Post by vena sera ! on Aug 23, 2009 14:39:16 GMT -5
Name -- Weaselpaw
Age -- Ten moons
Gender -- Male
Alignment -- Good, but grudgingly so
Clan -- MireClan
Rank -- Apprentice
Picture -- Nah...
Appearance --
Weaselpaw reflects his name poorly; instead of the serpent-slaying rodent he was named after, he is modeled after their mortal enemies. He is shaped much like a snake, with a lean, muscled and tapered body with a smoothly streamlined figure and pelt, with a narrow and triangular head, brilliant, wicked eyes and a long, slender tail. He appears to be a sly cat, weasel-like in that respect, at least. His fur is dark gray, with black stripes, blending very well into one another, giving him a somewhat solid appearance, though he is still kind of clearly a tabby. One white dash on his chest contrasts entirely, for even his eyes are a steely, camouflaging gray-silver. He is of average height, and is clearly built for running and speed. Weaselpaw's hind legs are longer than his back legs, somewhat like a rabbit. Finally, his eyes... Weaselpaw's eyes are set at an average distance from each other. They, along with the rest of him, are a pearly gray, appearing silver in direct sunlight, but otherwise the monotonous smoke color of the rest of his body. If the world were gray like him, he would be magnificent at hiding out; unfortunately, his life is full of color, therefore he sticks out poorly in the daylight. At night, however, he appears a moving shadow, more so than a black cat because of the variety of his grays and ebonies.
Short Description -- a monotonous dark gray tabby tom with a snakelike body and sharp gray eyes
Personality --
Weaselpaw's personality makes up for what his appearance does not. He is slick, sly, and very crafty. Learning at an early age that in this world, you can't be honest, he lies with earnest and at every given opportunity. Some would say he was on a fast-track to hell, but he doesn't care. His moral values are what one would call severely lacking or perhaps nonexistant; he views killing, blackmail and blasphem as natural as breathing. This isn't entirely his fault, you see; his parents instilled these ideas in him as a kit, and it manifested and grew inside like a disease. He would poison to get his way; hell, he would so just about anything to get his way and still look good to the public.
Weaselpaw is an excellent politician, as well. He will win anyone to his side he can with a voice like silk and words that are just as smooth, if not more. He is convincing and comes off as honest, but the cats who run against him in any way, shape or form become his mortal enemies, whom he will dirty in any way possible. Instead of living with a strict honor to his Clan, MireClan, he is always assessing weaknesses and strengths of other possibilities, and is always open to change for the better.
Summary: Weaselpaw is smooth-talking, lying, backstabbing, convincing, two-faced and dishonest. Hey, go figure.
History --
((I'm so convinced to make him Freezingtail's son... hmm... yeahh.))
Freezingtail abandoned his Clan of MarshClan in cowardice, just before the Faithful Shadows and the Clans had the war that was their zenith. The son of Twistingstar and Dovewing and the littermate of Morninglight was not present when the Clans fell apart, and therefore did not know when Hauntedstar took over his father's place and mated with Morninglight and Mintleaf both. He had no idea of any of MarshClan's love rectangle, actually.
The dark gray tabby tom lived a life of scavengering, and when he passed no one noticed or cared. Behind him though lie a pregnant loner named Natalie whom he had met just before meeting his mysterious end. The she-cat had three kits whom she named Snake, Weasel and Hawk. They nursed alongside one another in peace for four moons, until their mother instilled in them dark and festerous ideas. Snake became violent, Weasel became sly, and Hawk became cowardly. Natalie knew of her mistake raising the kits, but she thought nothing of it, being very apathetic. Her three sons grew up quarreling, and when they were five moons Hawk fled the nest, with Snake and Weasel fighting alone. Natalie encouraged it. Eventually, both of the toms decided to join a Clan. Weasel chose MireClan just before he was old enough to be apprenticed, and when he left Natalie and Snake, he never turned back.
Lineage -- Father: Freezingtail [Dead]
Mother: Natalie [never rped]
Siblings: Hawk [never rped] and Snake [never rped]
RP Sample -- No...
