Post by seriouspudding on Oct 6, 2009 13:02:46 GMT -5
Name | Troutfur
Gender | Tom
Age | 20 moons
Rank | Warrior
Clan | Troutfur is a brave Pineclan warrior
Beliefs| Troutfur apparently doesn't believe in Starclan, but gets very spooked about the other Medicine cat's dreams, which shows that he could be lying about his beliefs for no particular reason given. He laughs at any cat that prays for starclan or pleads for their guidance by saying things like ''Dead cats can't talk to you mouse-brain.'' Despite this, he recognises the wisdom and intelligence of all the other Medicine cats and never contradicts them on their belief that Starclan is real and that dead cats watch over them.
Parents |
Donnie-Mother-NP
Blizzard- Father-PC (might become clan cat)
Siblings |
Patches-sister
Other Kin |
Stumble-niece
Mate |
not yet
Crush |
not yet
Kits |
not yet
Apprentice/Mentor |
not yet
Appearance |
Troutfur is a beautifully silvery-grey cat with faint lines of silver running down his flank and he has frosty blue eyes that glow ominously in the dark and shine brightly in the sun. He has small ears that have tiny tufts on the end of them and he has a long tail that is very fluffy and has some knots in it. His paws are a perfect flash of silver that are unusually sleek despite his streamlined, fluffy coat and he has long, muscular hind legs that loose their fluff on the pawtips.
Personality |
Troutfur is so cute. He is the loveliest most perfect kitty in the world! Yeah right. Troutfur is described as a faulty cat that is rude beyond repair and many young warriors scorn him for being so angry all of the time. But really, it's just his nature and the way he was raised up, since his father never took interest in him. Anyway, Troutfur is the crudest creature on the planet and he has many enemies along with not so many friends which can sometimes give him the sympathy vote...but as an extreme measure- stay away from this unnaturally unperfect ball of screeching fire!!
He hates talking to perfect, wonderful cats and prefers to only socialise with cats that think the same way he does. He is generally rude by nature, and can sometimes make harsh jokes, but he can be serious about something if there is the need to.
Skills |
Troutfur is somehow a master of battle tactics and can remember the area of his territory in under five seconds.
He is also pretty good at tracking things, like prey or other cats.
History |
Troutfur was born a kittypet and used to always sit atop the garden fence, staring out at the world and telling himself how boring his life was.
He always used to see lovely greenery and beautiful flowers in front of the fence, which gave him a longing of exploration.
One day....he finally couldn't take it anymore and decided to go out into the forests and moorlands ahead, with no more than the fur on his back.
He searched around for anything interesting in the hopes of finding something amazing- and it was his lucky day- he found a lovely territory that stretched far beyond his home boundaries and he was awed by how extravagant it was- unnoticing the shadows that crept up behind him.......
He was surprised to find other felines that called themselves ''clan cats'' and they seemed to spark something inside his brain, because he leapt for the chance to join the thrilling life of the clans soon after they explained things to him in detail. And so- he left behind his scornful boring kittypet life to live with Pineclan- his new reason to keep on going.
Gender | Tom
Age | 20 moons
Rank | Warrior
Clan | Troutfur is a brave Pineclan warrior
Beliefs| Troutfur apparently doesn't believe in Starclan, but gets very spooked about the other Medicine cat's dreams, which shows that he could be lying about his beliefs for no particular reason given. He laughs at any cat that prays for starclan or pleads for their guidance by saying things like ''Dead cats can't talk to you mouse-brain.'' Despite this, he recognises the wisdom and intelligence of all the other Medicine cats and never contradicts them on their belief that Starclan is real and that dead cats watch over them.
Parents |
Donnie-Mother-NP
Blizzard- Father-PC (might become clan cat)
Siblings |
Patches-sister
Other Kin |
Stumble-niece
Mate |
not yet
Crush |
not yet
Kits |
not yet
Apprentice/Mentor |
not yet
Appearance |
Troutfur is a beautifully silvery-grey cat with faint lines of silver running down his flank and he has frosty blue eyes that glow ominously in the dark and shine brightly in the sun. He has small ears that have tiny tufts on the end of them and he has a long tail that is very fluffy and has some knots in it. His paws are a perfect flash of silver that are unusually sleek despite his streamlined, fluffy coat and he has long, muscular hind legs that loose their fluff on the pawtips.
Personality |
Troutfur is so cute. He is the loveliest most perfect kitty in the world! Yeah right. Troutfur is described as a faulty cat that is rude beyond repair and many young warriors scorn him for being so angry all of the time. But really, it's just his nature and the way he was raised up, since his father never took interest in him. Anyway, Troutfur is the crudest creature on the planet and he has many enemies along with not so many friends which can sometimes give him the sympathy vote...but as an extreme measure- stay away from this unnaturally unperfect ball of screeching fire!!
He hates talking to perfect, wonderful cats and prefers to only socialise with cats that think the same way he does. He is generally rude by nature, and can sometimes make harsh jokes, but he can be serious about something if there is the need to.
Skills |
Troutfur is somehow a master of battle tactics and can remember the area of his territory in under five seconds.
He is also pretty good at tracking things, like prey or other cats.
History |
Troutfur was born a kittypet and used to always sit atop the garden fence, staring out at the world and telling himself how boring his life was.
He always used to see lovely greenery and beautiful flowers in front of the fence, which gave him a longing of exploration.
One day....he finally couldn't take it anymore and decided to go out into the forests and moorlands ahead, with no more than the fur on his back.
He searched around for anything interesting in the hopes of finding something amazing- and it was his lucky day- he found a lovely territory that stretched far beyond his home boundaries and he was awed by how extravagant it was- unnoticing the shadows that crept up behind him.......
He was surprised to find other felines that called themselves ''clan cats'' and they seemed to spark something inside his brain, because he leapt for the chance to join the thrilling life of the clans soon after they explained things to him in detail. And so- he left behind his scornful boring kittypet life to live with Pineclan- his new reason to keep on going.
We have a cbox again and we're opening the place up as a closed, members only rp