Wolfkit

[Sheer]

Name: Wolfkit (Wolfblade)
Gender: Tom
Moons: 1/2 moon
Rank: Leader
Clan/Land: Shadowclan
Description:

Wolfkit's current build is small and thin like the kit he is. His fur is short with no over coat so it's silky and smooth just like an undercoat should be but still retains warmth easily except in the coldest of weathers. His soft, short, silky fur is in dark auburn. It's mostly a dark brown shade with the tips having the slightest shade of a lighter auburn. Aside of the slight dusting of a lighter color Wolfkit's fur is all in one shade with no blemish and it lies flat across his small body. His tail has no plume and is edge with the same auburn that the rest of his body is. Strange because his dark pelt doesn't look anything like the rusty colors of his brother's pelts. Wolfkit's pelt might be soft and pretty looking but his eyes are what stands out. Among the auburn that makes up his pelt his eyes are a clear bright yellow. As light a shade as you can get out of amber. Against his fur they stand out like a fire in the night.

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History // Past:

::Unknowing Kitten::
Wolfkit doesn't remember, Wolfkit doesn't know and most of all: Wolfkit doesn't care. The auburn kitten doesn't remember anything, he's not that old, his memory isn't as sharpened or as developed as it should be. But there is something deep inside the deepest corners of his mind that reminds me of something like living in a cave. Pitch darkness day in and day out, there wasn't even a day time. It was cold and uncomfortable, kind of like being blind and deaf, not understanding what you're feeling just by touch. He's dreamed of it over and over and over again. Sometimes it was a cunning nightmare that would sneak up on him in the darkest part of the night. Other times it was a relaxing dream of cool surfaces and the quiet peaceful darkness. Wolfkit has two siblings: Coyotekit and Jackalkit. Some cats say it was fortunate to grow up with siblings in a clan, he begged to differ. Wolfkit is certain that his kin doesn't like him, he doesn't like them either, he just wanted to be left alone, that's all. In his short life he had been fustrated, annoyed and pestered in his pessimistic point of view. Life is just a game as he see's it and he is determined to hold his own however many moons he might live

Personality:

Wolfkit is the loner in the bunch and you could tell on look. He's gruff and blunt and doesn't mind blatently disrespecting elders and peers alike. He's a tough little kitten who's tough on the outside and even tougher on the inside. Wolfkit is very talented in fighting and in intellectual. However he wants to be left alone. He's rough at the edges, mordant and rude. But he does have all the skills to back up his words. Wolfkit's biggest physical blemish is the fact that he has trouble sleeping. He has very vivid dreams (not sent by StarClan, some dreams are just dreams) which keep him from sleeping and can cause him to sink into exhaustion. Wolfkit also likes to rush life and doesn't care who he has to mow down of his way. Unfortunetly for that he has no goals and just waits for forks of life to come to him. He's often moody and doesn't want anyone near him. But strangely Wolfkit has a bit of a soft spot for his siblings, he wants what's best for them. If it was winter and Coyotekit or Jackalkit offered him some prey they found he would insist they keep it for themselves. He keeps up the barrier but grudgingly admits that he cares for his siblings more then he cares for his own life and won't hesitate to die for them no matter how much he hated them. He'd yell at them for being weak or breaking down and will make hard decisions and hurt their feelings if he feel's it's for their own good. He has a love-hate relationship with his siblings. But also Wolfkit is convinced that all emotions: love, hate, sorrow, compassion, pity, happiness, all of them are just made up.

Role Playing Example:

Dark caves, the cold smooth ground, all of it seemed so real. This time it was the nightmare and it sent tearing cold pains through him. It felt like he was freezing from the outside in. It hurt so bad! Wolfkit jerked awake, he wasn't shaking or whimpering. He wasn't a baby like the other kits. He sunk back down shaking not with fear but with exhaustion. Third night in a row that dream had been a nightmare he was so tired. So tired...

Theme Song: I Hate Everything About You
Code Word: Twisted Warrior
Biography Completion: Yes

[ḞḶIṆṪ]

Hope he likes his new mom! Approved.