Post by windspirit on Feb 28, 2009 17:36:37 GMT -5
Name: Whitestone
Age: 36 moons of age
Gender: Tom
Personality:
Age: 36 moons of age
Gender: Tom
Personality:
A menacing appearance hides a warm and fuzzy interior. Whitestone is the perfect gentleman, he's polite, fair and very clean! He's loyal and trustworthy to the highest degree and would probably die of shame if you called him a traitor.Description:
However, he will never attack unless there is a good enough reason (in his eyes) for it, he would disobey his leader if he/she ordered him to start a fight that was unjustified and unfair.
He's an odd cat in a few ways, first being his love of swimming, second being his disinterest in fighting (unless necessary). He was never one to playfully spar with the other toms his age.
A large chartreux cat [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Chartreux_Cat_1.jpg] typical blue-grey fur but has dark blue eyes rather than the normal yellow. He sustained an injury to his right foreleg many moons ago and still limps on it now, particularly if he's cold or tired.History:
He's well muscled and has enough fat to keep him warm in leafbare without much effort at all.
Whitestone was born a true warrior Clan cat. His parents were both warriors, as were their parents before them. He had a typical healthy upbringing, moving swiftly from bouncy kit, through eager apprentice and loyal warrior, to suddenly finding himself smackbang being deputy!Other:
He did his job well and was much liked for it, he was a favourite with a couple of the she-cats, but nothing ever became of it.
Before long, a war was waged between two other Clans, the reason being the larger of the two's greed, and nothing more. Whitestones Clan was called upon to help by both sides, and his leader picked the attacking Clan (the greedy ones).
Finding it unjust and cruel to pick on a smaller adversary for the hell of it, Whitestone refused to fight and ended up banished from his home. He moped around on the borders for several moons before finding the strength to move away from all he'd ever known, to travel to where he is now.
Whitestone's favourite thing to eat is fish, but he cant often catch them. He tried to train himself to get them but obviously doesn't do it in the right way, the catches being 1 in 5 positive.
His least favourite thing to eat is any kind of bird. He has trouble with the feathers and despairs at the lack of juicy flesh on them.
He once said he would rather die than turn cannibal, and so far he's stuck to it.
=)
