Post by syrika on Feb 27, 2011 2:59:17 GMT -5
NAME// ---CREAMTAIL[/blockquote]
AGE// --- 24Moons
GENDER// --- He is a male. /huffs.
CLAN// ---Celestial
DESIRED POSITION// --- Warrior
SHORT DESCRIPTION// --- Gray and white tom with large paws.
DESCRIPTION//--- He has stunning teal eyes, his face is surrounded by long annoying whiskers. His pelt hangs loose to his skin, the long fur covering his muscular build. Height wise he is average.. for a she-cat. His coloration is quite complex, and yet stunning. A dusky brown fades into grays flowing into white. He has two very large front paws that don't seem to match his body. Underbelly and end of tail is white.
PERSONALITY//--- He is a very friendly, caring tom-cat. Always willing to help even if an outsider or the certain cat has a stick up their bum. He doesn't seem to take hints very well, and can be rather annoying. When it comes to she-cats he is quite the charmer and tries to be charismatic.. Long story short he tries to show off and somehow embarrasses himself. He is very fond of kits and young apprentices always telling stories to keep them entertained. He has a rather odd way of thinking, and is amused and distracted easily. Mousebrain of the clan? I would think so.
EXPERIENCE//--- {HIS Father IS OPEN AND Mother. - she WOULD BE ABOUT 38-40MOONS pm if interested}
As far as he is aware he is the only kit of his mother, Frostsong. A dark secret held forever in the pretty white queen's heart. Many seasons ago when she was an older apprentice Frostpaw had ventured onto the dark territory of Tempestclan. Seeking an adventure she had definitely found one. A young black warrior, Nightfall stumbled across the 'poor lost' Celestialclan apprentice. She eloped with him sneaking away to meet him late at night. At eleven moons she was with his kits. She hid the knowledge of this as long as she was able to. Her long fur made it easy for her to hide the her swollen belly, yet it made tasks impossible. Soon after she received her warrior name she was moved to the nursery. Traveling once more to Tempestclan, she was young and afraid only one could comfort her- Nightfall. A painful kitting on the edge of their boundaries. She took one kit, Nightfall returned to Tempestclan with the other. The two agreed to raise the kits separately and to not continue seeing each other. She would never revile who the father was to her clan nor anyone. {Jetstorm's story follows Nightfall}
OTHER//--- I swear I will edit this once I get back into character and develop more with him. It's been a long time.
Love interst- Open
Kin- Jetstorm -Tempest (unaware)
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