Character Name:
Storm
Character Age:
20 moons
Gender:
Tom
Alliance:
N/A
Rank:
Loner
Appearance (6 or more sentences):
Storm is an all black cat, with a slight bit of white on his tail. He has a lot of hair for an ordairary cat, his pelt is full of dirt, Storm
doesnt beleive in cleaninghis pelt. He is smaller than most cats, but that doesn't hold him down. His eyes are a dark brown,
looking in them it sends shivers down other cats spines. Storm is the smallest of his litter of 4, but is a quick learner, and is
quick on his brown paws. He as an ugly scar across his eye, this was formed when he ran away, and came across a Shadow-
clanner, Storm will regrain his strength and one day get revenge...
Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements): Storm grow up the runt of his litter. His mother treated him differently, she won't tell him why because,
she deny's it. Storm says it's because he is the odd one out, more like his father. Storm was pushed farther and farther away from his brother and sisters but his mother. He became a grundge holder, Brave, outgoing, and sticking up for himself. He was the first to catch a live prey in his litter but his mother refused to beleive that Storm cought the mouse. His mother had a second litter and made the kittens stay away from him, Storm grow full of anger, and had to run away.
---Likes (at least 3): Storm likes his knew life as a loner, no one there to tell others not to go near him. He likes waking up iwith thew bright yellow sun shinning down on him, with the slightest bit of breeze. Best of all he loves the teaste of the prey out in the wild,/
--- Dislikes (at least 3): He dislikes how his mother treated him. He doesn't like being on his own all the time he wished there were someone that would come along and would join him, that shared the same past. He doesn't like to be called a lair, he hasn't lair in his life, he doesn't like to be wrong.
iStrengths (No MORE than 5):[/i] Storm has the strength of holding things together, he doesn't let things over come him, but his mother did over come him so he had no choice but hit the wild side of life. He has the strength of hunting abilty, he was the first to catch a mouse in his litter and his never stop catching yet.
---Weaknesses (At least 3): Storms weaknesses is making friends, he attend not to trust them, he just gets a funny feeling that they are laying each time. He isn't a good fighter but is a quick learner. Storm hates water, he gets stressed around it, maybe he thinks he might fall into the water.
History (8 or more sentences): Storm was born last out of 3 other kittens. He was the rut of he litter, even his colour told him so. He had a different pelt to his other sisters and brother, his was black, and their's were grey. From that day on his mother treated him different to the others, Storm didn't know why because she denyed it, but he guessed it was because he was more like his father than his mother. His mother never brought up their father, but Storm knew he was just like him, some little voice told him so. His mother pushed Storm away from the litter every day a little more. Storm became a little scared of his mother, but came stronger than his brother and stisters, by catching the first mouse, but his mother said the owers most of given it to him. Storm grow up smaller than his brother and sisters. His mother had a second litter and she told them not to go near Storm. Storm couldn't hold it in no longer he had to get out. A week later Storm escaped from his kitty pet world to the outside wild world.
Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio):
A Black tom walked along the river banks being careful not to full into the water, just the way he walked you could tell he was frighting by the water. His black coat was like glitter in the hot blazing sun, Stupid mother, stupid litter mates, stupid kitty life, why didn't I run away earlier, from the turtoure. The tom thought to himself, he began to run refreshing his mind, he did this when he thought about his old life. Storm forgot he was beside the river bank, his paw lost it's balance and he began to fall. With a load splash Storm had fallen into the river, he swam to the surface, and breathed continuenly for a few moments and than began to swim his fastest to the shore, he wasn't liking this a single bit...
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