You've come to view my little Prowlers, huh? Feel free to have a look around And let me know if one of my kitties draws your interest ~I live for plotting~
- I am certainly a muscular tom, and I have been through my fair share of fights. However, I have naught a scratch on my wonderful, pale ginger pelt. Goes to say something, does it not? Height wise, I am maybe a tad taller than your average tom, but I am not considered excessively large in that sense. Still, based on the simple way I hold myself: my head and tail high, my chest always expanded, and knowing gleam in my golden, amber gaze.. Well, it’s easy to see why some find me to be an intimidating figure. The light orange shading of my felt is overlaid with scattered striping of light browns and darker shades of orange as well as the occasional cream-colored patch. My underside and tail-tip both have this same shade of creamy coloring.
Personality:
Proud • Decisive • Charming
- There is not a cat ignorant enough to deny my love and loyalty for RiverClan. It shows in everything I do, and even manages to reflect itself in how I walk and my day-to-day confident aura. You will never see me deny that I am a proud tom, I know it, and quite frankly, I deserve to be. I hold myself well, and carry an air of authority and set decisiveness. If you ever need a quick decision to be made, feel free to ask me, because not only will I be able to give you a swift, sure answer, but I have never regretted the outcome of my decisions, and I never look back on them. I live in the present, while also keeping a keen eye on the future. But, of course, the only future that matters is RiverClan’s.
Within my own Clan, I come across as charming and thoughtful, but I am also well-known for my ability to know when it is time to be serious, and I always have been. However, I do enjoy playing jokes on the kits, making sure the RiverClan elders are properly spoiled, attending apprentice training secessions (even if they are not my apprentice- they are still the future of the Clan, yes?), and of course sharing tongues and relaxing with my Clanmates. As a whole, inside the boundaries of RiverClan I am a very pleasant and warm tom, although quick to appropriate any behavior I deem to be improper. And no, I have no trouble calling a cat out by name: if I think it will enforce a point. I am very quick to speak my mind, and I can admit that I am close-minded, I stand firmly behind my set values, and I will speak my opinions with authority, regardless of who I am talking to: kit, queen, or leader (although, I must say, elders are an exception, they deserve nothing but respect).
This brings me to another point. Something few RiverClan cats know about me- save for Ripplestrike. I don’t give a piece of crowfood’s hind end for any other clans. They simply don’t measure up to RiverClan, and as my dear mentor always said, those who are unfit do not deserve to live. Natural selection, yes? Do not expect me to offer my paw in aid to any other clans, or individual cats, which have fallen on hard times. Nor do I choose to ever associate with these other cats, not even at Gatherings. Harsh? Maybe to you. But Ripplestrike and I see things the same way. Outside of RiverClan, I am known as more of a brute- and if you do not fear, respect, or hate me, well, we’ll see how long that lasts.
History:
- What are you looking for here? Some sort of explanation of why my morals are slightly skewed? Of why my personality is the way it is? Well, my friend, I am sorry to disappoint you. There is little to say about my history- apart from a few choice secrets, but those are for me and Ripplestrike alone. Maybe, one day, you will have the honor of hearing about them: but that day is not today.
Of course, I was born of pure RiverClan blood. What else did you expect? My mother and father were both warriors- and I was a part of my mother’s sole litter. She hated being confined to the nursery.. I’m sure my father got an earful about that. Anyways, they have both since passed. The only interesting, and perhaps influential, portion of my history revolves around my apprenticeship. Ripplestrike and I were trained together by the same mentor: a bold, fierce RiverClan warrior who was unfortunately lost to starvation during the plagues. But, I am indebted to everything she taught me, including introducing the idea of “only the strongest deserve to survive” to Ripplestrike and me. Now, we as a pair already possessed most of our own morals, but between the two of us, and our mentor, they were only enforced. Afterall, RiverClan is most certainly the strongest and most apt Clan, so only she deserves to prosper, correct? Well, there is not much more to say here- other than that this is how Ripplestrike and I came to be close friends, and we continue to work together well.
