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  • DYING LIGHT // CHARACTER GALLERY

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    Full Name » Citypaw Caito-Faulkner-Ferris-Hadrian-Winchester-Hachimitsu-Resurgam-Brides
    Name Meaning » N/A
    Nicknames » City
    Past Names » Citykit
    [hr][hr][font=georgia]Age » 8 months
    Birthday » June 8, 2014
    Alliance » WindClan
    Past Alliances » N/A
    Rank » Apprentice
    Past Ranks » Kitten
    Current body » Domestic feline; mint green eyes, dark cream / ginger tabby pelt, lanky frame, long legs
    [hr][hr][font=georgia]Biological Gender » Male
    Gender Identity » Male
    Sexual Orientation » Heterosexual
    Relationship Status » Single
    [hr][hr][font=georgia]Parents » NPC + NPC, adopted by Polarispride
    Siblings » TBA
    Offspring » N/A
    Partner » N/A
    Generation » One
    [hr][hr][font=georgia]Powers » Ability to absorb spirits (0/9), pelt color manipulation, telepathy
    Playlist » WIP
    Goals » Have him become a semi-HP
    Have him become an HP
    Have him date at least one female
    Have him date at least five females
    Have him date at least ten females
    Have him father at least one litter
    Have him father at least five litters


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  • YOUR LOVE'S A FUCKING DRAG // OPEN, MEET AND GREET

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    WindClan seemed like a reasonable enough place to live, and the lanky tomcat thought that he could actually enjoy his time here. The only problem was that he knew absolutely no one, and it kind of sucked (not that he cared or anything, of course). After contemplating what he should do about his problem for a good five minutes, he came to the conclusion that a standard meet and greet would be the best way to learn his clanmates' names.


    The ginger tabby tomcat padded into the middle of the camp, leaping atop a small boulder and settling himself on top of it. He surveyed the area, minty oculars narrowing slightly as they did so. "If anyone would like the honor of getting to know me, come here!" he called, flicking his tail tip.

  • WE'RE CHASING THE SUN — open

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    To him, the sky seemed like one of the most ridiculous things to be afraid of. It couldn't exactly throw a punch at you, and it seemed to be so far away, it couldn't even hurt you if it tried its damnedest. Padding over with his head slightly angled towards the wild blue yonder, the adopted son of Polarispride took a seat, minty gaze lingering a moment more before shifting over to examine those who were already seated. "What's so interesting about the sky, anyways?" Citypaw asked, quirking an eyebrow. "Like, it's so.. boring."

  • YOUR LOVE'S A FUCKING DRAG // OPEN, MEET AND GREET

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    Hey, people actually cared to show up! Cool. Attention flickering down to those that began to surround him, the tomcat would twitch his ears, taking in the names of those who gave them up. "Nice," he responded, a lopsided smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Name's Citypaw Caito. Actually, my full name is Citypaw Caito-Faulkner-Ferris-Hadrian-Winchester-Hachimitsu-Resurgam-Brides, but, uh, Citypaw Caito is probably the easiest thing to remember." Yes, his name was a mouthful, but because of that, it made him feel that more important. Whoops.

  • BLUE VEINS \\ open

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    Rain: one of the sure signs that spring was here. It was quite refreshing, really, after months of that god-awful show shit, so he wasn't sure why everyone was complaining - except for the fact that rain tended to make a mess out of everything. The apprentice-aged feline had been out exploring the territory, as he wasn't too familiar with it yet, when the first fat drops of rain splattered on his pelt, causing him to go stiff. Great, he was going to get stuck out here in a rainstorm.


    "Goddamnit," Citypaw grumbled, glancing upwards to the sky overhead, finding that it had swirled into a blue-gray color. The lanky make turned and began to book it back to camp, only making it halfway before it all began to come down, soaking his dark cream pelt in seconds. He narrowed his eyes, spotting Discord just ahead of him. She was still unfamiliar to him, but she was a clanmate; it wouldn't hurt to try and strike up a conversation, would it? "Hey!" he called, darting over to catch up to the serval. "Where the hell did all of this rain come from?!"

