Post by simonwho on Dec 9, 2019 14:38:47 GMT
Crowleap | Thirty-two  Moons | Shadowclan | Fire | Tom [Male]
Previous Clan(s): N/A
Sexuality: Pansexual / Polyamorous
Brief Description: A nearly black tabby tom with amber eyes and a lighter underbelly and neck.
In-depth Description: Crowleap has long tufts of fur on his tail, arms, and hind legs. His ears are large and torn, with several scars across his face. His fur is soft and thin with a glossy shine to it. His claws are black and slightly longer than normal, though they are often a bit dull. He is quite lean, and relies on his speed rather than strength.
+ Calm, Ambitious, Confident
- Flirtatious, Blunt, Stubborn
: Paternal, Quiet, Solitary
The day Crowleap had been born, the tom had never been a loud nor rambunctious kit. He had always chosen to be quiet, as it proved to let him observe the personalities of his clanmates. The tom chooses to be solitary and away from most of his clanmates, not wanting to annoy them as his siblings had said he was annoying. The cat has a soft spot for kits and will always willingly adopt any orphaned kits, adding to his paternal trait. He is rather flirtatious with the toms, she-cats, and non-binary cats of his clan, sometimes taking it a tad too far and getting a smack to the face; though, it's not his fault the cats are so attractive, now is it? He doesn't like to sugarcoat anything, preferring to be blunt with his clanmates rather than make it seem better than it is, not wanting to hide any part of a truth from them. He follows the warrior code and is rather stubborn about it, not wanting to stray from it and anger his ancestors. Crowleap had always been a cat who speaks his mind, showing how confident he is with his opinions and ideas. With his ambitious personality, the tom always wants to make himself and his clan even better than it already is; whether it be through hunting, fighting, or even living. He is a master at staying calm in chaotic situations, observing his surroundings or both sides of a story, choosing to go with a neutral approach rather than pick a side.
Likes: Being alone, hunting, adopting kits
Dislikes: Most loners/rogues, orphaned kits, injured clanmates
- Small Fireball
- Flaming Claws
- Smoke Bomb
- Mastery Skill: Hellfire
Crowleap never really had good, loving parents growing up. His mother nursed him, but never loved him. He wasn't abused or neglected, just not loved. Though, the young tom grew up just fine. He quickly learned how to control the fire element with the help of his mentor, Black-. It seemed the tom had a normal life, at first. That was, until, a fox kit attacked him on a hunt. Suffering only minor injuries, aside from the long scar across his left side, the cat proudly shows his 'battle scars,' as he calls them. One particularly cold winter, the cold claimed both his parents and his brother, leaving the still apprentice an orphan. After briefly mourning their deaths, he quickly earned his warrior name; Crowleap. Not particularly wanting to be close to anyone, the tom didn't make any friends, resulting in him being alone most, if not all, of the time. It was a wonder that they even remembered his name.