Post by Jungleheart on Oct 11, 2012 21:03:29 GMT -5
Name:
Swift
Age:
20 moons
Gender:
Tom
Appearance:
Swift is a large, well-built russet tom with brown and dark red stripes. He has orange stripes on his shoulders and under both eyes. His eyes are an intelligent yellow with dark brown flecks. He has a small stump of a tail- which is black as night. His toes, chest, and muzzle are snow white. He has muscular legs- good for swimming and leaping. He often wears a smile- and his features are quite frightening when he is without it.
Personality:
Swift is a friendly, caring, trustworthy tom. He is often asking if anyone needs help or if something is bothering them. He is rather secretive, though. Unless directly questioned, he doesn't elaborate on anything he says. This tom also has a stuttering problem. It is usually with big words, when he is nervous, or when he is trying to do multiple things at once. He tells Lucky everything besides the way he feels about her. He stutters a lot in her presence and it makes him embarrBrassed to share his feelings.
History:
Swift was born as a loner; wandering and causing problems where it was needed. He had several siblings who all went away to be Clan cats or Kittypets- not Swift. The tom joined BloodClan because he was tired of starving. He was also rather friendly and didn't want to be alone for what would have certainly been the last moon he lived. Not long after joining, he felt a great sense of loyalty and decided it wasn't just for his life. Not long after, he met Lucky. He persuaded her to join BloodClan with him. His true reasoning for this was that he was instantly smitten by her appearance. Not only that, but he loved everything about her. He spent every night after that trying to work up the courage to tell her. One night, He was wandering and noticed a shape atop a tall building. Curious, he padded up towards it. Horrified, he saw it was Lucky. "Lucky, don't!" he cried. He knew her intentions were to end her life. He loved her and he knew he would have to be the one to save her.
RP Example:
Swift trotted along, his eyes glazed in thought. He hardly noticed as a mouse scuttled by his paw. Snapping to attention, he leaped after the little creature and found his paw stuck in it's burrow. Cursing, he writhed and tugged; but he just couldn't get his enormous, clumsy paw out of the hole. "HELP!" He called. Twisting, he saw someone standing behind him. "Do you have any idea how stupid you look?" The quiet tom laughed. "Who are you?" Swift hissed, yanking again at his paw. "I'm Dusk." replied the other cat. "I'm a BloodClan warrior. I'll help you out of that and I don't think anyone will mind me bringing you back." Swift narrowed his eyes as the dusky tom worked his paw loose. "Where and why are you taking me?" he asked. "To the leader. You look hungry." Dusk replied and led the way.
Swift
Age:
20 moons
Gender:
Tom
Appearance:
Swift is a large, well-built russet tom with brown and dark red stripes. He has orange stripes on his shoulders and under both eyes. His eyes are an intelligent yellow with dark brown flecks. He has a small stump of a tail- which is black as night. His toes, chest, and muzzle are snow white. He has muscular legs- good for swimming and leaping. He often wears a smile- and his features are quite frightening when he is without it.
Personality:
Swift is a friendly, caring, trustworthy tom. He is often asking if anyone needs help or if something is bothering them. He is rather secretive, though. Unless directly questioned, he doesn't elaborate on anything he says. This tom also has a stuttering problem. It is usually with big words, when he is nervous, or when he is trying to do multiple things at once. He tells Lucky everything besides the way he feels about her. He stutters a lot in her presence and it makes him embarrBrassed to share his feelings.
History:
Swift was born as a loner; wandering and causing problems where it was needed. He had several siblings who all went away to be Clan cats or Kittypets- not Swift. The tom joined BloodClan because he was tired of starving. He was also rather friendly and didn't want to be alone for what would have certainly been the last moon he lived. Not long after joining, he felt a great sense of loyalty and decided it wasn't just for his life. Not long after, he met Lucky. He persuaded her to join BloodClan with him. His true reasoning for this was that he was instantly smitten by her appearance. Not only that, but he loved everything about her. He spent every night after that trying to work up the courage to tell her. One night, He was wandering and noticed a shape atop a tall building. Curious, he padded up towards it. Horrified, he saw it was Lucky. "Lucky, don't!" he cried. He knew her intentions were to end her life. He loved her and he knew he would have to be the one to save her.
RP Example:
Swift trotted along, his eyes glazed in thought. He hardly noticed as a mouse scuttled by his paw. Snapping to attention, he leaped after the little creature and found his paw stuck in it's burrow. Cursing, he writhed and tugged; but he just couldn't get his enormous, clumsy paw out of the hole. "HELP!" He called. Twisting, he saw someone standing behind him. "Do you have any idea how stupid you look?" The quiet tom laughed. "Who are you?" Swift hissed, yanking again at his paw. "I'm Dusk." replied the other cat. "I'm a BloodClan warrior. I'll help you out of that and I don't think anyone will mind me bringing you back." Swift narrowed his eyes as the dusky tom worked his paw loose. "Where and why are you taking me?" he asked. "To the leader. You look hungry." Dusk replied and led the way.
