Post by pit on Mar 10, 2013 14:36:03 GMT -5
| [atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][cs=2][classy=charname]kitecry[/classy] | |
| [atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width:105px; height:365px; overflow:hidden;][classy=stattop]clan[/classy][classy=statbottom]thunder[/classy] [classy=stattop]rank[/classy][classy=statbottom]warrior[/classy] [classy=stattop]age[/classy][classy=statbottom]thirty-nine[/classy] [classy=stattop]gender[/classy][classy=statbottom]male[/classy] [classy=stattop]sexuality[/classy][classy=statbottom]heterosexual[/classy] | [atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width:345px; height:365px; overflow:hidden; padding:2px;][style=margin-top:-18px;][classy=infotop]appearance[/classy][classy=appbottom]a short-furred gray tabby tom with green eyes. LINK[/classy] [classy=infotop]personality[/classy][classy=infobottom]born into a trio of brothers, kitecry is the most quiet of the bunch. he's not distant, not cold. he's actually the opposite. he's very social, and while he doesn't talk much, he enjoys listening to others. he is a gentle soul and doesn't really like using force. he hates making anyone feel bad because guilt follows him like a stray dog wherever he goes. he feigns oblivion sometimes when he wants to get out of something. it makes him look a bit aloof, but he's much more observant than one would think. it pays off because he is one of the best hunters in the clan and is looked up to in that respect. his acute eyes and ears combined with his quick reflex create a deadly combination. he has had one apprentice already, and the two became extremely close. kitecry discovered that he loved nothing more than teaching this little she-cat how to survive out in the forest. he knew then that what he wanted in life was a family. he likes to support others in whatever they strive for in life. he doesn't mind bending the rules if it brings others happiness; it's one of his flaws. and it often got him in trouble as an apprentice and occasionally even now as a warrior. [/classy] [classy=infotop]history[/classy][classy=infobottom] kitecry was born to the lovely thunderclan pair of kestrelflight and boulderfoot. kitecry--then kitekit--had never understood why their mother had such a fascination of birds. she named her three beloved sons heronkit, thrushkit, and kitekit. later, as an apprentice, he caught himself watching the feathered creatures chirp at each other. he had snapped out of it, and he knew that he'd be the one of his brothers to carry on the tradition of bird names whether he liked it or not. the gene of bird fascination had apparently fallen into his dna, too. curious wasn't enough to describe the three little kits. they continuously shoved their noses into places where they didn't belong. kitekit had quite enjoyed his time before becoming an apprentice, as it was easygoing. no loss of parents, no loss of siblings. but he was ready for a change, and when he became kitepaw, alongside his beloved brothers, he didn't think it got any better than this. training was enjoyable and he was paired with a lovely she-cat named swiftstream. she was a pretty, slim black cat with enticing green eyes. he had felt relaxed around her from the beginning, and she had always made sure of it. swiftstream taught him everything from another perspective, and shaped him into the observant cat he is today. he owed a lot to her, and when she passed, he was the one to sit by her through the night. she never had a mate or kits and her parents were already in starclan. he liked to think that he was a sort of son she never had. finally their days of apprenticeship came to an end and kitepaw became kitecry. the brothers quickly became known as "the trio" of the clan. he scoffed at the nickname, but inside it made him feel secretly happy. things started off wonderfully. his hunting skills began to show here, and he brought in kill after kill. he spent time lounging with heronflight and thrushwing, as well as patrolling with them. one night, though, this fell from their place on the sturdy shelf and shattered into pieces all in a few moments. kitecry knew from the many patrols spent with his brother that he loved a pretty she-cat named owlcall. so it took him by complete surprise when thrushwing and owlcall took off together one night, but not before whispering in hurried voices that he must be he one to tell heronflight the truth. before kitecry could even open his jaws to scream no, the duo were out the den. and so heronflight woke at last. kitecry tried to force himself to look his brother in the eyes because this was one thing that seemed like it was needed. but he couldn't as his regretful words left his mouth. heronflight just looked at him. kitecry could tell that he was either so blinded by fury that he couldn't speak, or he just wouldn't believe kitecry. later, he watched heronflight's shoulders bunch as thrushwing and owlcall trotted back into camp. kitecry knew before that second came that their worlds were about to crash. as his brother leaped, claws extended at their brother, the gray tom closed his eyes, tight. their screeches still ring in his head. 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