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Description
Name: Nightstripe
Age: 20 Moons
Gender: Male
Preferred Pronouns: He/Him
Clan: RootClan
Rank: Warrior
-Apperance-
A somewhat fragile looking tom with very short fur. His coat has a silvery sheen accented by very dark stripes. He is of very standard build without any notable muscle, but there is a bit of roundness in his belly.
Scars or conditions:
None
-Personality-
Nightstripe is a rather timid cat who is bad with making decisions and performing under pressure. He finds it hard to make himself heard within the Clan, and usually keeps off to the side to wait for instruction. He has some mild paranoia surrounding getting hurt, whether it be in battle or in everyday situations. He will still fight for his Clan, but is reluctant to do so. He does his best to keep his fears contained out of concern for being viewed as weak. His greatest skills come in sneaking through the brush and scouting.
-Romance-
Looking for:
Nothing in particular.
Orentation:
Bisexual
-Relationships-
None
-History-
Nightstripe's parents were average warriors, living out their days hunting and patrolling like any other cat would. Nightstripe himself was always somewhat drawn to staying in the camp, jumping in fear when he encountered spiders or centipedes and hiding behind his mother. He was pushed to face his fears by his parents and his peers, and as an apprentice he worked hard to apply himself and do everything his mentor told him. He had considered being a medicine cat apprentice to avoid conflicts, but found he grew sick at the sight of heavy wounds and quickly discarded the idea. Nightstripe took a little longer to become a warrior than the other apprentices but he didn't mind. Now he sits off to the side, hoping to be overlooked and never considered for mentoring an apprentice.
-Roleplay Sample-
Nightstripe trotted through the forest as quickly as he could, heading back to the RootClan camp. Woody debris on the ground crackled beneath his pawsteps. Each little noise in the growing darkness put the tom off, edging him to the brink of panic. The sounds of the crickets and katydids that were so familiar and comforting during the daylight now haunted him, the eerie songs echoing through every corner of his mind, pushing him to break into a run. His heart jumped to his throat as he ran, no longer caring if he made noise. His body hurtled into shrubs, branches grazing harshly on his flanks and snapping against his legs as he made a hasty retreat back home.
-Contact-
Timezone: Central
Skype username: Discord ID #8230 (its a discord based group right ahh)
Your pronouns: She/Her
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