Post by kobi on Dec 21, 2008 17:42:04 GMT -5
Rainmask
[/size][/font][/center]Rain, the condensed water from atmospheric vapor. Mask, covering to conceal the face.
–The Downpour with Secrets-
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` Tom
` 23 Moons
` Serenityclan
`Warrior
Looks His white pelt, wide, beautiful gray eyes and long pelt would get him called as a she-cat any day. But, his deeper meow, personality and other sort of things are sure characteristics of a tom. Now, back to his pelt. It’s thick furred, with scars dotting it here and there. Those, with all that fur, it would be hard to find them. His tail is short, but with all of that fur, it looks about the normal length of a usual tail. There isn’t a single dot of color other than white on his pelt when he’s freshly groomed, which makes it hard to hunt, but that’s why he is the perfect cat to enjoy leafbare.
His eyes are always sparkling and bright, a gray in color. His nose is a very light pink, almost white perhaps. His whiskers are long too.
As for build, he’s more of the cat to run. He’s got strong legs for jumping up and around, with sharp claws from gripping trees and scratching rock for grip. He’s agile, but not the best fighter in the world.
Actions This cat would have been a great medicine cat, maybe. He’s caring for those injured in any sort of way, though makes sure not to pity them when he can help it. He’d much rather help them along, and he’d never be caught dead leaving any clan cat behind to die. Of course, he’s quite. He’ll give you a smiling glance every now and then, but you’d never really know that he was directing it to you, or perhaps he wasn’t even glancing your way… who knows?
He always has his little look of mischief. he’s probably not doing anything of the sort, but who’s to tell? He could always be hiding some huge secret that could change the clan, and you really wouldn’t want to talk to him about it, because you’d know he wouldn’t tell you. Rather, he’d divert you to some other conversation. No one really knows why he’s like this, but perhaps it’s just in his nature.
If you ever happen to get this tom mad, watch out. It depends on what you've done, but you'll be sure to get a tongue lashing if you've done something horrible wrong. He's no sissy, but he's a bit more delicate than he would have liked. It doesn't seem to slow him down much though. He'll protect just about anyone that he believes in his own way, and he's not a fan of lossing anything. In any sort of way.
Past
He was born to Serenityclan, his mother a pretty white she-cat, and his father a loner from Serenityclan. They grew up together, and had a litter of kits. Or rather, one kit. Rainkit. His mother loves him to pieces and did her best to keep him at the happy stage where he would always feel love and be happy.
Of course, his mother couldn’t keep secrets like he cat. Everyone thought that handsome tom, Goursetail, was his father. But his mother, Snowheart, had really fallen in love with a cat from Eclispeclan. They’d fallen in love and had a kitten. And so, he was asked to keep the secret one dark, cold night. He’d agreed, and from then on never told a single thing to anyone. He’s practically mute in some cat’s opinion.
And that stayed all the way through his apprenticeship. If his mentor asked him a question, he’d reply with movements of his tail, or maybe a single word. Sometimes, it would be by showing the older tom what Rainpaw ment. It seemed to work out just fine.
So fine and well that he was made a warrior earlier than the rest of his den mates. Rainmask was named, appearantly, for the look he always gave people that seemed to say ‘try and guess what it is. What this secret is.’ It seemed to fit just perfectly.
His mother died moons after he was named, over a horrible cough that would have taken even the strongest of souls. And, of course, he didn’t know anything about his father. He didn’t care though. It was a secret, and sometimes it’s best they stay that way.
[/size]Of course, his mother couldn’t keep secrets like he cat. Everyone thought that handsome tom, Goursetail, was his father. But his mother, Snowheart, had really fallen in love with a cat from Eclispeclan. They’d fallen in love and had a kitten. And so, he was asked to keep the secret one dark, cold night. He’d agreed, and from then on never told a single thing to anyone. He’s practically mute in some cat’s opinion.
And that stayed all the way through his apprenticeship. If his mentor asked him a question, he’d reply with movements of his tail, or maybe a single word. Sometimes, it would be by showing the older tom what Rainpaw ment. It seemed to work out just fine.
So fine and well that he was made a warrior earlier than the rest of his den mates. Rainmask was named, appearantly, for the look he always gave people that seemed to say ‘try and guess what it is. What this secret is.’ It seemed to fit just perfectly.
His mother died moons after he was named, over a horrible cough that would have taken even the strongest of souls. And, of course, he didn’t know anything about his father. He didn’t care though. It was a secret, and sometimes it’s best they stay that way.
In Character -Accepted on 1st bio-
Relationships/Kin Snowheart(Mother, Deceased), Goursetail(Fake Father, Loner), Unknown cat in Eclispeclan(Father, unknown)
Other Wants a mate to share things with.
Codewords Painting Portraits of Ghosts
