Lightheart, SC

[heathclaw]

Lightheart

need to know

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»clan: ShadowClan
» age: 24 moons
» gender: Male
» rank: Warrior
» status: Healthy
» mentor/apprentice: Open. Expect silliness and unorthodox training methods.

» description: Black and white harlequin spotted tom with blue and green eyes.[/ul]
deeper

[/b] Lightheart is a mostly white cat, hence the "Light". His tail is completely dipped in black, and there are spots of black at the bases of his ears, but the remaining pattern looks like Lightheart jumped into a small puddle of ink, with small patches dotted randomly on either side of his body, in a symmetrical pattern. He has overlong, sensitive whiskers, and larger than normal ears, and a generally goofy looking face. He has heterochromia; meaning his eyes are different colors, his left is blue and his right is green. He is a thin cat, with a build more suited to squeezing into tight spaces and zipping around from place to place. He doesn't take quite as much care of his fur as he ought to (so many more fun things to do), and it often ends up in clumps due to whatever latest thing he's been messing around in. Most of the time, Lightheart exudes an aura of happiness and cheerfulness, with a twinkle in his eye and a big happy grin, a warm and infectious kind of feeling. However, on rare occasions, and only when he thinks he's by himself, Lightheart adopts a more pensive look, donning an expression somewhere in between lost and confused.

» personality:
Lightheart appears to be a very friendly, easy-going cat. He usually have any problems with other cats, and when he does, he usually doesn't get angry. He'll usually brush it off, and pay his offender back with a clever prank at some later time. According to Lightheart, a life full of happiness and laughter is a life lived well, and so he tries his best to spread this happiness to his clan mates. He has fewer inhibitions, and will do silly, kittish things from time to time, like amassing pine cones, tripping and rolling around, telling stupid jokes, or teasing sourpuss cats.

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What lies beneath: Lightheart may look and act like an idiot, but he is by no means a fool. Although he acts kittish, he's not naive, and he knows a dangerous situation when he sees one. He is a meticulous planner, quick-witted, and observant, able to pick up the temperament of other cats quickly. Rather than solve a conflict with force, he prefers to use his wits to defuse the situation, often lowering a cat's guard with his goofball persona. And if worst comes to worst, he won't hesitate to hightail it out of a heated conflict. He is an idealist, and believes very much in the goodness of others, or at least, wants to believe in it. He is confident that StarClan has not abandoned them, although he pretends not to have an opinion on the matter.

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Deep dive: Deep down, Lightheart is not really the cheerful cat that he pretends to be. His happy demeanor is nothing more than an act put on for the benefit of other cats, a ploy to be amusing and to get attention. At his core, Lightheart is lonely and confused. He makes friends easily, yes, but he has a difficult time getting close to anyone for fear of being hurt. And he deeply fears being alone and unwanted.

» background: Lightheart doesn't remember anything about his parents or his littermates. The little kit was left orphaned at a young age, his kin victims of the carrionplace plague that promoted Hazelstar to deputy. Instead, he was raised by the entire nursery- This lack of a solid parental figure may have contributed to Lightheart's current penchant for mischief; he certainly didn't grow up like the other kits

He quickly grew bored with the play fighting that the other kits were so fond of, trying instead to convince them to play tag or a riddle game of his own invention. He was already being described as a cheeky little rogue at this time, making humorous comments on odd nature of his upbringing and playing tricks on unwary kits, who often woke up with pine needles dotting their fur or honey on their nose.

The trouble really began to start once Lightkit made apprentice. Now that he was supposed to be responsible for his actions, certain cats began to expect that young Lightpaw would shape up and start behaving seriously. These cats were destined to be disappointed. Lightheart as an apprentice was no better that Lightheart as a kit, in fact, with his newfound freedoms, he was actually worse. Occasionally, a live piece of prey would find itself in the fresh-kill pile, or an elder might find berry juice in his/her bedding, and wake up with a stripe of sticky color in their fur. Of course, Lightpaw was subjected to a variety of different punishments for this, the most severe of which was a period of solitary confinement in the apprentice’s den. All of the other penalties Lightpaw was able to brush aside, but being cut off from other cats was most unbearable.

Surprisingly, Lightpaw got along pretty well with his mentor. Perhaps he knew better than to test the patience of the older cat that had great sway over his future. Or perhaps the older cat also had a sense of humor. Somehow, Lightpaw made warrior, earning the name of Lightheart, for the most obvious of reasons. Since then, he's begun to take his duties just a little bit more seriously, especially in light of recent events, what with the bloody battle at the last gathering, and the silence of StarClan. But just a little bit. [/ul]
immediate kin

[/b] Open to either gender. Good luck getting past that friend zone though! XD
» sons:
» daughters: [/ul]
extended kin

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» mother: Sootfur (Deceased)

» brothers: Ravenkit (Deceased)
» sisters: Icekit (Deceased)[/ul][/FONT][/size]

[sporelett]

Only comment I have is that his appearance is a bit sparse. Another 30 words or so to bulk it up and he'll be good to go.

[heathclaw]

Modified for word count limit. C8