Post by Taxx on Mar 25, 2020 22:52:07 GMT -5
Name: Stormeye
Age: 27 moons
Sex: Tom
Gang: Guardians
Rank: Healer
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Description Summary: Long-haired silver tabby with piercing yellow eyes
Full Description: Stormeye is a sturdily built cat, a bit short in the leg but stocky with muscle. His fur is shorter on his head, grows out in a ruff around his neck, and grows longer around the rest of his body. It's silver in color, with darker stripes streaking from head to rear. The most startling thing about him is what gave him part of his name: his bright yellow eyes that seem to miss nothing that goes on around him.
Personality: at least 100 words.
History: Born to Clearwing and Pinefang, Stormkit was one of two kits in his litter. His littermate was nearly like him- stoic and not nearly as bouncy as most kits acted. They were both calmer, less quick to react blindly to what happened around them, approaching any new situation with steady nerves rather than any false bravado. His kithood passed with barely anything of note, and then he was six months and apprenticed to a she-cat named Soft
mom alive
dad dead
no sibs
Age: 27 moons
Sex: Tom
Gang: Guardians
Rank: Healer
Social Stats
Intelligence:
Empathy:
Charisma:
Willpower:
Battle Stats
Strength:
Endurance:
Agility:
Instinct:
Picture:
Description Summary: Long-haired silver tabby with piercing yellow eyes
Full Description: Stormeye is a sturdily built cat, a bit short in the leg but stocky with muscle. His fur is shorter on his head, grows out in a ruff around his neck, and grows longer around the rest of his body. It's silver in color, with darker stripes streaking from head to rear. The most startling thing about him is what gave him part of his name: his bright yellow eyes that seem to miss nothing that goes on around him.
Personality: at least 100 words.
History: Born to Clearwing and Pinefang, Stormkit was one of two kits in his litter. His littermate was nearly like him- stoic and not nearly as bouncy as most kits acted. They were both calmer, less quick to react blindly to what happened around them, approaching any new situation with steady nerves rather than any false bravado. His kithood passed with barely anything of note, and then he was six months and apprenticed to a she-cat named Soft
mom alive
dad dead
no sibs