-Ripplestrike: I do believe I've already mentioned him rather frequently, have I not? Well, he is a strong RiverClan warrior and old friend of mine: the only one who really knows both sides of me.
Indifference
-Bonekit: While she is a member of RiverClan, she does not share our bloodline: I am not the kind of tom to tease or shame, but until she can prove to me that she deserves to represent our Clan, she will not gain my attention.
Are you not standing right in front of me? You can’t just.. look yourself? Really? Fine. I am obviously a dark-grey colored tom, although I come across as mostly black when I am in the shade: the only part of my pelt that really stands out well is the silver stripe along my back, and the corresponding patch on my chest. However, when the sunlight shines just right upon my coat, then the stripes which are only a shade darker than the rest of my fur, become visible. An.. Wait, what? Yes- yes those are scars from a snake on my forehead. Yes, it was poisonous.. Of course it hurt, how in StarClan do you think it didn’t? Anyways. Yes, I got my name after I was bitten by a snake on the forehead, and I still have the scars to prove it. I am also a very large cat, both in muscular girth and in height, and I use to my advantage well and often. My pale yellow/green eyes are usually narrowed, and my ears pinned back. Force of habit, I suppose. I’ve been told I tend to walk with a bit of hunch sometimes too, particularly if I’m upset, or grouchy, or angry.. Which is most of the time.
History:
Personality:
Reserved • Grouchy • Loyal
-You mean, you want me to sit here and talk about myself? … I’ll do what I can. Let’s see.. It does seem to be a common joke among my ThunderClan kin to say that I would have been better off born in ShadowClan. As, amusing, as that is.. my loyalty remains strictly with ThunderClan.. Even if I cannot argue that there is some truth to their words. I am a rather grumpy tom, I must admit. No, why would I want you to play with those kits right across from where I’m trying to nap? Go do that somewhere else. I also, would really rather not have your help: even if you’re the medicine cat. I’ve already had to spend enough time being cared for after I got bitten, and I don’t care to do it again. Please leave me to care for myself, and don’t worry, I will still be inclined to help you one day if you need it. I may be a snippy old badger, but I don’t mind helping ThunderClan in any way I can, and I prefer getting something done as opposed to lying about all day.
Oh, and I do have to say, it’s not wise to throw your opinions at me. I don’t take it well, and I honestly don’t care to hear it. Most likely, you will end up just starting a brawl: my temper is not something I usually care to control. Along those same lines, I tend to be rather sarcastic and snarky, and I must admit I usually do love banter, especially with Aspenfall. Stubbornness also runs deeply through me: I am not an easy cat to move, in any sense of the phrase. Once I set my mind on something, I stick to it, and I will see it through to the end. Even if that end seems unobtainable or fatal.
Okay. Can I be done now? I feel like I need to go do.. Something actually productive… -incoherent grumbling-
-Stress -StarClan, apparently: is a bit of luck too much for a she-cat to ask for?
