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Post by BRIGHTNOSE on Aug 24, 2013 17:38:51 GMT -5
your stitches are all out,
but your scars are healing wrong,
hold on. Brightnose 14 MOONS · MALE · CLIFFCLAN · WARRIOR ∙ PAN ∙ full image- Pelt: long-haired pale ginger and white
- Eyes: wide eyed, golden
- Build: underneath all his fur, he's gawky and long limbed, but it's unnoticeable until he attempts to climb the rocks surrounding the camp.
- Other: his paw pads are naturally soft, so they have many scars on them from climbing the cliffs.
- Brief Description: pale ginger and white tom with yellow eyes
appearance - General: brightnose is jumpy, anxious, scared and quite honestly a big fat baby. if it was up to him, he'd just stay in camp all day taking care of the kits and elders, but sadly there wasn't a job like that. instead, he clumsily hunts and patrols the territory like all the other warriors. he much rather would be sitting in a den nursing kits. why couldn't he be a girl?
- Things Brightnose Enjoys
- cuddling
- sniffing herbs (the scent comforts him for some reason)
- birds
- Things Brightnose Hates
- slimy things
- gatherings
- intimidating cats
- Brightnose's Habits
- he shuffles his paws when he's nervous.
- he doesn't pay too much attention to his long, unruly fur so it constantly has little leaves and twigs sticking out of it.
- Brightnose's Positive Traits
- Brightnose's Negative Traits
- jumpy
- fearful
- paranoid
- nervous
- selfish
- Other
- - in his past life, he was a shadowclan medicine cat named dapplednose.
- - has a history with a medicine cat called owlberry.
- - occasionally he has weird de-ja-vu moments, like when he sees a familiar herb or something.
personality - History
- conception: larkflower was always a soft one. she didn't have quite the same taste of the stern lifestyle that all cliffclanners seemed to live--- and well, she decided she wasn't going to deal with it. she fell in love with a beachclan tom and ran away without saying a word. her parents thought she was dead; perhaps killed by a flock of albatrosses or sickness. at least until they ran into her at one of the gatherings. they were enraged, and demanded her to return home where she belonged. and she did. with her tail tucked inbetween her legs, larkflower returned home. well, with some extra baggage. not a moon later she gave birth to kits, and no one doubted at all who fathered them. it's not like they talked about it out loud, though. if you ignore a problem long enough, it'll disappear, right?
- kithood: brightkit and foxkit looked nothing like their mother when they were born. they were both ginger while larkflower was a pale calico. but she loved them all the same. she smothered them with affections, ignored her parents gripes and growls, and raised them like they were kings and queens. the rest of the clan, however, seemed to treat them a tad differently. it wasn't like they called them mean names or spit where they walked or anything. they just quite basically ignored the two kits to the best of their ability. they treated them like air, but that was okay. their mom quite made up for it.
- apprentice: at least until the following greenleaf. a few of the cats in the clan caught malaria, and larkflower was one of them. she died first, and left two kits who were nearing their sixth moon. and so, they became foxpaw and brightpaw and had to face their future by themselves. brightpaw's mentor was a grumpy old tom named littleclaw, who knew what he was doing but always seemed to be a bit rough. brightpaw was naturally a scaredy cat and very much intimidated by his new teacher, but they got along alright. littleclaw was much too old to be prejudiced; he much preferred to take naps and eat than gripe about a little halfclan boy. littleclaw tried not to push him too much, even if it irritated him to have to deal with such an unskilled apprentice. brightpaw was, simply, not suited for cliffs. his body was clumsy, and his paws soft, so he took a few more falls than he would've liked. but he learned and he trained and he hunted. he had a place to earn after all. on his twelfth moon, he was made a warrior and called brightnose. the same day, littleclaw moved to the elder's den. foxpaw was named foxtail.
- warrior: not soon after their ceremony, foxtail ran away from the clan. apparently, her mentor was younger and more opinionated than brightnose's and she just couldn't take the little snide comments, whispering, rude slaps and other things she received. she was sick of the clan, and she was going to go find somewhere nice where she can live and have kits without worrying about someone bullying them. and so she left, leaving brightnose by himself. but, well, he was going to be okay. brightnose was quiet, nervous, anxious and so the others didn't pay too much attention to him. he was low on the pecking order, and he was perfectly fine with that.
- Family/Relatives
- mother: larkflower (dilute calico with green eyes, deceased)
- father: unknown
- siblings: foxtail (dark ginger she-cat with yellow eyes, disappeared)
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Post by ★NATSU on Aug 24, 2013 17:43:17 GMT -5
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