(( Worst. Bio. Ever. Oh well. ;) ))
Age -- Ten moons
Gender -- Male
Alignment -- Good, but grudgingly so
Clan -- MireClan
Rank -- Apprentice
Picture -- Nah...
Appearance --
Weaselpaw reflects his name poorly; instead of the serpent-slaying rodent he was named after, he is modeled after their mortal enemies. He is shaped much like a snake, with a lean, muscled and tapered body with a smoothly streamlined figure and pelt, with a narrow and triangular head, brilliant, wicked eyes and a long, slender tail. He appears to be a sly cat, weasel-like in that respect, at least. His fur is dark gray, with black stripes, blending very well into one another, giving him a somewhat solid appearance, though he is still kind of clearly a tabby. One white dash on his chest contrasts entirely, for even his eyes are a steely, camouflaging gray-silver. He is of average height, and is clearly built for running and speed. Weaselpaw's hind legs are longer than his back legs, somewhat like a rabbit. Finally, his eyes... Weaselpaw's eyes are set at an average distance from each other. They, along with the rest of him, are a pearly gray, appearing silver in direct sunlight, but otherwise the monotonous smoke color of the rest of his body. If the world were gray like him, he would be magnificent at hiding out; unfortunately, his life is full of color, therefore he sticks out poorly in the daylight. At night, however, he appears a moving shadow, more so than a black cat because of the variety of his grays and ebonies.
Short Description -- a monotonous dark gray tabby tom with a snakelike body and sharp gray eyes
Personality --
Weaselpaw's personality makes up for what his appearance does not. He is slick, sly, and very crafty. Learning at an early age that in this world, you can't be honest, he lies with earnest and at every given opportunity. Some would say he was on a fast-track to hell, but he doesn't care. His moral values are what one would call severely lacking or perhaps nonexistant; he views killing, blackmail and blasphem as natural as breathing. This isn't entirely his fault, you see; his parents instilled these ideas in him as a kit, and it manifested and grew inside like a disease. He would poison to get his way; hell, he would so just about anything to get his way and still look good to the public.
Weaselpaw is an excellent politician, as well. He will win anyone to his side he can with a voice like silk and words that are just as smooth, if not more. He is convincing and comes off as honest, but the cats who run against him in any way, shape or form become his mortal enemies, whom he will dirty in any way possible. Instead of living with a strict honor to his Clan, MireClan, he is always assessing weaknesses and strengths of other possibilities, and is always open to change for the better.
Summary: Weaselpaw is smooth-talking, lying, backstabbing, convincing, two-faced and dishonest. Hey, go figure.
History --
((I'm so convinced to make him Freezingtail's son... hmm... yeahh.))
Freezingtail abandoned his Clan of MarshClan in cowardice, just before the Faithful Shadows and the Clans had the war that was their zenith. The son of Twistingstar and Dovewing and the littermate of Morninglight was not present when the Clans fell apart, and therefore did not know when Hauntedstar took over his father's place and mated with Morninglight and Mintleaf both. He had no idea of any of MarshClan's love rectangle, actually.
The dark gray tabby tom lived a life of scavengering, and when he passed no one noticed or cared. Behind him though lie a pregnant loner named Natalie whom he had met just before meeting his mysterious end. The she-cat had three kits whom she named Snake, Weasel and Hawk. They nursed alongside one another in peace for four moons, until their mother instilled in them dark and festerous ideas. Snake became violent, Weasel became sly, and Hawk became cowardly. Natalie knew of her mistake raising the kits, but she thought nothing of it, being very apathetic. Her three sons grew up quarreling, and when they were five moons Hawk fled the nest, with Snake and Weasel fighting alone. Natalie encouraged it. Eventually, both of the toms decided to join a Clan. Weasel chose MireClan just before he was old enough to be apprenticed, and when he left Natalie and Snake, he never turned back.
Lineage -- Father: Freezingtail [Dead]
Mother: Natalie [never rped]
Siblings: Hawk [never rped] and Snake [never rped]
RP Sample -- No...
(( Worst. Bio. Ever. Oh well. ;) ))