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Post by [Venom] on May 27, 2007 14:20:12 GMT -5
[glow=green,2,300]Name:[/glow]
Venomkit [Merely Venom as a warrior name]
[glow=green,2,300]Clan:[/glow]
Rogueclan
[glow=green,2,300]Position:[/glow]
Kit
[glow=green,2,300]Age:[/glow]
5 1/2 moons
[glow=green,2,300]Gender:[/glow]
Tom
[glow=green,2,300]Peltage:[/glow]
Venom has a pure white pelt with large dark grey spots at the base of each ear. He has dark brown eyes tinted with blood red crimson. He is built lankly, and looks to be merely skin and bone, but look closer and you will see nothing but muscle rippling beneath that alabaster peltage. His legs are quite long and allow him to outrun most cats his age. His tail is long and slim, and his paws are large fro his size. He has never seen his own reflection, for he is blind.
[glow=green,2,300]Picture:[/glow]
[glow=green,2,300]Personality:[/glow]
Venom is an ambitious young tom & has been since the minute he opened his crimson orbs. He wants so much to be powerful, but feels dragged back by the fact that he is only half-clan related to the rogues. He is very close to his brother and sister [Swiftkit&Shimmerkit] and would die to protect them. This young tom hates it when adults take pity on him just because he doesn't have the gift of sight, he gets quite put off by this and can seem very pissed a lot of the time. Despite the fact that he seems like he's always mad, he is an amazing cat. He is sweet, charming, and amazingly well mannered around she-cats. You would think he would let his blindness effect the way he would train, but he doesn't need different methods of training, he only tries twice as hard at the normal methods. He has every smell in the forest memorized, and can navigate just as good as any other cat.
[glow=green,2,300]IC:[/glow]
A draft seeped into the sleepy nursery, the young tom felt it rub it's rigid back against his tiny body. He heard his mother's wheezing increase, and sensed her body seize up when a spasm of coughs racked her sleeping form. A new smell hit the tiny toms senses, rancid...& rotting. Like death & infection combined, he was smelling disease. He tracked the smell back to his mother, she needed help immediately. But what was a mere blind kit to do for his mother, he had barely been out of the nursery much less to the medicine cats den. The only thing he could do for her was press closer to his dear mother, pray she found more peace in the next life than she found here, and remain strong for his siblings. Sleep took over his senses, and when he woke his mother's spirit had left him.
[glow=green,2,300]Code:[/glow]
Spring
Venomkit [Merely Venom as a warrior name]
[glow=green,2,300]Clan:[/glow]
Rogueclan
[glow=green,2,300]Position:[/glow]
Kit
[glow=green,2,300]Age:[/glow]
5 1/2 moons
[glow=green,2,300]Gender:[/glow]
Tom
[glow=green,2,300]Peltage:[/glow]
Venom has a pure white pelt with large dark grey spots at the base of each ear. He has dark brown eyes tinted with blood red crimson. He is built lankly, and looks to be merely skin and bone, but look closer and you will see nothing but muscle rippling beneath that alabaster peltage. His legs are quite long and allow him to outrun most cats his age. His tail is long and slim, and his paws are large fro his size. He has never seen his own reflection, for he is blind.
[glow=green,2,300]Picture:[/glow]
[glow=green,2,300]Personality:[/glow]
Venom is an ambitious young tom & has been since the minute he opened his crimson orbs. He wants so much to be powerful, but feels dragged back by the fact that he is only half-clan related to the rogues. He is very close to his brother and sister [Swiftkit&Shimmerkit] and would die to protect them. This young tom hates it when adults take pity on him just because he doesn't have the gift of sight, he gets quite put off by this and can seem very pissed a lot of the time. Despite the fact that he seems like he's always mad, he is an amazing cat. He is sweet, charming, and amazingly well mannered around she-cats. You would think he would let his blindness effect the way he would train, but he doesn't need different methods of training, he only tries twice as hard at the normal methods. He has every smell in the forest memorized, and can navigate just as good as any other cat.
[glow=green,2,300]IC:[/glow]
A draft seeped into the sleepy nursery, the young tom felt it rub it's rigid back against his tiny body. He heard his mother's wheezing increase, and sensed her body seize up when a spasm of coughs racked her sleeping form. A new smell hit the tiny toms senses, rancid...& rotting. Like death & infection combined, he was smelling disease. He tracked the smell back to his mother, she needed help immediately. But what was a mere blind kit to do for his mother, he had barely been out of the nursery much less to the medicine cats den. The only thing he could do for her was press closer to his dear mother, pray she found more peace in the next life than she found here, and remain strong for his siblings. Sleep took over his senses, and when he woke his mother's spirit had left him.
[glow=green,2,300]Code:[/glow]
Spring
