Post by Owlfeather on Aug 4, 2014 16:34:12 GMT -7
PERSONALITYOwlfeather is always trying to prove himself, each day he does his tasks deligentally and quickly. He is often the first one to volunteer for a task while never shirking his duties.
He tends to overwork himself, he tirelessly hunts and trains until he is satisfied he can do no more. Sometimes he actually makes sure he gets enough sleep but more often than not he ends up tired. He doesn't know when to stop he just knows he has be better than anyone, better than his sister. He doesn't realize that he is starting to hurt himself this way.
He usually comes off as anti-social to most cats but in reality he can be fairly sweet. With an exception to Ravenstar, he is usually kind and even caring to his clanmates though usually he can lay on his charm a bit too much in an attempt to get everyone to like him. He tries to be nicest to apprentices, hoping to get his own one day.
He is short tempered, he doesn't like to take order and will often charge ahead and not think clearly. He is quick to judge and quick to fight and many cats will meet his sharp tongue to anyone who gets on his bad side.
He can be easily offended, he doesn't like to be negativly talked about and stresses about what others think of him though he pretends he doesn't care.
When Owlfeather is being genuine, its shown that he truly wants the approval of his clanmates and loyal friends. He is fiercely protective of the ones he cares about, terrified of loss, and he can even be charming and pleasant to be around if he is around cats he finds pleasant. He even likes to goof around a bit, but usually he is too busy trying to reach his ambitions and absorbed in his jealously to let himself be relaxed and carefree.
APPEARANCE
Owlfeather is around average size for a tom cat but his physique is a bit different from typical Leafclan cats, possibly because of his loner father. He has a stocky build, his body, legs and tail are not long and lithe but short and thick but not drastically so. He is not very agile therefore compensates with the brute strength of his muscle, he happens to have a hard time moving around in his own Clan but he works hard to keep up with the rest of his clanmates speed. He is careful and slow when he moves amongst the branches. On the battlefield he is much faster, more graceful, his strength makes him a keen fighter.
His face is a bit towards the rounded side, almost soft looking compared to his stocky body. His eyes have rings of black around them against the white it makes his bright, amber eyes look clearer and stronger. His ears are normal for his head and body size, his nose is pink and sensitive to smell.
Owlfeather usually keeps his short fur clean, though sometimes he will not groom to save time or because he is too tired for that day, still he never lets it become too dusty. When it is well groomed it lays flat and shines handsomely. His fur is mainly white the most contrast being the black patches that appear on his body. The black fur covers his ears and the sides of his temples only to stop at his eyes and make an arch over his forehead. He also has a black tail and a smaller black spot on his left leg, otherwise the rest of his fur is as white as snow.
Owlfeather is around average size for a tom cat but his physique is a bit different from typical Leafclan cats, possibly because of his loner father. He has a stocky build, his body, legs and tail are not long and lithe but short and thick but not drastically so. He is not very agile therefore compensates with the brute strength of his muscle, he happens to have a hard time moving around in his own Clan but he works hard to keep up with the rest of his clanmates speed. He is careful and slow when he moves amongst the branches. On the battlefield he is much faster, more graceful, his strength makes him a keen fighter.
His face is a bit towards the rounded side, almost soft looking compared to his stocky body. His eyes have rings of black around them against the white it makes his bright, amber eyes look clearer and stronger. His ears are normal for his head and body size, his nose is pink and sensitive to smell.
Owlfeather usually keeps his short fur clean, though sometimes he will not groom to save time or because he is too tired for that day, still he never lets it become too dusty. When it is well groomed it lays flat and shines handsomely. His fur is mainly white the most contrast being the black patches that appear on his body. The black fur covers his ears and the sides of his temples only to stop at his eyes and make an arch over his forehead. He also has a black tail and a smaller black spot on his left leg, otherwise the rest of his fur is as white as snow.
KIN
Foxsong of Leafclan - Mother [Deceased]
Crow the Loner - Father
Ravenstar of Leafclan - Sister
Foxsong of Leafclan - Mother [Deceased]
Crow the Loner - Father
Ravenstar of Leafclan - Sister
Tempest - half-brother
HISTORY
As a kit it would seem that Owlkit would grow up to be happy and strong. He was playful, got along with his sister and was known to closely follow his mother everywhere. He rarely ever wanted to leave her side, even if he got mocked for it.
He and his sister Ravenkit were just barely getting use to their legs when their lives changed forever. It wasn't even a good change, they were not becoming apprentices for they still had many moons to go for that.
It was the day he learned he was not quite fully Leafclan. When he began to learn he would never be quite good enough. His mother was killed by warriors from her own clan because she was caught meeting her mate, his father. His father was not clan, he was a loner.
At the time he didn't quite understand, he just knew he wanted his mother back and not this stranger in the nursery who was now in charge to watch them.
When he became an apprentice he knew something was wrong, many of his clanmates treated him and Ravenpaw with distaste and he would hear many of the cruel words they spoke under their breaths. Owlpaw thought his clan hated him, for awhile he remained quiet and meek. Speaking only when spoken too and refusing to socialize with any other apprentices.
