Post by whitewhisker on Feb 19, 2009 16:45:17 GMT -5
Name: Morfin
Age: 35 moons
Gender: Tom
Personality:
Age: 35 moons
Gender: Tom
Personality:
Shrewd and calculating. A hard life alone has given him incredible intelligence and cunning, he could steal the pelt off your back and be gone before you'd even realise something hurt.Description:
He's a theif by nature but is a damn good fighter through getting things wrong.
If you can get on his good side (you'll have to find it first, mind ^^) he's not such a bad cat, and his loyalty had given him many a reward in his time.
No specific breed, but has the build and long-hair of a Maine Coon. His long fur is a deep muddy-brown that darkens as it runs down his spine, his tail and rump are consequently black. His belly is a lighter brown than the rest of him but still dark.History:
He has yellow eyes, not cold, but not exactly warm and inviting. He usually carries a slightly snooty, superior expression upon his face. His whiskers are white and beginning to droop, giving him the occasional appearance of a hairy walrus - especially in the morning.
He's well moulded and fit, his coat carries many scars from past battles, the most prominent one is a jagged slash that reaches half way round his neck, it's healed but means he cannot turn his head as much as another cat. He copes better than you'd think.
Brought up in the city by a rogue whom he thought was his father. Said cat was kind and thoughtful, but was struck down by greencough when Morfin was barely more than a kit.Other:
Morfin then turned to theivery, violence and general cat-crime. He joined a gang of rogues and travelled the alleys beating up innocents just to hear them squeal, and though he's never killed a cat himself, he's confident that should his time come, he could do it.
He has no qualms watching other cats kill, finding it enthralling.
Morfin's been travelling alone for the past year, still engaging in the occasional scuffle and stealing whatever he can, his favourite catchphrase 'Take what you can, and give nothing back!'.
Love him or leave him, this cats just rolled up in town, and he aint goin' quietly.
He's never known his parents or siblings, as a matter of fact they're all dead, caught in an alley-cat culling by the city council.
