Post by ∙Icy∙ on Apr 25, 2011 18:08:08 GMT -6
<---- FOGTAIL
Tom, Thirty-three moons
RANK:
Warrior
ALLIANCE:
Hillclan
APPEARANCE:
Fogtail is a lightly built, smokey gray tabby with dark green eyes.
PERSONALITY:
L o y a l i s t ;; Truely, honestly, Fogtail is quite a loyal tom to his Clan. It may not seem like it at first glance, though it is absolutely true. His priorities do not seem to waver to anything other than his Clan, his leader, those that are older than him... In a whole, he is a loyalist to HillClan, never daring to go out of the borders.
I d i o t i c ;; No matter what he tells you, he is, most definitely, a pure idiot. A hobby of his is just chasing /beetles/, and not the colorful ones either. Anything dull excites him, even the thought of cleaning out bedding makes him excited. ...And even Fogtail can get that completely wrong. What an idiot.
A t t e n t i o n - l o v i n g ;; Even if he is a honest-to-StarClan loyalist and idiot, Fogtail is also fairly attention-loving. All the love must go to /him/, and him alone. Even if he has to get a deep gash down his side for attention, he'd do it in a heartbeat. That's how much he just adores his attention. Who knows if that was the reason that Rainfail actually liked him for more than a single second.
REASON FOR NAME: Fog- stands for his wispy gray fur, and -tail stands for his balance.
FAMILY:
Mapleflower, mother, NPC
Eagleflight, father, NPC
Riverstep, sister, NPC
HISTORY:
F o g k i t ;; Thirty-three moons in the past, two warriors, named Mapleflower and Eagleflight, both in a deep love, gave birth to two little kits. This was their first litter, and techinically, their last, for the mother just didn't feel like going through the entire process again. Although, they were quite excited at the birth of two gray kits, one tom, one she-kit. The she-kit was named Riverkit, and the tom was Fogkit. This is where everything turned for the worse.
F o g p a w ;; Time passes by quickly enough for the duo of Riverkit and Fogkit, soon earning them their apprentice names of Riverpaw and Fogpaw. The latter of the two had recieved a decent enough mentor, where they could both chase beetles and butterflies. That mentor's name was Thymenose.
F o g t a i l ;; Unlike his sibling, who became a warrior at thirteen moons, he stayed as an apprentice for a tad longer, just until he was fifteen moons. He wasn't the best of warriors, to be truthful, though somehow, he managed tohelp other warriorsdrive a fox out of the territory. So, it wasn't so bad after all.
Even in all his glory, he managed to have a little bit of sanity. That sanity had allowed him to flirt with a pretty she-cat named Sorrelheart, and they were close to having kits.
Except, well, Sorrelheart died in the paws of a different Clan's warrior. It was pretty heart-breaking for Fogtail, except....
He got over it. Far too quickly..
Yup, that's Fogtail for you.
RP EXAMPLE:
Uhm, Icy no want to. >c
....Fiiine.
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'Ugh, merda, why am I here again?' The young girl thought crossly, a pout across her face, her arms folded over one another. God, she hated cleaning. Heck, she hated anything that had to do with dammed work. She only did it when she was ordered to, when there was an unhappy Spain in the house. Except today, he wasn't there, and instead, he went out, not telling her where he had gone off to. She was curious to this place of mystery, but she'll just have to ask him when he got back... or if he came back. Don't get her wrong, she doesn't like the Spaniard, but she can't help but worry about him on occassion, even though he did take control of her country.
"Come on Abri, he'll be back and as annoying as ever in a bit. Might as well try to get some work done..." Sardinia gave a low sigh, uncrossing her arms and reaching over to her left for the broom and dustpan. Her eyes were cast to the side, where a small white mouse sat there, blinking its beady eyes up at her. "Eh, what's the harm?" She muttered to herself, unhanding the pan to pick up the rodent, who skittered quickly to her shoulder. A small grin crept up onto her lips, a pleased expression shrouding her earlier emotions. He's actually kinda cute... I'll name him Allegro, since he's so cheerful. She pondered, then returning her attention to her working supplies. ...Yup, it was going to be a long afternoon.
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It was about close to mid-day when the creaking of the door sounded in her ears, quickly jolting her attention to working even more swiftly. "Gah! I'm sorry Boss! I'm working as fast as I can!" She called back in the direction of the front of the house, a small squeak from Allegro causing her to stop and turn around. She blinked a few times before doing so, but her eyes were dead set on, not Spain, but the other two younger kids, the girl among them being a bit older than the boy. "A-Anto- I mean, Boss? Who're they?" She questioned in a whimper, taking a few steps backward, almost running into a wall.
She barely caught the answer from the Spanish man before the younger Italian's voice cut through her thoughts. "S-sardinia?" She blinked a few times in his direction before giving a slight nod, then realizing who this was. "Lovino? What are you doing here..." Snapping back into her work, she turned her back from the boy, beginning to sweep up again, feeling the mouse nuzzling into her neck and hair. She really didn't want to begin a conversation or anything with any of them, but she had a feeling that she would in due time.
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