Post by laurelflight on Feb 7, 2009 13:05:31 GMT -5
Name: Longfeather
Age: 32 Moons
Gender: Male
Clan: RiverClan
Rank: Warrior
Description: Longfeather's body is of medium length and very lithe, and yet he is quite muscular. His legs are thin in contrast to his body, but are very strong. Longfeather's paws are small, and his tail is fairly long and is tapered at the point. Head a broad, wedge-shape, he has almond-like eyes the color of copper. His ears are moderately large and has small tufts of fur at the tip. Longfeather lastly has dramatic facial markings, with an "M" on his forehead. And, of course, his coat is a dark sandy color, also known as a Sorrel color.
Personality: Longfeather is a cordial, intelligent, and adamant cat. He is sometimes timid and shy, but most of the time he's out-going and critical. His soft, alluring mew is often misleading, and he uses it as a tool to fool cats into thinking of him as something to be completely trusted, when he really is just using them for his own selfish purposes. He considers a lot of things to be like a game, and in some ways can be thought of as childish or benevolent for doing so. Longfeather is easily depressed though, and has an unusual fascination with heights. Lastly, the sand-colored tabby is very calculative, and wouldn't do anything if it meant taking a risk that had too much rashness in it.
History: Longfeather was a rogue at the start of his 6 moons, having escaped from a Kittypet life with Twolegs. He was found by RiverClan, and became a warrior. They thought he was practical, and they thought he was more sensible then most; the perfect candidate for a code-following warrior. But behind his calm and serious mask, he was only enjoying warrior life for what he thought it was. A game. He still thinks it's a game. StarClan, he pretends to believe in them. The warrior code, he follows it, but he secretly sees no point in it. Other things as well that have to do with the ways of the forest: a joke. Longfeather is cruel like a beaten kit, and it's hard to find anything good under his thick layer of confusing trauma.
Roleplay Sample: Longfeather sat near the base of a tree, his tapered tail wrapped neatly over his small paws. His copper eyes were wide and curious, staring up into the upper canopies of the forest. A she-cat, her cries echoing faintly from the high branch she was at, was scrambling at the bark desperately. Longfeather could see her bright green eyes glazed over in fear from where he was at. The Abyssinian tilted his head, studying the scene above. The she-cat's tail bushed out, she continued to cry and grapple a hold with her claws on the branch, but she couldn't hold it. With a soft thud, she landed onto the branch below her, and she lay still. Longfeather continued to stare unblinkingly as she fell again, this time falling until she hit the forest floor. Another thud resounded softly toward his ears. He pricked them forward curiously as he glanced at where she had landed and at where she had fallen from. There were no signs of her still living, but the tom decided to go check on her to make sure. He stalked through the undergrowth and quickly caught sight of her crippled body. It lay awkwardly in a trampled bed of grass and bracken, her eyes still glazed in fear, locked in place forever. Longfeather padded to her side and leaned over her body, analyzing the broken bones and wounds. He twitched his tail and looked back up at the canopies above. How fascinating it must be to fall. It was an entertaining spectacle that he rarely got to see; he was partly enthused by it. "Hmm," he growled softly, turning round to go see if anything else was underway.
**Note: Just so you aren't appalled by this, it would be best to know that I tend to make very dismal characters instead of the all-around polite and giving cat. It gives more sentiment and something new to read instead of the all too cliché, "nice feline." If he's too messed up, then I'll tone him down, but that'd be ruining a very individualistic character.
* He's a specific breed, and he had escaped from a cat breeder by the way. He's a classic Abyssinian; that's all.
* And there's no need to think he's evil. He just has issues. :3
Age: 32 Moons
Gender: Male
Clan: RiverClan
Rank: Warrior
Description: Longfeather's body is of medium length and very lithe, and yet he is quite muscular. His legs are thin in contrast to his body, but are very strong. Longfeather's paws are small, and his tail is fairly long and is tapered at the point. Head a broad, wedge-shape, he has almond-like eyes the color of copper. His ears are moderately large and has small tufts of fur at the tip. Longfeather lastly has dramatic facial markings, with an "M" on his forehead. And, of course, his coat is a dark sandy color, also known as a Sorrel color.
Personality: Longfeather is a cordial, intelligent, and adamant cat. He is sometimes timid and shy, but most of the time he's out-going and critical. His soft, alluring mew is often misleading, and he uses it as a tool to fool cats into thinking of him as something to be completely trusted, when he really is just using them for his own selfish purposes. He considers a lot of things to be like a game, and in some ways can be thought of as childish or benevolent for doing so. Longfeather is easily depressed though, and has an unusual fascination with heights. Lastly, the sand-colored tabby is very calculative, and wouldn't do anything if it meant taking a risk that had too much rashness in it.
History: Longfeather was a rogue at the start of his 6 moons, having escaped from a Kittypet life with Twolegs. He was found by RiverClan, and became a warrior. They thought he was practical, and they thought he was more sensible then most; the perfect candidate for a code-following warrior. But behind his calm and serious mask, he was only enjoying warrior life for what he thought it was. A game. He still thinks it's a game. StarClan, he pretends to believe in them. The warrior code, he follows it, but he secretly sees no point in it. Other things as well that have to do with the ways of the forest: a joke. Longfeather is cruel like a beaten kit, and it's hard to find anything good under his thick layer of confusing trauma.
Roleplay Sample: Longfeather sat near the base of a tree, his tapered tail wrapped neatly over his small paws. His copper eyes were wide and curious, staring up into the upper canopies of the forest. A she-cat, her cries echoing faintly from the high branch she was at, was scrambling at the bark desperately. Longfeather could see her bright green eyes glazed over in fear from where he was at. The Abyssinian tilted his head, studying the scene above. The she-cat's tail bushed out, she continued to cry and grapple a hold with her claws on the branch, but she couldn't hold it. With a soft thud, she landed onto the branch below her, and she lay still. Longfeather continued to stare unblinkingly as she fell again, this time falling until she hit the forest floor. Another thud resounded softly toward his ears. He pricked them forward curiously as he glanced at where she had landed and at where she had fallen from. There were no signs of her still living, but the tom decided to go check on her to make sure. He stalked through the undergrowth and quickly caught sight of her crippled body. It lay awkwardly in a trampled bed of grass and bracken, her eyes still glazed in fear, locked in place forever. Longfeather padded to her side and leaned over her body, analyzing the broken bones and wounds. He twitched his tail and looked back up at the canopies above. How fascinating it must be to fall. It was an entertaining spectacle that he rarely got to see; he was partly enthused by it. "Hmm," he growled softly, turning round to go see if anything else was underway.
**Note: Just so you aren't appalled by this, it would be best to know that I tend to make very dismal characters instead of the all-around polite and giving cat. It gives more sentiment and something new to read instead of the all too cliché, "nice feline." If he's too messed up, then I'll tone him down, but that'd be ruining a very individualistic character.
* He's a specific breed, and he had escaped from a cat breeder by the way. He's a classic Abyssinian; that's all.
* And there's no need to think he's evil. He just has issues. :3
