Post by GILLY!! on Jun 20, 2014 18:19:33 GMT
W O L F S T A R
CLAN → SHADOWCLAN
AGE → FIFTY-FIVE MOONS
GENDER → MALE
RANK → LEADER(?)
full photo →http://imgur.com/RmQpNZW.jpg
OTHER →hi the name is gilly and i';ve been role-playing for about thirteen years, I've played just above every portion out there - and am quite familiar with the position of leader. recently, in the last month and a half I've owned a site and played a leader and medicine cat, all in which I've enjoyed doing. I love coding, so I really hope you don't mind the table I am using for your application form, I can remove it if you really want me too. anyways, enjoy wolfstar - and if you need anything changed, please let me know.
APPEARANCE →
a massive, grey tabby tom with yellow eyes.
when they ask us about our appearance, you will notice that wolfstar's main concern is not in his appearance per-say, but his physical fitness. in fact, let's start there! for a cat of his size, the first thing you got to ask; how big is he? well for the most part, he's a massive cat, in both height and weight - another reason for his prefix, if you think about it. for the most part, we see that wolfstar towers over the other felines of the forest; having a rather imposing and frightening appearance when he stands there; all high and mighty over his clan and fellow forest cats. in fact, with his large paws, heavy set shoulders and long whip-like tail, most will notice he is an impossibly large cat, even from a younger age. his fur, long in comparison to most of the forest, is a soft texture when groomed to a styled motion, unless of course he is unable to groom it then it's a messy and tangled in patches. but the color is a soft tone of brown-grey, with hints of cream around his muzzle and chest. when others look at him, they don't find him overly attractive - just a plan looking feline whose got a natural handsomeness. his eyes however are the real beauty. they are liquid ember if you will, like a fire that has been changed into liquid form. but they are beautiful, bright and filled with a fire that burns deeper then his soul.
a massive, grey tabby tom with yellow eyes.
when they ask us about our appearance, you will notice that wolfstar's main concern is not in his appearance per-say, but his physical fitness. in fact, let's start there! for a cat of his size, the first thing you got to ask; how big is he? well for the most part, he's a massive cat, in both height and weight - another reason for his prefix, if you think about it. for the most part, we see that wolfstar towers over the other felines of the forest; having a rather imposing and frightening appearance when he stands there; all high and mighty over his clan and fellow forest cats. in fact, with his large paws, heavy set shoulders and long whip-like tail, most will notice he is an impossibly large cat, even from a younger age. his fur, long in comparison to most of the forest, is a soft texture when groomed to a styled motion, unless of course he is unable to groom it then it's a messy and tangled in patches. but the color is a soft tone of brown-grey, with hints of cream around his muzzle and chest. when others look at him, they don't find him overly attractive - just a plan looking feline whose got a natural handsomeness. his eyes however are the real beauty. they are liquid ember if you will, like a fire that has been changed into liquid form. but they are beautiful, bright and filled with a fire that burns deeper then his soul.
PERSONALITY →
stubborn → calm → calculated → cautious → prideful
they say when we look at a cat, we should glance at their eyes and seek their souls. for our feline here, we will note that when his eyes turn to you, when you see the look in his eyes it's almost hard, stubborn is a better word to use. he has a rather hard look that defiantly been noted as his stubbornness. however as many more start to look at him - they will notice that under all that stubbornness, they will find a rather calm, calculating and cautious feline. he has a knack for sitting there, lips pursed and his ears perked to a point that they almost look alert. his eyes always going through the motions of what can, what will and what should happen. many know him as the cat who will sit there and wait for the night to dawn, rather then seek the sun. in fact, many will call him rather patient and that he may well out wait any cat if a siege was to happen. he has the patience, he has the calmness and the stubbornness.
kind → generous → obsessive → possessive → protective
so basically you've seen the outer most layer of wolfstar - in fact, that is the most any cat from another clan will see; the leader before the cat who he once was. however, looking back, many will notice that he is rather kind to those around him. almost gentle in a sort of massive, lumbering way. but while many will notice his kindness and remark how gentle and kind he can be at times, they will also notice a sort of generous trait that can run sarcastically or genuine. in his time as a leader, he has had times where he has been given the chance to be gentle to the other leaders - but there has been times when he will stick his nose up and hiss; this is my generous offer, flee or die. but many will notice an almost protective possession he holds a little to close to his heart. in fact, many will see him and notice that obsessive way he looks at certain cats - namely the she-cat of his dreams - - -. be wary, if he has turned his loving eyes to you; it's likely going to be a terrible time for you in the long way.
blunt → honest → brave → courageous → naïve
but many cats will notice that he is rather blunt and honest when he has to be. sure he can keep things hidden and secret, but for the most part, wolfstar can be described as the cat who won't bullshit you into thinking anything other then the cold hard truth. life is a beautiful lie and death is the horrible truth. can be the basic saying of how wolfstar works - he speaks the horrible truth, while destroying the beautiful lies. but overall, you will find his to be a brave and courageous male who has a strong head on his shoulder. he has a knack for at the last moment disregarding his calm mental status and drive in front of the on-coming attack and give himself up for the other cat. literally giving lives at the whelm that simply he can spare them. but that is where this last and odd trait comes in naïve in the fact of true and gentle love, in the ways of a father and in the ways of not knowing when to stop and think for himself, wolfstar is likely not to understand until he gets a rude wake up call.
HISTORY →
wolfkit was born to parents; greystrike and paleflame. both cats were loyal and brave young shadowclan warriors whose idea of kits were pushed so far back in their heads that they were literally beyond shocked to discover they were expecting after a patrol got a new close call. paleflame - unknowingly taken a blow to the tummy that had knocked the breath out of her and had stopped the scramble instantly - she was bleeding, three weeks too soon. she gave birth at the border; the group of six cats watching in horror as paleflame gasped and screamed that she didn't know - how greystrike seemed to visibly shrink away when his mate yowled at him - and it was the other clan that got common sense and sent for their medicine cat. out of the four kits born; only young wolfkit survived - the largest of the litter - and the only one who seemed to have been developed enough. with that, they named the young tom wolfkit, and for the most part, the young cat was left in the medicine cat's den along side his mother - who was deemed infertile.
wolfkit was a rather odd kitten; quieter then most, his clicks of his tongue the only noise he made as he grew up.
wolfkit was born to parents; greystrike and paleflame. both cats were loyal and brave young shadowclan warriors whose idea of kits were pushed so far back in their heads that they were literally beyond shocked to discover they were expecting after a patrol got a new close call. paleflame - unknowingly taken a blow to the tummy that had knocked the breath out of her and had stopped the scramble instantly - she was bleeding, three weeks too soon. she gave birth at the border; the group of six cats watching in horror as paleflame gasped and screamed that she didn't know - how greystrike seemed to visibly shrink away when his mate yowled at him - and it was the other clan that got common sense and sent for their medicine cat. out of the four kits born; only young wolfkit survived - the largest of the litter - and the only one who seemed to have been developed enough. with that, they named the young tom wolfkit, and for the most part, the young cat was left in the medicine cat's den along side his mother - who was deemed infertile.
wolfkit was a rather odd kitten; quieter then most, his clicks of his tongue the only noise he made as he grew up.
GILLY . NINETEEN . EASTERN . CANADA