Post by Amber on Aug 27, 2010 20:44:08 GMT -5
Name:
Rookpaw
Gender:
Tom
Age:
8 1/2 Moons
Clan:
ShadowClan
Rank:
Apprentice
Mentor:
Yup
Love Interest:
Not quite...
Kin:
Whiteflower - Mother (NPC)
Darkpelt - Father (NPC)
Snowpaw - Brother (Adoptable)
Description:
Rookpaw is the complete opposite of his brother, Snowpaw. The two may be brothers, and it would be hard to tell just by looking at them. Snowpaw is white, like the snow during leaf-bare, while Rookpaw is black like the night. Both toms have short, sleek fur which they inherited from both parents. Most of the time his fur is kept neat and clean, but there are times when his black fur turns brown from the dirt and mud he encounters while playing with his brother. He always tries to remember groom his pelt, so that he stays neat and clean, but his memory will escape him sometimes, after a long day's work and will stay dusty brown.
Next we come to his eyes. They are a brilliant golden yellow color that looks very similar to the sun. It's somewhat ironic that a tom as black as night has eyes that look like what a cat sees during the morning.
The tom isn't by far a small cat, but he isn't in the large range either, putting him directly in the middle, the perfect size for his age. Now that he has gone through a moon and a half of training he is becoming quite muscular and it is beginning to show his effort in training. The tom is usually looking toward the ground and slumping so his average size might seem a bit small at first glance.
At the young age of five moons, the tom was battling a little too hard with his brother and received a slash on his back. It continued to get infected with all his rough playing, and eventually left a scar. Although it happened when he was a kit, he likes to think of it as a battle wound.
Next we come to his eyes. They are a brilliant golden yellow color that looks very similar to the sun. It's somewhat ironic that a tom as black as night has eyes that look like what a cat sees during the morning.
The tom isn't by far a small cat, but he isn't in the large range either, putting him directly in the middle, the perfect size for his age. Now that he has gone through a moon and a half of training he is becoming quite muscular and it is beginning to show his effort in training. The tom is usually looking toward the ground and slumping so his average size might seem a bit small at first glance.
At the young age of five moons, the tom was battling a little too hard with his brother and received a slash on his back. It continued to get infected with all his rough playing, and eventually left a scar. Although it happened when he was a kit, he likes to think of it as a battle wound.
Personality:
Rookpaw is a sweet little cat, if you can ever get him to open up to you. He is very quiet, hardly speaking to others. He will spoke if asked a question, or if a family member strikes up a question with him. He is always looking for approval from his father, wanting to be praised or just to be acknowledged. He is very good at learning new things, and very attentive to others.
The tom is a good listener, whether to his mentor or to others. Anyone with a problem he will listen to, and he may not have an answer, but he will listen. And he isn't disrespectful at all, he won't interrupt, waiting until the speaker is done, before even thinking about speaking himself.
Though he listens to others, he has trouble expressing his own emotions. He is very cautious and keeps everything to himself. Rookpaw will only express his feelings to his brother, Snowpaw. Even then he still feels awful that he even expresses his hurt and anguish to his brother, it does make him feel a little better. Rookpaw wants to act tough for his dad, but he tends to come off a bit antisocial instead.
The tom is a good listener, whether to his mentor or to others. Anyone with a problem he will listen to, and he may not have an answer, but he will listen. And he isn't disrespectful at all, he won't interrupt, waiting until the speaker is done, before even thinking about speaking himself.
Though he listens to others, he has trouble expressing his own emotions. He is very cautious and keeps everything to himself. Rookpaw will only express his feelings to his brother, Snowpaw. Even then he still feels awful that he even expresses his hurt and anguish to his brother, it does make him feel a little better. Rookpaw wants to act tough for his dad, but he tends to come off a bit antisocial instead.
History:
Rookpaw was born into ShadowClan to two senior warriors, Whiteflower and Darkpelt. The two warriors had been mates for over twenty moons, but had not thought about kits. Yes, they had been discussed but it was always a brief conversation that always ended with putting them off. It finally came a time when Whiteflower told her mate that she really wanted kits, although Darkpelt would have loved to pass, he knew they were both getting older and his mate really wanted to have kits.
A few moons later Whiteflower gave birth to two sons, Snowkit and Rook-kit. The queen couldn't have been more proud, she was thrilled to see two bundles of fur at her side. Darkpelt, had mixed feelings. He originally was proud to see his two sons, but the doubt kicked in and he didn't want anything to do with them.
Rook-kit grew up with his brother, playing and just enjoying life, oblivious that his father wanted nothing to do with him. He was content with just having his brother and mother around. As he grew, he soon became aware that his father didn't want him, and felt that it was his fault. Rook-kit just wanted his father's approval, and so he became a quiet little kit, who kept his feelings to himself. The only cat he would really talk with was his brother.
Nursery life continued, and soon the two brothers became apprentices. Rookpaw couldn't believe that time had flown so fast and he was eager to start training so that he could prove to his father that he was strong. His father soon approached the two toms and wished for an opportunity back in their lives. Rookpaw was stunned, all his life he had wanted his father to be in his life, but now he was unsure. To this day he still struggles with this decision, and is still quiet and reserved.
A few moons later Whiteflower gave birth to two sons, Snowkit and Rook-kit. The queen couldn't have been more proud, she was thrilled to see two bundles of fur at her side. Darkpelt, had mixed feelings. He originally was proud to see his two sons, but the doubt kicked in and he didn't want anything to do with them.
Rook-kit grew up with his brother, playing and just enjoying life, oblivious that his father wanted nothing to do with him. He was content with just having his brother and mother around. As he grew, he soon became aware that his father didn't want him, and felt that it was his fault. Rook-kit just wanted his father's approval, and so he became a quiet little kit, who kept his feelings to himself. The only cat he would really talk with was his brother.
Nursery life continued, and soon the two brothers became apprentices. Rookpaw couldn't believe that time had flown so fast and he was eager to start training so that he could prove to his father that he was strong. His father soon approached the two toms and wished for an opportunity back in their lives. Rookpaw was stunned, all his life he had wanted his father to be in his life, but now he was unsure. To this day he still struggles with this decision, and is still quiet and reserved.
Other:
I still have to pee....
Roleplay Example:
Beechkit: *grins and looks at Rookpaw*
[/center]I still have to pee....
Roleplay Example:
Beechkit: *grins and looks at Rookpaw*
