The broad-shouldered white tom had been waiting at the edge of the broken castle, amber eyes scanning the area for other cats.
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(Altair's a broad-shouldered white tom with sharp amber eyes)
The white tom had been sitting on a tree stump, watching the other cats. He stood, still as stone, in case one of these she-cats noticed him.
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IC: "Relax she-cats." Altaïr growled, from his perch on a small log. "You might scare all the prey away from here with all your bickering." The white tom narrowed his amber gaze.
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IC: The albino-white tom stepped out of the shadows, his sharp amber gaze scanning the white and black tom and let his claws unsheathe. His pelt felt hot, in spite of the ghostly appearance of the other tom.
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Altaïr flexed his claws. "Yes. Nice night." Then he looked at Takeo, and stared at him through glaring, amber eyes.
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"Why don't you stay in your own business?" Altaïr shot back at Azure, showing his teeth in a snarl.
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Altaïr glanced at Radioactive. "No, we don't have any." He walked away from the group, sitting alone in the darkness, eyes gleaming.
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///Everyone that wants to plot with Altaïr is welcomed! Just request what kind of plot you wanna do with him.
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Altaïr grunted. "I'm fine." He crouched low, watching the other cats, lashing his long tail.
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Anyone wanna do any plots with Altaïr? He is a handsome, broad-shouldered white tom with a scar on his top and lower lip and sharp, amber eyes.
Open
Friends
Allies
Enemies
Mating
Major injuries
Crippling
CapturingClosed
Killing
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The white tom decided to keep his distance from the others and hid inside the bush, only his amber eyes were seen.
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OOC: Username: The Marionette(Real Account)
Activity: High
Name: Altaïr Ibn-la'ahad
Nickname: None
Age: 35 Moons
Breed: Mixed
Gender: Tom
Persona: Altaïr is a very shy and misunderstood tom. He hates when other cats take pity on him or get concerned about him because he feels he is alone in the world. So he thinks he has no time for friends, a mate, or kits.
History: Altaïr was raised by his mother, a stray, since his father abandoned her to take care of the kits herself. When Leaf-bare came, his mother took all her kits to a Twoleg house but Altaïr did not care for the life of a Kittypet so he left and became a stray.
Role: None
What Are You?: Stray/Rouge
Parents: Maud(Mother)
Umar(Father)
Kin: Deceased
Crush: Dezere
Mate: Open
Offspring: None
Appearance In Words: Handsome, broad-shouldered, white tom with a scar on his mouth and sharp, amber eyes.
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"Calm down." Altaïr hissed softly. "No one is killing another cat." He curled his lip, the scar on his lip stung but he paid no attention to the pain.
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///Are we starting the role-play or not?
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"Oh and who's gonna stop me from leaving?" Altaïr snorted angrily. "You?" The white tom hated when other cats gave him orders.
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///How about your character gets attacked by a Fox and Altaïr comes along, scaring the Fox away?
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"I am leaving if you like it or not." Altaïr replied bluntly.
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Altaïr walked through the storm, his coat was drenched and he was very tired. He would pass out if he didn't rest soon. Soon, the cave came into his view and he attempted to run to the cave and crashed to the floor of it, passing out cold.
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The handsome, broad-shouldered, white tom was sitting on a rock, watching the other cats around him, lashing his tail to warn them to stay away. He had no interest in taking a mate very quickly.
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Altaïr was bored of sitting around all day, not interacting with anyone or anything. He curled up in a tight ball and closed his eyes, breathing softly.