Post by Toxyk-Melodi on Mar 20, 2013 18:29:42 GMT -5
[atrb=cellspacing,0,bTable][atrb=border,0,bTable][cs=2][classy=charname]wildfang[/classy] | |
[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]32 moons[/classy] [classy=stattop]gender[/classy][classy=statbottom]male[/classy] [classy=stattop]sexuality[/classy][classy=statbottom]bisexual[/classy] | [atrb=style, width:345px; height:365px; overflow:hidden; padding:2px;][style=margin-top:-18px;][classy=infotop]appearance[/classy][classy=appbottom]a lean black and white tom with green eyes Clicky[/classy] [classy=infotop]personality[/classy][classy=infobottom]FRiENDLY+ Many would say Wildfang is quite friendly. Sure, things seem to look down with all that is happening around him, but really he just tries to see the best in everyone, no matter how bad that may seem. Of course, he's also quite the flirt as well. CREATiVE+ An artist's soul within a cat's body. Wildfang see's beauty in almost everything, even death. Some think he's a little insane with he's thinking, but he prefers to think of it as simply different than the rest. AFFECTiONATE+ As before mentioned, he flirts. A lot. With any she-cat. Though deep down he's insecure, and wants a she-cat to call a mate. He's affectionate with all females, and even some males. The term "personal space" doesn't apply to this suave tom. VAiN- Now, Wildfang is a vain. He likes to keep his appearance up, rain or shine. If he gets too disgusted with himself he'll not do a thing until he's cleaned up. It's not to say he's obsessive, he just likes to look good. iMMAUTRE- While he takes his duties as a deputy very seriously, he's sort of a class clown type. Wildfang tries to lighten the mood in tense situations, making him appear to be immature. SECRETiVE- Wildfang doesn't like to talk about his past. It's a bit scarred, and he keeps it to himself. Perhaps one day he might be able to open up to someone, but for now his maw is firmly closed.[/classy] [classy=infotop]history[/classy][classy=infobottom]KiT~ Though the clan knows about it, it's not something Wildfang likes to think about. What do you mean you ask? Well. Wildfang is only part ThunderClan. His father was from ThunderClan, a strong and loyal warrior known as Bluegaze. Of course, love doesn't know clan boundaries. Bluegaze fell for a sleek and quick-footed WindClan she-cat named Skyfoot. Naturally the two couldn't keep their paws off of each other, and Skyfoot bore two little toms. Patchkit and Smokykit. For those of you wondering, Wildfang was born as Patchkit, and his brother Smokykit. Bluegaze couldn't have been more proud to have sons, but he rarely got to see them. And much to his dismay, he found that his mate wasn't the motherly type at all. Skyfoot favored Smokykit, who was smooth and swift as the moors. Patchkit however was small in comparison, and could hardly run for quite sometime. It was at a gathering that Skyfoot told the clans of her and Bluegaze's relationship. She had brought her kits to the gathering and asked ThunderClan to take in the "half-breeds". Patchkit was lost and confused in this, though his brother Smokykit couldn't seem to care less. Of course, outrage ensued at the gathering, though StarClan made no move to stop it. With reluctance ThunderClan took the kits in, and it was then that Bluegaze and Skyfoot departed from each other for good. APPRENTiCE~ Patchkit and Smokykit received their apprentice names moons later. Which would have been great, were it not that fact that Smokypaw was a bully and Patchpaw only seemed to be able to get attention when he caused a fuss. He acted out from his father, his deputy, and his leader. Still, the leader showed kindness and kept them, but she re-named Patchpaw as Wildpaw for his personality. Wildpaw didn't mind. He was who he was after all, and he wouldn't change that. At least until his brother went missing. Smokypaw simply vanished one night, and Wildpaw was soon disheartened to everyone. They searched for Smokypaw, and even question WindClan to see if he had returned there. But no one knew what happened to the apprentice. Being abandoned by his mother and having his brother disappear from his life, Wildpaw started to get in line. A little at least. He still had a tendency to ignore his mentor's orders, but he then looked up to his leader with respect and hoped that one day he could be a warrior as great as him. Wildpaw also came to find out that he was rather handsome in his own right. He could have she-cat's eating out of his paw at an early age, and even some of the toms. It wasn't hard for him to charm his way out of trouble or have someone else take the blame on occasion. WARRiOR~ As a warrior Wildfang grew used to the distrust between the clans, and more often than not he had to prove himself a loyal warrior. Not that it was hard, ThunderClan was where he had grown up and the place he called home. He was still leaner than his clanmates, and swifter too, but he still possessed the skills ThunderClan required of him. Bluegaze passed on a few moons ago, and though Wildfang is still grieving, he copes well. Now he puts his best paw forward and tries to be a good warrior. After all, a warrior is not measured by his bloodlines, but of his heart and dedication for his clan. [/classy] |
[atrb=style, width:450px; padding:2px;][cs=2][classy=infotop]roleplay sample[/classy][classy=rpsample]Wildfang couldn't help but wonder what a queen of SeaClan was doing so far out of their territory. The deputy had finished assigning tasks for the day and had intended on merely going on a hunt. However he'd picked up the scent of Raindapple and knowing he hadn't put her on any patrols, couldn't help but follow. It was too his surprise her scent led far out of SeaClan territory and the black and white tom sat down, furrowing his brow. Now what in StarClan's name is she doing out alone." he mused aloud. Under normal circumstances Wildfang would have ignored it. Even warriors needed time alone every once in a while whether inside clan borders or not. Alas, this was not normal circumstance. She was both a queen and alone. Add onto that all the murders that haunted every cat in the clans and it spelled possible disaster. So, Wildfang followed. He kept his ears and eyes alert, flinching at the sound of a crow cawing above. Lashing his tail in irritation he continued on. I'm not used to trees. he thought. SeaClan had few, and he was accustomed to wide open spaces. Being confined in all this made the tom squirm with uneasiness. It was with great pleasure he found the trees dying out and spotted the familiar shape of Raindapple. The queen was grooming, and of course Wildfang stopped moving, entranced. Raindapple was beautiful, of course and Wildfang was the known flirt in his clan. It was only natural to him to be curious of her at the moment. Purring he padded up, dipping his head. "I understand you may want to be alone, but I'd hate to see beauty like your's be wasted all alone." A cheeky grin spread across his face as he spoke. Sitting down he curled his tail around his paws. The acrid scent of the thunderpath stung his nose and he wrinkled it in dissatisfaction though said nothing. A monster roared passed, sweeping through his fur. He made a mental note as he watched it whip through Raindapple's long coat and smiled. "Tell me dear, what brings you out so far? Surely you can take to your deputy." he meowed, green eyes bright as new-leaf.[/classy] |
NOTE: The RP sample is from a site I used to be on. After finishing his new history, my muse to write a new post is nonexistent xDD