Post by asilentbeast on Aug 22, 2016 4:50:57 GMT
Name: Poptart.
Desired Name: Curious to see what his eventual Clan leader will come up with.
Age: 13 Moons.
Rank: Undecided.
Allegiance: Kittypet.
Birth Moon: Blue Moon, 2015.
Gender: Tom.
{ Appearance }
Poptart is a large cream tom with faint tabby markings along the back and wrapping around the front leg as well as a large M shape on his forehead. His eyes are a dark copper color and his nose a light pink. Poptart's pelt is incredibly thick with an extraordinarily bushy tail and tufted ears. He has a stocky build and is a well-muscled young cat, though admittedly he's a bit pudgy around the belly as he is often guilty of overeating. Purebred Maine Coon.
Poptart is a large cream tom with faint tabby markings along the back and wrapping around the front leg as well as a large M shape on his forehead. His eyes are a dark copper color and his nose a light pink. Poptart's pelt is incredibly thick with an extraordinarily bushy tail and tufted ears. He has a stocky build and is a well-muscled young cat, though admittedly he's a bit pudgy around the belly as he is often guilty of overeating. Purebred Maine Coon.
{ Personality }
For the most part Poptart is a very calm and laid-back tom. He holds a rather high opinion of himself and can come across as unintentionally obnoxious as a result. Confident and self-assured, he is under the impression there isn't anything he can't do. This line of thinking is dangerous of course, but as well as being prideful he's also as stubborn as a mule. Changing his mind once it's set on something is not the easiest of tasks. He has a tendency for vanity, spending hours on end grooming his coat to perfection, though he's not reluctant to get it needlessly dirty, being an avid adventurer who often travels miles from home every day. He is prone to brief moments of melancholy as he misses his mother quite a bit and is concerned about what befell her. The real reason for his tireless adventures is that he's searching for her. Wherever she is he'll find her and bring her home. If any cat tries to stop him they're in for a fight. Despite being a kittypet Poptart is as tough as any rogue, trained to fight by a few neighborhood strays.
For the most part Poptart is a very calm and laid-back tom. He holds a rather high opinion of himself and can come across as unintentionally obnoxious as a result. Confident and self-assured, he is under the impression there isn't anything he can't do. This line of thinking is dangerous of course, but as well as being prideful he's also as stubborn as a mule. Changing his mind once it's set on something is not the easiest of tasks. He has a tendency for vanity, spending hours on end grooming his coat to perfection, though he's not reluctant to get it needlessly dirty, being an avid adventurer who often travels miles from home every day. He is prone to brief moments of melancholy as he misses his mother quite a bit and is concerned about what befell her. The real reason for his tireless adventures is that he's searching for her. Wherever she is he'll find her and bring her home. If any cat tries to stop him they're in for a fight. Despite being a kittypet Poptart is as tough as any rogue, trained to fight by a few neighborhood strays.
{ History }
As with most purebred cats Poptart was born in the home of a breeder. Life was fairly normal up until he was around 4 weeks old and his mother Daisy mysteriously disappeared from the home. The Twolegs were frantic and the household cats left in confusion with questions thar never were answered. By the time he was 8 weeks Poptart was sold to a new family who bought him to serve simply as a companion animal, his new housefolk's young kit giving him his name.
Moons passed, but Poptart never forgot about his mother. Once his housefolk started letting him wander outside unsupervised he began exploring the neighborhood. After asking a few other cats he was lucky enough to meet a stray named Benji who claimed he saw Daisy leave the home through a semi-open window in a fright. Convinced his mother must have been in some kind of trouble, Poptart was determined to discover the reasoning for her unexplained escape. When searching the Twolegplace proved fruitless he started broadening his search to the wild lands beyond.
{ Relationships }
Mother
Daisy | Status Unknown
Father
Saffron | Alive
Siblings
Three, Unamed | Status Unknown
Friends
None yet.
Acquaintances
None yet.
{ Theme Song }
Hymn for the Missing - Red {Nightcore Version}.
Image Credit
Chatterire of Magic Arcaida.
As with most purebred cats Poptart was born in the home of a breeder. Life was fairly normal up until he was around 4 weeks old and his mother Daisy mysteriously disappeared from the home. The Twolegs were frantic and the household cats left in confusion with questions thar never were answered. By the time he was 8 weeks Poptart was sold to a new family who bought him to serve simply as a companion animal, his new housefolk's young kit giving him his name.
Moons passed, but Poptart never forgot about his mother. Once his housefolk started letting him wander outside unsupervised he began exploring the neighborhood. After asking a few other cats he was lucky enough to meet a stray named Benji who claimed he saw Daisy leave the home through a semi-open window in a fright. Convinced his mother must have been in some kind of trouble, Poptart was determined to discover the reasoning for her unexplained escape. When searching the Twolegplace proved fruitless he started broadening his search to the wild lands beyond.
{ Relationships }
Mother
Daisy | Status Unknown
Father
Saffron | Alive
Siblings
Three, Unamed | Status Unknown
Friends
None yet.
Acquaintances
None yet.
{ Theme Song }
Hymn for the Missing - Red {Nightcore Version}.
Image Credit
Chatterire of Magic Arcaida.