  • WE CHAINED OUR HEARTS IN VAIN + open

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    "Why the hell are you so happy?" came the questioning tone of Citypaw as he sauntered forward, quirking an eyebrow at the female. He was still fairly new to the clan, so he had no idea about her injured limbs or anything.


    ( no muse oops )

  • crushed veneer == weekly tasks 4-11th

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    The young male wasn't particularly thrilled about being bossed around, but he figured he needed something to do, so he padded over anyways. He tilted his head upwards to face Discord, tail tip twitching. "I'll take a task."

  • LOVE ME LIKE YOU DO | announcements

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    "Noted, and congratu-fucking-lations," came the cool-sounding call of Citypaw as he trotted over, tail flicking as he did so.

  • lay me down - living legend, 10 people needed

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    Playing childish games didn't really interest him, but he had nothing better to do, so why the hell not? "I'll join in," the adopted son of Polarispride commented, trotting over on lanky legs.

  • WITH THE STARS IN OUR EYES — open

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    Throwing rocks down the mountainside? A strange choice of activity to do in your pass time, but whatever. Padding over and plopping his rear end down near the others, he would flick an ear in amusement. "What's next? Are you going to throw yourself down after them?" Citypaw asked, flickering his mint green gaze from the terrain over to Jax.

  • plotting with steamy

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    i used to have a character in windclan named steampunk oooooo
    idk, maybe steam could crush on citypaw for a little bit, but then she realizes that he's a jerk lmao ?? or maybe they could be frenemies ??

  • WEEP LITTLE LION MAN + open

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    So what she caught prey? It was necessary to do so in order to survive, so it wasn't like it was special. Flicking his ear as he padded over, the long-legged son of Polarispride would examine the squirrel and mouse corpses, and found that his stomach was beginning to grumble. "Mind if I swipe one of these?" Citypaw asked, reaching forward to grab the squirrel.

  • CHARACTER SURVEY

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    this is a really neat idea
    mind if i use it in shadowclan ??
    i'll give you credit, of course


    is your character based on anyone;; very loosely off of tony caito from the movie "adventures in the sin bin"
    what does your character sound like;; bo burnham
    what instrument would your character be;; a french horn ??
    what is your character's zodiac sign;;
    cool fact about your character;;
    what would your character's school label be;; that one guy who's kinda-sorta popular, and gets all the chicks
    most defining trait of your character;; he's kind of a sarcastic lil bitch tbh
    what household item would your character be;; a spoon
    what would your character's phobia be;; autophobia, the fear of being isolated or alone (not to be physically alone, but believe that they are being ignored, unloved, threatened by intruders, etc.)

  • pink champange on ice ; open

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    "What's this? A gathering for kittens?" came the voice of Citypaw as he made an appearance, drawing his minty gaze across the faces of the three. "How fun." Of course, he was here now, so if it were a gathering of kittens, he would be a kitten himself. Ugh. "What are you all talking about? How to pick flowers?" he asked, flopping down near Graphitekit. His question wasn't very serious, it was more sarcastic than anything, but if you took it the wrong way, it was your mistake.

  • DONT HOLD BACK ON YOUR LIFE | open

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    "Space is a whole lot of.. nothing," the long-legged apprentice sighed as he padded over, plopping himself down near the others. The idea of all those stars and galaxies was a boring concept to him.

  • n[o] more bullets ── medic needed ── and the embers are dead

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    Though he was an arrogant asshole, he did care about the well-being of most of his clanmates. The lanky apprentice had stuffing his face with prey when he heard the deputy's cries for help, and instantly, he leaped to his paws, abandoning the half-eaten robin carcass as he darted across the clearing towards Discord. "What the hell happened?!" Citypaw called, skidding to a halt near Bloomingskies. Damn, they looked horrible. His wide, mint green gaze flickered from Discord to Mark, and he wondered how in the world they got so beaten up.