Post by Speckle on Mar 8, 2015 4:22:51 GMT 2
Username: Speckle
Character name:Barkkit > Bark > Barkkit > Barkpaw
Gender: Male
Age: 6 moons
Soul Animal: Walrus
Rank: Apprentice
Physical Description: A small tabby tom with short, thick fur and legs with muscles that bulge out from his thin frame. His fur is brown like a tree's bark and provides camouflage. His tail has no stripes and is long and squirrel-like. He has light green eyes and a brown walrus tail for a back and rear legs. Two long teeth poke out from his mouth.
Personality: He's a solemn, quiet and hardworking individual that doesn't talk about his feelings much except to his close friends or his sister. He can be very manipulative and suspicious at times, but usually, his actions have good intentions behind them. He avoids talking, is very stoic and keeps himself active and busy. Most might think the reason he doesn't talk is because of his lisp.
Skills: Swimming, fighting, aquatic hunting, camouflage
Weaknesses: Nearsighted, shuffles around noisily a lot, bad at hunting, bad at running,
History: Barkpaw and his sister had only been kits when his mother and father decided to take their family away from Clan laws and survive on their own. However, Barkpaw's mother was too harsh and had a temper that made her unfit to be a very good mother. Barkpaw's dad decided that, for their own good, he would leave his kits back at the Clan. Ever since that day, Barkpaw and his sister never saw their parents again.
Barkpaw grew to be the tom he is in ChimeraClan. He is dedicated to training and work. Nothing can come between him and his aim for being the best warrior his Clan could have.
Family:Graytooth Gray (Father), Doerunner Doe (Mother), Blackkit, Storm Stormpaw
Roleplay Sample: Barkpaw sat by the entrance to camp and waited for his mentor to appear. He had just eaten and, as usual, had finished early and was ready for either more training or go on a patrol: whichever came first didn't matter. All that mattered was that he came into his warriorship fully prepared. Once he did, he expected that he'd lead patrols and bring back more prey than anyone ever had. How? He didn't know how he would; he just knew he would because they needed to. Whatever he needed to do, he was going to do it. He moved to the side a bit before trying to sit down in his own odd way, resting on the middle of his tail and resting the end of it beside him.
Other: Seven Deadly Sins
Character name:
Gender: Male
Age: 6 moons
Soul Animal: Walrus
Rank: Apprentice
Physical Description: A small tabby tom with short, thick fur and legs with muscles that bulge out from his thin frame. His fur is brown like a tree's bark and provides camouflage. His tail has no stripes and is long and squirrel-like. He has light green eyes and a brown walrus tail for a back and rear legs. Two long teeth poke out from his mouth.
Personality: He's a solemn, quiet and hardworking individual that doesn't talk about his feelings much except to his close friends or his sister. He can be very manipulative and suspicious at times, but usually, his actions have good intentions behind them. He avoids talking, is very stoic and keeps himself active and busy. Most might think the reason he doesn't talk is because of his lisp.
Skills: Swimming, fighting, aquatic hunting, camouflage
Weaknesses: Nearsighted, shuffles around noisily a lot, bad at hunting, bad at running,
History: Barkpaw and his sister had only been kits when his mother and father decided to take their family away from Clan laws and survive on their own. However, Barkpaw's mother was too harsh and had a temper that made her unfit to be a very good mother. Barkpaw's dad decided that, for their own good, he would leave his kits back at the Clan. Ever since that day, Barkpaw and his sister never saw their parents again.
Barkpaw grew to be the tom he is in ChimeraClan. He is dedicated to training and work. Nothing can come between him and his aim for being the best warrior his Clan could have.
Family:
Roleplay Sample: Barkpaw sat by the entrance to camp and waited for his mentor to appear. He had just eaten and, as usual, had finished early and was ready for either more training or go on a patrol: whichever came first didn't matter. All that mattered was that he came into his warriorship fully prepared. Once he did, he expected that he'd lead patrols and bring back more prey than anyone ever had. How? He didn't know how he would; he just knew he would because they needed to. Whatever he needed to do, he was going to do it. He moved to the side a bit before trying to sit down in his own odd way, resting on the middle of his tail and resting the end of it beside him.
Other: Seven Deadly Sins
