Post by Samuel on Aug 26, 2015 18:49:44 GMT
Name: Heather
Desired Name: Heatherpath
Age: 11 Moons
Rank: N/A
Allegiance: Loner
Birth Moon: Harvest Moon 2015
Gender: Tom
Appearance: A light ginger tom with dark ginger ticked tabby markings on his face, legs, and the last half of his tail. He has a white muzzle, chest, paws, and bright leafy green eyes. He is of average build, small, light, and not particularly strong in appearance or reality. His nose and paw pads are a dark pink. His fur is fairly thick, though not very long, and very soft and well-groomed for a non-kittypet.
Personality: Heather is not very strong, physically or otherwise. Though he is a very friendly and warm cat, he is also very insecure about himself and wears his heart on his sleeve. Heather greatly prefers the company of queens over other toms, as in, if he were in a clan he would want to spend more of his free time time in the nursery with the expectant queens than talking up old victories with the other warriors. He is a very motherly cat and has a deep love for kits, but this is also a sore spot for him, because this is not a typical role for toms. He can be shy and unsure of himself at first, but does prefer the company of other cats to being alone, and is overly trusting in his desire to be close to others. He is very cautious, much like his sister Robin, because he realizes his own limitations and prefers to avoid conflict if possible.
Heather makes up for his lack of fighting skills with his knack for hunting. He and his siblings, being of WindClan blood, grew up hunting rabbits and birds on the moor with their natural speed and quick reflexes. Other than this, he struggles to be without a group to rely on. The easy life of a kittypet has, admittedly, tempted him at times even though he was brought up by his mother, Briar, to be suspicious of twolegs. However, he knows he could never let himself go to a life where he wasn't taking care of himself, more taking up space, in his opinion, and admitting his weakness. He longs to find a role where he can be of use to others, in some way, though he hasn't found it yet.
History: Heather and his siblings were born on the moor in an old badger set to a loner mother, Briar, a descendant of WindClan. The kits never knew their father, only knowing him as a passing rogue from the description of their mother. Though they grew up healthy and strong, their mother could be quite harsh. One of his littermates died quickly after being pushed away by Briar, who saw the tom as weak and wanted to reserve her milk for the three remaining kits who she was confident could survive in the wild. She loved her kits, but was realistic, and not often gentle. They grew up on stories of the Clans, and also warnings against trusting twolegs. Once they turned five moons old and had been taught to hunt for themselves, however, the kits awoke one snowy morning to find that Briar had left them. The siblings stuck together for several moons, until eventually Moth left as well. Heather, being a very social cat, was reluctant to do the same. However, he felt that his remaining sister, Robin, would tire of his company eventually and so he left as well, not long after Moth. Now that leafbare had passed, he moved back to their old badger set on the moor, where he found comfort in the familiar scents of his early kithood. This is where he has called home ever since, alone, though longing for the companionship of other cats.
Mother:
Briar, brown tabby, 34 moons, loner, living.
Father:
Unnamed loner, gray tabby and white.
Siblings:
Robin, chocolate calico, queen, 9 moons, living.
Moth, gray-brown tabby, queen, 9 moons, living.
I hope you the best of luck on that!
And sorry I took so long! I had some problems with a friend, and didn't really feel like getting on because of that, you know?