Post by sporelett on Mar 7, 2012 22:08:07 GMT -5
s o o t k i t
n e e d . t o . k n o w
» clan : ShadowClan
» age : Five Moons
» gender : Tom
» rank : Kit
» status : Healthy
» description : Black tom with amber eyes.[/ul]
g o i n g . d e e p e r
» appearance : Tall . Graceful . Muscular . Dark . Svelte . Sleek . Domineering
Sootkit is large and sturdy, a superbly healthy specimen of a cat if ever there was one. Long, powerful legs are firmly affixed to a robust body broad through the chest and narrow in the hips. His silhouette is all sleek streamlines, with a thick, tapering tail at one end and a slightly crook-nosed muzzle completing the other. Large ears sit atop his sharp-featured face, making an inverted triangle that begins at the rounded tip of each hollow wedge and ends with his square jaw. Though young, Sootkit commands the ground on which he treads with graceful steps of his broad black paws. Short fur of the same colour covers almost the entirety of his body, from a fine fuzz on the backs of his ears to the plush layer covering his belly. Only a few pale white specks freckle the fur on his throat and chest, hiding amongst the sea of black. His whiskers are white as well, erupting from eyebrows, cheeks, muzzle and wrists in fine sprays. Sootkit's eyes are golden-amber, hot as the flames their colour so closely matches. This young tom is bold as brass; it shows clearly in his expression, and is mirrored in each movement he makes and every word he speaks.
» personality : Outspoken . Brash . Opinionated . Stubborn . Insolent . Cocky
Sootkit is a remarkable young tom by virtue of the impressive thickness of his skull. What Sootkit thinks is, in his mind, what's right. He likes to loudly broadcast his opinions to anyone in range, with no thought for tact or delicacy. Good luck to anyone trying to change his opinion on anything--while not one to deny proven things like the sun cycle or the existence of gravity, Sootkit has a knack for ignoring evidence placed directly in front of him in favour of maintaining his own opinion. In the event that any cat does manage to sway his opinion in a debate, he'll lie that he still disagrees just to save face. Being contrary doesn't disturb him. In fact he has sometimes been known to deliberately disagree with something a Clanmate says just to start an argument. He happily takes any opportunity he gets to be share his thoughts loudly with everyone. Sootkit enjoys the spotlight, likes being the center of attention regardless of the circumstances. He's talkative and has a bold, cocky nature that some cats are drawn to and others just find irritating. His tendency to sass any cat who orders him around makes him unpopular with figures of authority, but then again Sootkit is young yet. He may yet grow up to be a respectable member of ShadowClan.
» background : Perhaps somewhat ironically, Sootkit's life began with death. The moon preceding his conception was saturated with it, for during that moon's Gathering, the last one in eight moons, cats from all Clans were slaughtered by their enemies, leaving the oak-shaded grass slick with blood. This was the night that ShadowClan's leader Nightstar died, and the night that his deputy ascended to leader to take his place. Hazelstar, could not be granted his nine lives, for StarClan had not spoken to any cat for over four moons, but he took control nonetheless. And three moons later, Hazelstar's mate Cinderfoot gave birth to three healthy kits. Alas, the toll of blood that had been paid three moons ago was not enough to satisfy the fates watching over the new family. Cinderfoot died with blood soaking the moss of her nest and pooling inside of her body. Sootkit and his two siblings were left motherless.
With their mother gone from their sides, the tiny newborns were named by their father Hazelstar and suckled by another queen, who given birth to a single kit a few days before. The weather was good and prey was plentiful, so despite the queen's larger burden all four kits grew swiftly. After a couple of moons Sootkit and his siblings were eating prey from the fresh-kill pile and taking their first adventurous steps into camp. Sootkit viewed his mother as though she had truly given birth to him, but as he grew, he was aware that her mate was not his father. Despite being busy running his Clan Hazelstar still made an effort to visit his kits every so often, so Sootkit knew that the leader was his father, and that Hazelstar was not the father of his one foster-sibling. He and his true siblings were always treated well by their foster-mother, however, and played with her kit like kin, so they were not lonely, despite Hazelstar's long absences from their lives. With apprenticehood approaching fast, Sootkit is looking forward to receiving a mentor and beginning his training.
It is possible that he doesn't realise how much drudgery will actually be involved. Best not to tell him.
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» sons : None
» daughters : None[/ul]
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