duskfeather never went back to his mother, because he loved the clan life too much. They gave him the name Duskkit, due to his ash-coloured fur. He grew up into a strong apprentice, and he was given Foxtail as a mentor. Cats teased him for being a kittypet, but he ignored them.
His Warrior name was given to him when he was 15 moons, earning the name Duskfeather. His old mentor died in a battle, and that was the only time Duskfeather really felt emotion. He gave a small tantrum, and stormed out of camp for a while. He returned a stronger Warrior, yet more independent than ever. Nowadays, he barely talks to anyone, and only when he's spoken too.
Though he barely remembers his life as a kittypet, he's forced to remember the times where cats teased him about it. If only he could erase his entire kithood... If only he could be born a Warrior...
Mother: Crystal {Kittypet}
Father: Unknown
Siblings: None
Mentor: Foxtail {Deceased}
Other: N/A
Role Play Example;
Duskfeather rose his muzzle into the air, letting the scents of the forest engulf his nostrils. Oh, how he wished it could be like this everyday... It was cool outside, and not too sunny. It wasn't cold at all, and it wasn't hot... It was just perfect. The tom sat himself down under an old sycamore tree, his tail curling neatly over his paws. His eyes were closed tight as he listened to the sounds of nature... All of a sudden, an annoying voice pierced his ears.
"Hiya Duskfeather!" Bumblekit squeaked.
Duskfeather chuckled, opening his eyes. "Hello, Bumblekit." He replied, a smile appearing on his face.
"Wanna play?" The young kit asked.
"I can't right now." He meowed softly. "I have to go... Somewhere." With that, the tom was gone. Out of camp. Nowhere to be seen.
Bumblekit sighed. "Bye!" He called.