Post by Meo on Dec 11, 2017 0:37:42 GMT
WHITEJAW
BASIC INFORMATION
NAME: Whitejaw
AGE: Seventeen moons
GENDER: Tom
SEXUALITY: Homosexual
ALLEGIANCE: SumacClan
RANK: Warrior
FAMILY:• Seaclow; Father
• Sheepcloud; Mother
APPEARANCE
FULL DESCRIPTION: Whitejaw is a lithesome and tall, lean tomcat. Considering he is lithesome and tall, the black, grey, and milky tom practically has no existence of muscle. Despite his almost, non-existent muscles, doesn't necessarily mean he isn't strong. He may not be as strong physically, but the pure alabaster tom has mental strength. His high intelligence is above most. Whitejaw doesn't depend on his physique, but if he had to depend on anything physical, it'd be his sharp claws and large paws. Moving onto his derma. Whitejaw has a long, snowy-colored pelt, but the way his fur is, it makes him appear broad though he truly isn't. Whitejaw's eyes are absolutely stunning sea-green chasms, often appearing to have a strange darkly glint depending on the lighting. He has a massive scar along his back, which drags from the scruff to the middle of his back. The scar is quite straight until it comes to the bottom, where it splits.
SHORT DESCRIPTION: a lithesome, tall, pure white long-furred tomcat with diverse sea-green eyes
SHORT DESCRIPTION: a lithesome, tall, pure white long-furred tomcat with diverse sea-green eyes
PERSONALITY
To begin with, overall, for the good, Whitejaw is an overbearingly charming and charismatic sire. He might not be the most loquacious type, but when he's speaking, his words flow out so fluently, just having a simple charm, even with the way he words and says things. He is charismatic, wanting the best for himself, including everyone around him. He is one to inspire and push those who feel they "can't" do something, when he knows, with hard work, it can be done. Whitejaw is a very focused male, as he never fails to get a task done. If he doesn't get something done, he gets stressed and frustrated with himself. Then there's if he doesn't do something correctly, he will not give up until he gets it right, making him a sedulous cat. Giving up is not something that Whitejaw does. This young, intellectual warrior is considered adroit and as said, intelligent for his rather young age. He can explain something in depth, and possibly confuse another being, either older or younger than him. He's wise for his age, it's somewhat petrifying. He is like the dictionary with his immense vocabulary. Whitejaw's last great trait is probably his frolicsome side. There are times where he can be playful, which only makes him more sweet and charming. He enjoys messing around, but there are times when that needs to stop. In conclusion, unfortunately, as great as Whitejaw is with his cleverness and focus, he does have a few negatives to him as well.
Whitejaw has trouble showing emotion, being apathetic which makes him come off as rude; misunderstood. Though, he just tries to be a tough guy. He is also quite impatient, as then again, if he's working by someone's side, they must be as dedicated as him to get whatever is it done. Lastly, because of his stoic expression and monotone vocals, he is serious and calculating, so despises "funny business", but only during important situations, when there's a threat or something dangerous may happen. Some may say seriousness and calculation is a good trait, but for him, he can often be too serious. Above all, Whitejaw might be a good man and all, but he is short-tempered, and one wrong move, he will not put up with it, and finish what had been started. He is one who doesn't walk away from situations, and in fact, as stated before, will finish them to the best of his abilities. Lastly, his imperiousness. Whitejaw, indeed, is bossy, as he prefers to get things done before beginning to mess around or make jokes. Everything must be accomplished before anything else is done.
Whitejaw has trouble showing emotion, being apathetic which makes him come off as rude; misunderstood. Though, he just tries to be a tough guy. He is also quite impatient, as then again, if he's working by someone's side, they must be as dedicated as him to get whatever is it done. Lastly, because of his stoic expression and monotone vocals, he is serious and calculating, so despises "funny business", but only during important situations, when there's a threat or something dangerous may happen. Some may say seriousness and calculation is a good trait, but for him, he can often be too serious. Above all, Whitejaw might be a good man and all, but he is short-tempered, and one wrong move, he will not put up with it, and finish what had been started. He is one who doesn't walk away from situations, and in fact, as stated before, will finish them to the best of his abilities. Lastly, his imperiousness. Whitejaw, indeed, is bossy, as he prefers to get things done before beginning to mess around or make jokes. Everything must be accomplished before anything else is done.
