Name: Skunkcloud
Age: 15 moons
Gender: Male
Rank: Warrior
Personality: He knows loyalty when it pertains to blood family and blood family alone. Distrustful of even his Clanmates, probably rightfully so. In his eyes, no one acts with selfless motives and should be accordingly regarded. Blunt and abrasive when addressed- brutally honest and sees no issue with it. He’s fine with taking advice, but he’s constructing an alternate plan all his own at the same time. He absolute cannot stand pathetic facades and cats themselves that exist under falsities. Once someone is uncovered as the liar or two-face they really are, he promptly discards them from his life and potentially life in totality. When needed, he kills guiltlessly with efficiency and without question.
Clan: ForestClan
Mentor/Apprentice: He is free.
Description: Muscular solid silver tom with abnormally excessive ankle fluff drooping down over his paws. Black fur just beneath his eyes that looks like running teardrops. The black stripe on his back streams down his flanks in ragged shreds.
History: Not too much. His parents were recently struck down by the illness and he grieved typically. Now his beloved sister’s got it and that’s what has struck desperate motivation in his heart.
Mate/Crush: None atm.
Kits: N/A
Parents: Clawtooth and Pebblestreak
Siblings: Cinderlight
Grandparents: Unremembered
Other Kin: He doesn’t care to keep track.
If I believe your cat is right for the prophecy, would you like to be a part of it?: ForestClan's second one, just maybe. :3
Roleplay Example (Read rules first):
"Skunkcloud, just go.” The emaciated she-cat heaved a ragged sigh and turned to the wall, praying that her brother didn’t tune into her labored breathing and force them both back to square zero. “StarClan proclaimed it to you directly. You can’t stay here uselessly tending to me when you’re needed elsewhere. Stop stalling.”
"Cinderlight, no,” Skunkcloud protested, worming his way into her face once more.
He winced as she collapsed at his touch and let her head loll away from him. He could feel his heart drop hard in his chest as her dangerous condition yet again reiterated itself against his weak denial.
"Did you not hear just me?” Cinderlight abruptly jerked upward and staggered up to him. Skunkcloud winced as her foul breathe wafted into his nostrils. She hadn’t been able to keep food down in so long… too long…
“Go! Go!" Her paw flashed out to collide with his muzzle just before she fell to her belly, wheezing.
He moved forward, but was stopped in his tracks by her glare.
His fur ruffled and lifted, as if her pupils were seeping into his and poisoning his entire system with their jarring intensity.
“Dare remain here and I disown you as my brother.”
There was no mishearing the venomous threat in even her failing voice.
Skunkcloud wheeled out of the den and took off down the most questionable path of his life.
Other: It’s ya missing boi.
Username: HeavensHens88
Age: 15 moons
Gender: Male
Rank: Warrior
Personality: He knows loyalty when it pertains to blood family and blood family alone. Distrustful of even his Clanmates, probably rightfully so. In his eyes, no one acts with selfless motives and should be accordingly regarded. Blunt and abrasive when addressed- brutally honest and sees no issue with it. He’s fine with taking advice, but he’s constructing an alternate plan all his own at the same time. He absolute cannot stand pathetic facades and cats themselves that exist under falsities. Once someone is uncovered as the liar or two-face they really are, he promptly discards them from his life and potentially life in totality. When needed, he kills guiltlessly with efficiency and without question.
Clan: ForestClan
Mentor/Apprentice: He is free.
Description: Muscular solid silver tom with abnormally excessive ankle fluff drooping down over his paws. Black fur just beneath his eyes that looks like running teardrops. The black stripe on his back streams down his flanks in ragged shreds.
History: Not too much. His parents were recently struck down by the illness and he grieved typically. Now his beloved sister’s got it and that’s what has struck desperate motivation in his heart.
Mate/Crush: None atm.
Kits: N/A
Parents: Clawtooth and Pebblestreak
Siblings: Cinderlight
Grandparents: Unremembered
Other Kin: He doesn’t care to keep track.
If I believe your cat is right for the prophecy, would you like to be a part of it?: ForestClan's second one, just maybe. :3
Roleplay Example (Read rules first):
"Skunkcloud, just go.” The emaciated she-cat heaved a ragged sigh and turned to the wall, praying that her brother didn’t tune into her labored breathing and force them both back to square zero. “StarClan proclaimed it to you directly. You can’t stay here uselessly tending to me when you’re needed elsewhere. Stop stalling.”
"Cinderlight, no,” Skunkcloud protested, worming his way into her face once more.
He winced as she collapsed at his touch and let her head loll away from him. He could feel his heart drop hard in his chest as her dangerous condition yet again reiterated itself against his weak denial.
"Did you not hear just me?” Cinderlight abruptly jerked upward and staggered up to him. Skunkcloud winced as her foul breathe wafted into his nostrils. She hadn’t been able to keep food down in so long… too long…
“Go! Go!" Her paw flashed out to collide with his muzzle just before she fell to her belly, wheezing.
He moved forward, but was stopped in his tracks by her glare.
His fur ruffled and lifted, as if her pupils were seeping into his and poisoning his entire system with their jarring intensity.
“Dare remain here and I disown you as my brother.”
There was no mishearing the venomous threat in even her failing voice.
Skunkcloud wheeled out of the den and took off down the most questionable path of his life.
Other: It’s ya missing boi.
Username: HeavensHens88
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