cedarkit of riverclan- bio (WIP)

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  • Character Name: Cedarkit/Cedarpaw/Cedarbranch

    Character Age: 1 moon


    Gender: Male


    Alliance: RiverClan


    Rank: Kit


    Appearance (6 or more sentences): Cedarkit is a lynx point siamese kitten who is very small. His whiskers are short and ragged, and he has many little scars across his sides and face, given to him by his mother. His legs are a little too long for his tiny body- he looks a little disproportionate, but as time goes on he will grow taller and look a little better. He's got large ears (that also look a little weird on his small head) and a snaggletooth. Because of his many scars, his fur always looks matted and unclean, but he actually grooms profusely and his fur is quite soft. His eyes are large and light blue. He is also always shaking- not violently or obviously, but gently. You'd have to be right next to him to notice his shakes.


    Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below; those are additional requirements): Unfotunately, Cedarkit is pretty damaged from his past. He almost doesn't feel anything. When he isn't fearing for his life he feels numb to everything happening around him, making him incredibly unsympathetic and not the person one would want to go to for consolation. He isn't completely incapable of feeling anything besides fear- it's just very hard for him to feel and understand emotion. He can feel unconditional love for his sister, but he won't know why he's feeling it or how to process it. This lack of general feeling doesn't mean he will grow up to be evil, or a killer- it just means he needs help understanding the complexity of emotion.
    ---Likes (at least 3): silence, stargazing, being alone (for the most part)
    --- Dislikes (at least 3): being around multiple others (especially strangers), lots of noise, swimming
    ---Strengths (No MORE than 5): very observant, runs very fast, good at hiding
    ---Weaknesses (At least 3): despite being a fast runner he's actually very clumsy with his feet, making him a horrible hunter and fighter. he doesn't trust anyone except his sister, which could be seen either as strength or a weakness. he also has a breathing problem, as a result of the near drowing he suffered from his mother. This means he absolutely CANNOT swim.


    History (8 or more sentences): He and his two siblings were born out of a forbidden romance, and his mother hated them all because of it. She beat and attempted to drown all three of them in a stream. After barely surviving his mother's abuse, Cedarkit spotted his sister Mallowkit escaping into the stream, and did his best to follow her, awkwardly falling into the stream himself. He was in the water for a long time, and since his lungs were already damaged from his near drowning, he struggled to stay alive. He washed ashore somewhere in RiverClan territory, his sister nowhere to be seen, but he didn't give up and he spent as much time as possible searching for her. While traveling along the stream, Cedarkit came across a RiverClan patrol who took him to the RiverClan camp.


    Roleplay Sample {Required for first advanced bio}: The stars twinkled in the inky black sky above Cedarkit's head. The silence of night was beautiful- it was the only time that Cedarkit ever felt truly safe. There was no one around to threaten him, or try and make him understand something, or just talk to him incessantly. Nighttime was simple, he was alone, and everything was as it was supposed to be. Cedarkit stared a few moments longer at the clear sky before turning his attention to his half made nest, twigs and moss sticking out from it at all angles. He had no experience with making a proper nest, especially not with his shaky paws. Pushing himself up on his feet, the tiny kit set out to find more bracken to line his nest for the night.


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