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╒The Basics------╕ ---The Basics---
Name: Duchess Gender: Female Clan: Moi? Oh my, you poor dearie. You must be dense. Title: Princess Speaks In: FAABE5
╒The Details------╕ ---The Details---
Description: While is it not very lady-like to brag, I must say, I am one gorgeous she-cat. My fur is bushy and white, so well kept that it catches the sunlight with a silky, silvery reflection and is so very soft and pleasant to the touch. Of course, how could I not carry myself properly? I take small, dainty steps, careful to avoid places that may taint my fair coat, and I never break my posture, dearie, never. It is so unfortunate when I see other ladies slouch and stomp about. Get yourself together, girls. Ahem. Back to me. My twolegs and I found it appropriate to don my elegant neck with a big pink bow: fits rather nicely, yes? So sophisticated! Some cats really underestimate the good taste and intelligence of twoleg servants.. My eyes are as pleasantly blue as the summer sky, and my nose and ears tinted with just the lightest shade of rosy pink. Please, dearie, do try and contain your jealousy, it is not becoming~ History: Well, I'm afraid that my history would come across as rather droll to all you big and bad clan cats, with your oh-so hard lives. Our twoleg servants have raised and pampered my brother, Abraham, and me for as long as I can remember. Why no, I don't see anything wrong with it. We are happy and cared for, and we get our amusement from tormenting these new wild cats. Personality:
Royal • Prissy • Perfectionist
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Strengths:
Beauty • Pride • Insults
Weaknesses:
Defensive • Anti-Dirt • Holier-Than-Thou
╒The Affiliates------╕ ---The Affiliates---
Family: Abraham, my dear twin brother. You will never find a better specimen of a gentleman! Mentor: Oh-ho, no dearie. No one needs to be trained in natural beauty~ Mate: A tom that can meet my standards? I suppose it may be possible. Relations:
Friends
-Abraham: What would I ever do, without my brother beside me? I can't imagine it. Such a handsome and charming tom, it's no wonder we're related.
Indifference
-No one: Why yes, you can bet I have some sort of an opinion of you, and you probably know what it is.
Enemies
-Cocky Clan Cats: What a dirty, brutish way of life. I really don't understand it. Why, oh yes, you've caught a mouse, haven't you? But look, My applause is missing! Oh, if only it weren't for this delicious bowl of cream, currently occupying my attention.
- Hawkheather: I suppose, since we were raised in such similar situations.. The she-cat has managed to take to me in a friendly manner. I don't mind humoring her when I'm in the proper mood.
Indifference
- Usually, just about everyone
Enemies
- I do believe that most of SkyClan is not fond of me
-Ripplestrike/Palefire: Both of my old apprentices! And, I couldn't be more proud. You do realize I am the one who taught them everything they know, right? ... Well, everything important. Is no wonder they've managed to grow into two handsome and fierce RiverClan toms.
Indifference
-Anymore, probably a good portion of the RiverClan.. I only tend to associate with my old friends, and that list is beginning to dwindle in number
Enemies
-Oh, I'm sure I've made at least one or two over the years..
- People learn very quickly not to turn their back on me. I am not above attacking you from behind, should I decide you deserve it. Now, yes, this normally only goes for cats in other Clans, but don't for a second believe that I would not ambush another Shadowclan cat, should the circumstances be appropriate... I don't have much tolerance for stupidity, or anything else really.. Now, before I go painting blacker picture of myself than I believe I deserve, let me say that I am not all bad. I'm normally only sour in extreme situations, and otherwise I can be rather quiet, but only because I like to listen. At least to remotely intelligent conversations. I do not start arguments over nothing- I'd rather just give the conversation a cold shoulder or turn and walk away. I do not care for pointless, over heated arguments, they get no where. With that being said, why yes, I can be quite the entertaining conversationalist whenever I'm properly provoked. However, you will have to give me some time to warm up to you before you see any other sides of me. While I make not be exactly.. self-sacrificing.. I do feel a closer attachment to the cats of my Clan than I may show, and I would never betray my Clan, even despite my high level of self-preservation instincts. I love being a ShadowClan cat, I fit in well here, where other cats typically don't judge my more "underhanded" fighting style as cowardess: I am a small cat, I do what I have to in order to assure both me and my clan preserve, even if that means pouncing on an unsuspecting cat from another clan, or tossing dirt into his or her eyes. I am more respectful and polite towards she-cats than I am toms, it seems to just come naturally, and I am not quite sure why they find favor in my eyes, for I have no desire to take a mate or kit anytime soon.. Speaking of kits, I bet you're wondering, how am I with them? Well.. heh heh.. I suppose I'm not the worse. I find myself a bit awkward around them, but if need-be I could entertain one.
I pretty much do a good job of carrying on that good ol' ShadowClan stereotype, yes?
