Post by flintpaw on Oct 2, 2009 20:47:53 GMT -5
A Bit About You
Your Name ∙ Cal.
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Introductions
Character’s Name ∙ Flintchase
Age ∙ 18 moons.
Gender ∙ Male.
Residing ∙ WindClan Warrior's Den
Character Type ∙ Warrior
Mindset
Overall Personality ∙ By his very nature it seems as though Flintchase is an incredibly inquisitive and curious cat, always finding himself in trouble and learning new things. Completely loyal to his family and those who he considers as friends, Flintchase is a steadfast companion and shows a lot of promise as a warrior. Generally rather slow to anger and willing to tolerate nearly anything, he is a very easygoing cat who can get along with just about anyone. If you do manage to test his patience one time to many however it is next to impossible to repair the damage. Very shy around those he doesn't know despite his nearly insatiable curiosity, Flintchase would rather spend his time with familiar cats.
Bold and daring, he is not the type to pass up a challenge no matter the dangers involved and has been known to happily take up tasks with very little chance of success. He is a natural leader and when the opportunity arises he is always able to take control of a situation and keep his companions safe. Flintchase is incredibly protective of his family in particular, and would sooner die than allow them to be put in harms way. He has a deep love of the sun, and when he has nothing else to do he can frequently be found sitting in a warm patch reveling in the heat. In all, Flintchase is strong and reliable, although very shy and almost dangerously curious and daring.
Reflection
Height ∙ 12 inches
Overall Appearance ∙ The colour of Flintchase's pelt can best be described as resembling that of a grey stone such as Flint, his namesake. His fur is a uniform shade of the same stony grey colour all over, with no patches or stripes or anything of the sort marring the coat. Flintchase is an average sized cat and is very well balanced and powerfully built, his body being perfect for a fighter. He has a normal sized tail that is often dancing lazily in strange patterns or twitching in curiosity, depending entirely on his mood. He has a very regal and well defined face with long and beautiful whiskers accentuating his face shape and adding to his balance.
His eyes are a very simple but vibrant darkish blue in colour, reminiscent of water and the ocean in particular although he has never seen the sea himself. When he is angered, the eyes grow steadily darker as though a storm is wracking the ocean's in his eyes, signaling that it is probably best to run. His teeth and claws are razor sharp, a beautiful shade of white and very well maintained from frequent use in both fighting and hunting. His body is fairly sleek and well muscled from lots of running, but still strong and powerful. Flintchase is closer in build to a puma or a panther than a tiger or lion or many of the other big cats.
Backstory
Family History ∙ Flintchase's mother was originally a Loner, before joining the WindClan for her own safety when she fell pregnant with her first litter. Soon afterwards she gave birth to three kittens, however the fourth proved to much for her, and she died in childbirth leaving the first three as orphan's. The three, one female and two male, were raised by another she-cat who had also recently given birth to her own litter. Flintchase treats her and his adoptive siblings with great respect, however his only real family in his eyes are his brother and sister.
Family ∙
Parents: Misthunt (Mother), Unknown (Father)
Siblings: Ashstorm (Sister), Sootfall (Brother)
Birthplace ∙ WindClan Nursery
Background ∙ As an orphaned young kit and the kitten of a Loner, Flintchase did not have the most wonderful of kittenhoods in the WindClan. Along with his two siblings, Flintchase (then known as Flintkit) was treated poorly by the other cats because of his history and his lack of parents. His adoptive mother gave more of her attention to her own two kittens and he was left to more or less raise himself. Despite this, he still showed great promise and his innate curiosity got him into many tricky situations that he barely managed to get out of. One memorable experience found him being chased by a fox who's den he had wandered into, however he managed to escape back to the safety.
When he became a little bit older, Flintkit was apprenticed to an old warrior cat by the name of Mudkip, a brown tabby cat with many scars and a crooked tail. Mudkip was a veteran of many battles and taught Flintpaw the value of patience and many tricks that would later prove invaluable. He was taught how to hunt, and soon fell in love with the thrill of the chase and the skills involved in the art. Near the end of his apprenticeship Flintpaw came across the same fox that had nearly caught him as a kitten, and after a long chase and a difficult fight, managed to defeat her. Soon after this he became a warrior in his own right, and was given the name Flintchase because of his experiences.
As a warrior Flintchase came into his element and found his calling in life, excelling in both hunting and fighting and defending his clan against threats. Still a relatively young Warrior, he is still learning new things from his comrades and the other cats in the clan. In his 16th moon, Flintchase's mentor and friend Mudkip was killed in a flash flood, leaving him alone except for his family. Still possessing the curiosity of a kitten, he spends much of his time exploring and trying to learn new things when he isn't needed by the clan. In his time he has learnt much about herbs and berries from his brother, Sootfall, who has an obsession with all things that grow.
Presently Flintchase lives in the Warrior's den of the WindClan along with his family and the other cats of the WindClan. He is always one of the most enthusiastic hunters of the group, as is his namesake - he loves the chase and everything associated with it. One of his greatest kills to date was when Flintchase managed to catch and kill an eagle while it was asleep. He wants to find out who his father was, as it is one of the greatest mysteries to him, but has no idea where to start.
Sample
His tail twitching slightly in a slow and alluring dance, Flintchase padded slowly closer towards the unwitting form of the mouse, his paws making no noise as he approached. His blue eyes seemed bright, and clearer than usual today, a vibrant energy and a great joy seeming to radiate from them in the thrill of the hunt. Patience Flintchase, he thought as he drew closer, wait for the right moment...
Suddenly he sprang, catching the mouse in a deadly embrace of claws and teeth, sending tiny droplets of ruby rain to land forgotten on the grass. Picking up the kill in his mouth, Flintchase turned around to head back to the camp, but was surprised when another cat appeared, seemingly from nowhere. The startled expression dissapeared quickly though as he recognised her; it was his sister, Ashstorm. "Greetings Ashstorm, watching me hunt again were you sister?" he inquires playfully, a slight grin evident in his eyes.
She flicked her tail in annoyance, and watched him carefully before replying, her voice light, "You know as well as I that I am by far the superior hunter here Flint," she said teasingly, "Though I actually came to deliver a message. I didn't want to disturb your hunt, so I decided to wait until you were done."
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--Flintchase