Post by kayde on Jul 16, 2014 20:27:51 GMT -5
| MUDSPLASH | WINDCLAN WARRIOR | 35 MOONS | TOM Mudsplash isn't an incredibly attractive tom. He's small and thin, with rough fur full of dust and dirt, probably from hanging out on the moors all day. His fur itself is white at it's base, with black and brown splotches covering his body. He's got a few notches taken out in his ear from who knows what. His eyes are a intimidating blue, and stand out from the rest of his body. Mudsplash isn't very noticeable in a crowd. He could disappear in a moment's notice and nobody would really care unless they were really looking for him. He always seemed to be the lesser known cat of the family, and that's just the way he liked it. From a glance he's seems kinda chill, a go-with-the-flow kinda guy, ya know? But hey, looks are deceiving, and he probably wouldn't hesitate to call you out on your stupidity. That is, if you even wanted to talk to him in the first place. He loves to watch things, specifically other cats. He eavesdrops on others' conversations, spies on cats out on "patrols." He's always up-to-date with the latest Windclan gossip, and could write pages about the misdemeanors of others (that is, if cats could write). He shows no loyalties to anyone, not even his own family. Nothing could change his mind, not even an offer of all the power Starclan could give. Neutrality is the best stance, in his opinion. He was born in a litter of three to a mother that cared more about structure and keeping everyone else in line and a father that never kept his mouth shut about his achievements. Both his siblings were perfectly chatty and boastful, if a bit obnoxious about their accomplishments. He preferred to keep his distance from the rest of his family and their drama, and instead pursued his own interests. As a kit he stayed close to camp where it was safest, but made his way around to listen in on others. His apprenticeship went fairly well, if only for a minor mishap when the leader forgot to call his name for the ceremony. He didn't take his training as seriously as he could have, as he was always too busy running around Windclan territory and looking at all the interesting places. He discovered the caved-in tunnels after years of abandonment, but never warmed up to the idea of going down there to see what was up. He became a warrior and kept to his ways of sneaking around, and serves more as a pillar of information to those who want it. Not like they see him skulking around anyway. Hawkmask; father Blackcloud; mother Lillynose; sister Patchpelt; brother Featherpaw & Billowpaw; nieces | -- AIN'T NO REST FOR THE WICKED |