Frostwhisker helped him though when he was training, taught him to see past the scorn and for him to do his best.
His mentor taught him that when he failed to keep trying and it wasn't long before he started exceed the expectations meant for him and learn even more advanced fighting techniques for his age.
If the clan didn't like Owlpaw's blood he would prove to them he belong here by shedding other clan's blood, no matter what that cost was to him.
Before he was a warrior though, he started to notice something else. The bond between his sister and Ferretstar, he couldn't understand why their leader had such an interest in Ravenpaw but not him. They had both gone through the same trials, why was she so special?
As a warrior he was incredibly proud of himself, he had done it he had finally been able to show his strength. He would be the fiercest fighter of them all, he wanted to lead Leafclan into glory.
When his old mentor Frostwhisker had died Owlfeather briefly went back to his shell, hiding away from his clanmates. He had not been all that close to Frostwhisker but the deputy's death had been depressing to him. During that time he had been thinking though, Ferretstar needed a Deputy and there was a chance that could be him.
But his dreams were crushed, he didn't have an apprentice yet. It couldn't be him. Still, he knew he was young and the chance he one day could be leader was excitement enough to engage with his clanmates once more.
Then his sister, Ravensong was chosen as Deputy. Owlfeather was furious, he would of been fine with any other cat but her. It was a terrible choice, she was inexperience and the only reason it happened was because Ferretstar was only choosing favorites. There were plently of senior warriors who would of been much better choices.
He let his opinions known to every cat but Ferretstar and Ravensong, he learned other cats agreed and he grew friendships with them. Strangely, his growing jealously and separation from his sister was making him popular for a few of his clanmates. He liked it, he wasn't just some loner's kit, he had a voice. He was a warrior of Leafclan, strong, proud and there were even cats who agreed with him. It felt like family.
He wasn't the favorite like his sister but he had a place and he was going to keep that place until everyone knew just how great he was going to be.
BONE SHOP ITEMS
N/A
HISTORY
As a kit it would seem that Owlkit would grow up to be happy and strong. He was playful, got along with his sister and was known to closely follow his mother everywhere. He rarely ever wanted to leave her side, even if he got mocked for it.
He and his sister Ravenkit were just barely getting use to their legs when their lives changed forever. It wasn't even a good change, they were not becoming apprentices for they still had many moons to go for that.
It was the day he learned he was not quite fully Leafclan. When he began to learn he would never be quite good enough. His mother was killed by warriors from her own clan because she was caught meeting her mate, his father. His father was not clan, he was a loner.
At the time he didn't quite understand, he just knew he wanted his mother back and not this stranger in the nursery who was now in charge to watch them.
When he became an apprentice he knew something was wrong, many of his clanmates treated him and Ravenpaw with distaste and he would hear many of the cruel words they spoke under their breaths. Owlpaw thought his clan hated him, for awhile he remained quiet and meek. Speaking only when spoken too and refusing to socialize with any other apprentices.
Frostwhisker helped him though when he was training, taught him to see past the scorn and for him to do his best.
His mentor taught him that when he failed to keep trying and it wasn't long before he started exceed the expectations meant for him and learn even more advanced fighting techniques for his age.
If the clan didn't like Owlpaw's blood he would prove to them he belong here by shedding other clan's blood, no matter what that cost was to him.
Before he was a warrior though, he started to notice something else. The bond between his sister and Ferretstar, he couldn't understand why their leader had such an interest in Ravenpaw but not him. They had both gone through the same trials, why was she so special?
As a warrior he was incredibly proud of himself, he had done it he had finally been able to show his strength. He would be the fiercest fighter of them all, he wanted to lead Leafclan into glory.
When his old mentor Frostwhisker had died Owlfeather briefly went back to his shell, hiding away from his clanmates. He had not been all that close to Frostwhisker but the deputy's death had been depressing to him. During that time he had been thinking though, Ferretstar needed a Deputy and there was a chance that could be him.
But his dreams were crushed, he didn't have an apprentice yet. It couldn't be him. Still, he knew he was young and the chance he one day could be leader was excitement enough to engage with his clanmates once more.
Then his sister, Ravensong was chosen as Deputy. Owlfeather was furious, he would of been fine with any other cat but her. It was a terrible choice, she was inexperience and the only reason it happened was because Ferretstar was only choosing favorites. There were plently of senior warriors who would of been much better choices.
He let his opinions known to every cat but Ferretstar and Ravensong, he learned other cats agreed and he grew friendships with them. Strangely, his growing jealously and separation from his sister was making him popular for a few of his clanmates. He liked it, he wasn't just some loner's kit, he had a voice. He was a warrior of Leafclan, strong, proud and there were even cats who agreed with him. It felt like family.
He wasn't the favorite like his sister but he had a place and he was going to keep that place until everyone knew just how great he was going to be.
BONE SHOP ITEMS
N/A
Owlfeather, Warrior of LEAFCLAN
26 Moons ||Tom
Pansexual
26 Moons ||Tom
Pansexual