HISTORY
Whitekit was born to Seaclaw and Sheepcloud, two SumacClan warriors. The happy family of three. Whitekit was always a sweet and charismatic kitten. There hadn't been anything interesting that went on in his kithood, other than chasing tails, asking elders multiple questions, observing everyone, and feeding off of his mother.
Eventually, Whitekit's apprentice ceremony had came along. He hadn't been overjoyed like much kits, as he was more apprehensive, worried he'd fail his clan. He wanted to become a medicine cat instead. He preferred the thought of becoming a medicine cat. Whitekit became Whitepaw. Whitepaw's mentor was massive. He was absolutely ginormous. His name was Adderstream. His fur was long, and filled with tabby stripes.
Whitepaw's training had soon started. Adderstream was definitely not easy on him. The training sessions were challenging and knocked everything out of Whitepaw. He wanted to give up, but Adderstream kept pushing him. Adderstream was a serious and focused tom, who secretly, deep beneath that stoic mask, was a generous, sweet tom. Whitepaw could see right through him. Adderstream did have a heart, he just didn't show it.
Eventually, Whitepaw had gotten slightly ill, overbearingly fatigued. Adderstream gave in, finally showing a soft side. Adderstream frowned, picking the exhausted Whitepaw up, and carrying him to the medicine cat's den. "Whitepaw, please forgive me.." Was all Whitepaw heard before he passed out in the medicine cat's den, exhausted.
Once Whitepaw awoke, he rested in the medicine cat's den for about half a moon. After being released from the den, Adderstream and Whitepaw returned to training.
"I won't push you like that ever again, Whitepaw. I am so deeply sorry." The large tom uttered, concerned.
"I'll never give up, Adderstream. Keep pushing me until the very end." Whitepaw demanded. From that day on, Whitepaw trained hard and didn't even care if he was tired. Adderstream was just proud of Whitepaw.
Whitepaw was renamed Whitejaw for his powerful bite. How did he earn this name? He had gotten in a fight with a rogue, and the rogue had attacked him. Whitejaw, with what Adderstream had taught him, used his jaws, clamping onto the rogue's neck. The rogue bled almost instantly, tearing the flesh so easily due to his bite.
Whitejaw now, at the age of Seventeen moons, Whitejaw lives the regular life of a warrior. There hasn't been much exciting since he became a warrior, now all to do next, is begin his very first challenge as a warrior...become a mentor.
Eventually, Whitekit's apprentice ceremony had came along. He hadn't been overjoyed like much kits, as he was more apprehensive, worried he'd fail his clan. He wanted to become a medicine cat instead. He preferred the thought of becoming a medicine cat. Whitekit became Whitepaw. Whitepaw's mentor was massive. He was absolutely ginormous. His name was Adderstream. His fur was long, and filled with tabby stripes.
Whitepaw's training had soon started. Adderstream was definitely not easy on him. The training sessions were challenging and knocked everything out of Whitepaw. He wanted to give up, but Adderstream kept pushing him. Adderstream was a serious and focused tom, who secretly, deep beneath that stoic mask, was a generous, sweet tom. Whitepaw could see right through him. Adderstream did have a heart, he just didn't show it.
Eventually, Whitepaw had gotten slightly ill, overbearingly fatigued. Adderstream gave in, finally showing a soft side. Adderstream frowned, picking the exhausted Whitepaw up, and carrying him to the medicine cat's den. "Whitepaw, please forgive me.." Was all Whitepaw heard before he passed out in the medicine cat's den, exhausted.
Once Whitepaw awoke, he rested in the medicine cat's den for about half a moon. After being released from the den, Adderstream and Whitepaw returned to training.
"I won't push you like that ever again, Whitepaw. I am so deeply sorry." The large tom uttered, concerned.
"I'll never give up, Adderstream. Keep pushing me until the very end." Whitepaw demanded. From that day on, Whitepaw trained hard and didn't even care if he was tired. Adderstream was just proud of Whitepaw.
Whitepaw was renamed Whitejaw for his powerful bite. How did he earn this name? He had gotten in a fight with a rogue, and the rogue had attacked him. Whitejaw, with what Adderstream had taught him, used his jaws, clamping onto the rogue's neck. The rogue bled almost instantly, tearing the flesh so easily due to his bite.
Whitejaw now, at the age of Seventeen moons, Whitejaw lives the regular life of a warrior. There hasn't been much exciting since he became a warrior, now all to do next, is begin his very first challenge as a warrior...become a mentor.
RAZZ ♦ ADOXOGRAPHY
