Post by ♦ ｔｈｅ ｍａｉｄ ♦ on Mar 4, 2015 3:11:16 GMT 2
Username: themaid // The Maid
Character name: Mothsun
Gender: Tom Cat
Age: 26 Moons
Soul Animal: The Comet Moth // Argema Mitteri
Rank: Warrior
Physical Description: Mothsun, a sleek and shortfurred tom, has a very appealing pelt colour in him. While it is rather bright and obvious, it can help him in his own situations. His base fur color is a gorgeous yellow-cream hue that makes him stand out quite a bit in the camp and in the territory, and dappling over his pelt are brown speckles and stripes. This odd pelt design, strangely enough, all comes from his chimera animal- the Comet Moth. He, himself, isn't too pleased with natures plan given to him, however a clear up are the antennae resting on his head, in front of his ears. Cream colored like his pelt, they look rather funny on him in general. Mothsun was a very nice build, kind of small with a good amount of muscle, Mothsun is very cute for a fully grown tom. This, to him, is a downside, and matching his personality very well,he despises being seen as small or fraile, when in the honest and clear answer says that he is.
Personality: As stated in his description, Mothsun is very angry over his pelt design, and very angry in general. Barking orders as if he were actually in charge, he tends to be bossy, aloof and coldhearted towards his clanmates. Snappy, too, is a fair thing to call him. It isn't known if he has a sweet or friendly side, but it is known that any she-cat can easily make him blush and become frantically flustered with embarassment. With all of this being said, Mothsun isn't much of a very likeable cat! Not a push-over, and certainly not a very good friend, Mothsun is a business oriented cat, but can easily be sidetracked and forced into his own greed at the dispensal of other cats.
Skills: Mothsun knows what is best for him, and while this may seem bad, he is extremely loyal to his clan no matter what. Loyal, stubborn and a very good hunter are his finee-tuned skills.
Weaknesses: He is rude and cruel, often times on purpose. Cruelness, laziness and intelligence are his lowest possible skills.
History: Mothsun was clan-born, and never had much of a history to follow. He was a very troublesome apprentice, though, and constantly downtalked his mentor and other apprentices.
Family: Browntail, Father and Coppermist, Mother. Both alive.
Roleplay Sample: Mothsun rested in the beauty of the gleam of the sun. Stretching out his long, strong legs and rolling to his side with joy. Now, recently, a group of cats had been sent out on a patrol and he had been left at camp to keep watch. Indeed this was a nice task, for it showed that he was by far the most responsible cat in camp, didn't it? He purred at the idea and chuckled to himself. No, it was indeed true. He thought, no, knew! Knew that he was the best cat in camp. Although his chimera only gave him half of the chance, not being born with wings and only antaneas, making him much more weak, he was still great and ddn't need wings to be superior. However, all of this day dreaming started to get to his head. As he continued to fluster himself with great thoughts, with perfect opportunities, he hadn't realized many minutes, soon an hour, went by. His body, limb and weak, was sleepingon a rock in camp. His leg twitched a bit in his sleep. The tired warrior would soon wake up, only to go back to his bitter self.
Other: The Seven Deadly Sins, am I doing this right?
Also; Aromantic / Asexual babe cat<3
Character name: Mothsun
Gender: Tom Cat
Age: 26 Moons
Soul Animal: The Comet Moth // Argema Mitteri
Rank: Warrior
Physical Description: Mothsun, a sleek and shortfurred tom, has a very appealing pelt colour in him. While it is rather bright and obvious, it can help him in his own situations. His base fur color is a gorgeous yellow-cream hue that makes him stand out quite a bit in the camp and in the territory, and dappling over his pelt are brown speckles and stripes. This odd pelt design, strangely enough, all comes from his chimera animal- the Comet Moth. He, himself, isn't too pleased with natures plan given to him, however a clear up are the antennae resting on his head, in front of his ears. Cream colored like his pelt, they look rather funny on him in general. Mothsun was a very nice build, kind of small with a good amount of muscle, Mothsun is very cute for a fully grown tom. This, to him, is a downside, and matching his personality very well,he despises being seen as small or fraile, when in the honest and clear answer says that he is.
Personality: As stated in his description, Mothsun is very angry over his pelt design, and very angry in general. Barking orders as if he were actually in charge, he tends to be bossy, aloof and coldhearted towards his clanmates. Snappy, too, is a fair thing to call him. It isn't known if he has a sweet or friendly side, but it is known that any she-cat can easily make him blush and become frantically flustered with embarassment. With all of this being said, Mothsun isn't much of a very likeable cat! Not a push-over, and certainly not a very good friend, Mothsun is a business oriented cat, but can easily be sidetracked and forced into his own greed at the dispensal of other cats.
Skills: Mothsun knows what is best for him, and while this may seem bad, he is extremely loyal to his clan no matter what. Loyal, stubborn and a very good hunter are his finee-tuned skills.
Weaknesses: He is rude and cruel, often times on purpose. Cruelness, laziness and intelligence are his lowest possible skills.
History: Mothsun was clan-born, and never had much of a history to follow. He was a very troublesome apprentice, though, and constantly downtalked his mentor and other apprentices.
Family: Browntail, Father and Coppermist, Mother. Both alive.
Roleplay Sample: Mothsun rested in the beauty of the gleam of the sun. Stretching out his long, strong legs and rolling to his side with joy. Now, recently, a group of cats had been sent out on a patrol and he had been left at camp to keep watch. Indeed this was a nice task, for it showed that he was by far the most responsible cat in camp, didn't it? He purred at the idea and chuckled to himself. No, it was indeed true. He thought, no, knew! Knew that he was the best cat in camp. Although his chimera only gave him half of the chance, not being born with wings and only antaneas, making him much more weak, he was still great and ddn't need wings to be superior. However, all of this day dreaming started to get to his head. As he continued to fluster himself with great thoughts, with perfect opportunities, he hadn't realized many minutes, soon an hour, went by. His body, limb and weak, was sleepingon a rock in camp. His leg twitched a bit in his sleep. The tired warrior would soon wake up, only to go back to his bitter self.
Other: The Seven Deadly Sins, am I doing this right?
Also; Aromantic / Asexual babe cat<3
