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Post by Nickysaurus on Nov 16, 2009 19:00:44 GMT -5
Name: Nightwhisper
Gender: Tom
Clan: ThunderClan
Rank: Warrior
Age: 19 Moons
Personality:
Nightwhisper is young, but he fully embraces the beauty and power of his youth. He isn’t a know-it-all, he isn’t thingyy, and he respects the hell out of his elders (he got his share of tongue-lashings as an apprentice). He’s normally levelheaded and likes to be tough, act like a man, but sometimes he bites off a little more than he can chew in certain situations. He can be skittish, but he likes to put up a brave veneer. More shy than outgoing, Nightwhisper liked being reasonably social – talking with friends, hunting and patrolling with them – but when it comes to she-cats he’s fatally nervous. He stammers and his mind goes blank and he blurts out, well, anything. Especially to pretty cats that he may have a crush on.
Appearance:
Nightwhisper is a jet-black American shorthair. He’s medium-sized, a little small for a male, but formidable nonetheless. He has powerful legs and large paws. He’s thin, agile and lithe with plenty of muscle. His tail is long, coat usually soft and thick. He has piercing golden eyes, able to burn with anger, passion and hatred and able to melt with warmth, caring and compassion.
History:
Nightwhisper is a scorned lover; used and then abandoned. His antics are quite the scandal around ThunderClan. Normally a responsible young cat, recently his common sense abandoned him and he began seeing a she-cat from ShadowClan. Sorrelfeather was a beautiful, whimsical cat that caught his eye at a gathering and since that night they’d been inseparable. He was dedicated, enamored and borderline obsessed, and she told him that she was just as nuts about him. Then she told Nightwhisper she was pregnant, and Nightwhisper was actually overjoyed.
Then she told him that the kits weren’t his. That crushed him a little bit. She said that Nightwhisper was “just something to do” because she was bored, and she was really in love with a nameless, faceless rogue whom Nightwhisper couldn’t care less about. She ran off with him, and that was the last Nightwhisper had seen of her. Of course, word had spread, and since she left him barely half a moon ago he’s still in mourning. It wasn’t real love. Only “kitty love,” but it still hurt.
RP example: N/A
Anything else:
Nightwhisper has isolated himself, and become a bit of a loner ever since his lover left him. But for some reason, one of his friends has become close to him. Maybe this warrior could be his saving grace?
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