Posts by GaryStu

Name
Patchpaw
Rank
Apprentice
Age
Eight Moons
Gender
Tom
Personality
Patchpaw is a more timid feline, generally not the type to make outbursts or state his opinion in case someone gets upset at him. But this doesn't mean he's shy, scared of being judged, or introverted, he just prefers to not be in the spot light and keep things to himself. He's pretty friendly, not really judging others based on someone else's opinion, he prefers to meet the cat himself and learn about him. He's quite curious, but cautious, and loves to learn and with a memory like his it's easy to retain and recall information spoken to him. Because of his disability he's more commonly seen helping out around camp and has regular check ups on his health, so he knows the basics of medicine, but as cool as healing is, he's determined to become a warrior, a good one at that. Unfortunately he quite often doubts himself and can seem moody at times, though he usually acts happy around others, he does have his moments where he just has to unwind alone. At times Patchpaw can be a bit awkward, he isn't very good at comforting or helping those in distress, same thing basically, and will often words things wrong and just end up trying to come up with an excuse to leave.
Likes
Learning / Exploring
Chamomile
Hunting Birds
Understanding
Listening to Stories
Talking One on One
Praise / Being Right
Dislikes
Hunting Ground Mammals
Defense Practice
Being Doubted
Felines who are Wrong {but insist they're right}
Kits
Cats who Treat Anyone Unequally
Looks
A sort of thin tom about average height with slightly large paws and eyes. He has silver and grey classic tabby with white piebald covering his undersides, and his tail gets gradually darker with larger stripes. His eyes are sort of a pale marsh green with hints of yellow and his pupils are often dilated to their full extent.
Kin
Silvertail {father}
Sootfoot {mother}
Crush/Mate
Wasppaw
Other
Sorry... I can't decide, I listen to too many genres.

[img width=472 height=510]http://cutestuff.co/wp-content…kitten-e1375845177104.jpg[/img]

[img width=417 height=510]http://www.photoanswers.co.uk/…0/28/Alaskan-Malamute.jpg[/img]

Name
Feilen Notteroy {fea}
Age
Twenty One years Seven Months
Gender
Masculine/Male
Personality
Friendly ~ Optimistic ~ Playful ~ Childish ~ Protective ~ Loyal ~ Occaisonally Serious
Mate/Crush
None / None
Pups
None
Kin
None
Other
Malamute / Siberian Husky
6'1" / 138 lbs

Name
Charlie De Licorne
Age
Seventeen years Eight months
Weapon or Meister
Weapon {flamethrower}
Weapon of or Meister of
{open}
Looks
Charlie is pretty tall, standing at five feet none inches, there aren't many who can actually look down on Charlie. She's very straight, no curve, much like how flappers would make themselves, but is still sort of feminine. Charlie is very pale with light blonde hair, almost platinum blonde, that is cut in a messy pixie with some sort of Bobby Pin(s) forcing it to stay out of her face. She has royal blue eyes, often mistaken for violet, and because her eyelashes are so light, she often puts on a little bit of eyeliner, our she just skips sleeping for a day. Her wardrobe looks like a unicorn barfed on it, there's all sorts of clothing though mostly punk, meaning it's very colorful.
Personality
Friendly ~ Best Friend Type ~ Odd ~ Punk ~ Excitable ~ Laid Back ~ Sense of Humor ~ Wild Card
Crush/GF/BF
None / None / Nope.
Other
Her soul wavelength is incredibly hard to match, though it is very strong.
Being a flamethrower in weapon form, instead of actual shooting fire, it's compressed wavelength that expands the same way as fire does.

[img width=365 height=510]http://i690.photobucket.com/al…fc5fa4e93c3fc28b4880c.jpg[/img]

Name
”Charlie De Licorne, fancy right?”

Age
”Twenty one, about time too.”

Gender
”Whatever you prefer
bro.”
Biologically Female

Species
”I'm a Neko, but Neko is just cat in Japanese, but really I'm actually a fawn not a cat.”

Job/School
”I'm currently the owner of a clothing shop, inherited it, ya know?”

Sexuality
”Counting biological gender, I'm a lesbro.”

Personality
”Translate my middle and last name to English, it explains a lot.”
Friendly ~ Odd ~ Excitable ~ Best Friend Type ~ Punk ~ Opinionated ~ Insensitive ~ Daredevil ~ ”Majestic”

History
”Murr, I dunno, I was sort of a trouble child. Most of my memories are a blur of parties and police sirens, but eventually I had to be a little more serious because of inheriting the shop. It's pretty big after all so I don't want to slack off and have someone backstab me and take it.”

Likes
Skittles
Gaming
Comics
Smoking {out of habit}
Parties
LARPing
Nutella {who doesn't}

Dislikes
Watermelon
Business Meetings
Non Violent Video Games
Truffles
Work in General
Non Fiction

Crush
”Nuuu.”

Dating
”Nope!”

Married
”NEVAAAAAA!”

Talents
Beating Video Games
Sewing/Designing Clothes
Devouring Skittles
Piano/Keyboard

Other
Her antlers, ears, and tail look like this :33

Name
Feilen {fea}
fay-len

Rank
{Lead?} Warrior
though he wouldn't turn down a higher rank

Age
Three Years One Month

Gender
Masculine / Male

Personality
Despite his brutish appearance, Feilen is rather friendly, to his packmates that is. Towards those he's not familiar with Feilen can seem overly hostile, unless they intrigue him, and is likely to snap unless told otherwise by a higher ranking lupus. But violent tendencies towards the unknown aside, he's very easy to get along with and is very puppy like. Feilen finds no shame in trying to engage in playful combat with his packmates, though he doesn't always realize that he dwarfs most and it is not the most brilliant idea to take his offer. But with this youthful essence is his almost lack of capability to even act serious, so discussing the death of a packmate might not be his thing, if completely necessary Feilen will summon up the willpower to not start chasing after squirrels like a little pup. Respect is a very big part of Feilen, he demands it from those lower than him and will give out to those higher, of they are of equal rank but older, he will still show signs of submission. Even though he is very respectful towards mothers, he's likely to turn his nose in the air around pups and trainees, despite acting like one a majority of the time. He views Omegas and Loners as the lowest of the low, actually he likes loners more than omegas, and doesn't ever hesitate to put then in their place.

History
Feilen was once a member of a small mountain dwelling pack of grey wolves, because of the high altitudes the wolves which resided there were larger than the average wolf with expansive lungs and thick coats. Feilen ended up abnormally big, even amongst a pack of giants, he's one hundred sixty eight pounds versus his pack's average ninety eight and flatland dwellers' seventy six, and for that he was respected. As he grew older he was taught the strict ways of the pack and quickly moved up the ranks through combat, he was only two by the time he toke the place of beta and drove off the former one in celebration. But being so high up, it was to be expected that his position would be challenged. What Feilen did not expect however, was to be beaten. As with all high ranks who lost, he was given a scar that would last his entire lifetime and chased away from the territory. After joining the Eclipse Pack, he worked hard to prove himself and adjust to their less harsh ways. The scar inflicted upon banishment was across his throat and ended up leaving him voiceless.

Mate
None

Crush
None

Pups
None
not interested

Password
I Will Not Let Others Hurt Me