Dusk****

[dusk]

Name:
Duskstar
Age:
37 moons
Gender:
Tom
Rank:
Leader
Personality:
Charmer
I'll get it out of the way right now. Duskstar is a charming tom. He has a handsome look and personality to match. Double threat to the toms, double perfect for the she-cats. He's suave of course, smooth with the talking when he isn't throwing out opinions and argumentative statements. Maybe Charmer was a bit of an over-statement? A word to really get your grasp on this tom is...

NORMAL

That's a winner when it comes to Duskstar. Throw a little bit of everything together to come up with a normal tom who has a few characteristics that shine through every now and then when the occasional calls for the certain ones. He's an average all around cat. A little bit of charm, a whole lot of loyalty, kindness but not a lot. He's opinionated, aggressive, and likes to interrupt to get his thoughts into the conversation. Although, not much of that is needed now. At the position of leader he's "matured" quite a bit. Rose to the occasion. Come out of his shell. He's refined himself down to what a Flurryclan cat really is. He holds a temper, although a wise serenity and patience now sits within him. Serenity does not mean he won't get a little tough with his words every now and then. It just means it'll take a little longer to get him to the point where the yelling and not so nice side shows. Like others in his clan he is also stubborn and opinionated. He sticks to his side and beliefs although as leader he's learned to listen to every voice in his clan. Be it a small kit or an elder. Every voice counts and every opinion becomes his. Making the final choice isn't easy, but with a Deputy and a Medicine cat as well as some trusted friends the conclusion is for the best. He's independent, and a thinker. Duskstar finds it hard to be around others and openly accept their help, but he has gotten better about being so grumpy towards those who extend a paw out to help. He's not one to push away those who offer help but he is one to do things more on his own. However he is go with the flow and laid-back. He's optimistic though darker thoughts can plague his too thoughtful mind
Picture:
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Short Description:
Lean well muscled burnt orange tom with dark mahogany brown markings and bright green eyes.
Appearance:
He's a Flurryclan cat so what should you expect? A long well muscled tom. He's lean and agile easily capable of being swift, nimble, and agile on his paws. But what cats in Flurryclan aren't. That's not different for any of the others cats in his clan. Duskstar is of an average size, not any larger than the other cats in his clan and but not smaller than the smallest. His body is in proportion to the rest although he has a rather long tail. His fur is of a shorter length, but not so short that he'll freeze in the cold temperatures of leaf bare. On the subject of fur Duskstar's is much like one of the colors of the sunset. Right when Dusk is setting in hence the prefix of his name. The burnt orange color of the sun just setting behind the horizon line is the majority of this tom's pelt. It covers his body in a soft luscious coat and has interruptions of a dark mahogany brown twisting and snaking their way through. Through his pelt are flecks of a lighter color, highlighting and adding contrast to it. There's also some darker flecks, just adding a little variety to his pelt. His eyes are a bright green complete his bright burnt orange fur.
Lives Remaining: 9
History:
KITHOOD - Brightfeather was beautiful. Even at the old age she was at she was still beautiful. Swiftstep was a young young tom. Barely out of apprenticeship. How his parents ended up together will forever be a mystery. Brightfeather had already had a few litters of kits, was almost a permanent Queen. She had a love before Swiftstep, he was her age. And then he died. Brightfeather wasn't ready to pass over into a new life, so she started another with the young restless tom. It wasn't long before Brightfeather was pregnant once again, carrying kits of an "unknown" tom though all could tell who it was. The bond between the two was seen to all of the clan. It didn't come as a surprise when Brightfeather delivered her last litter she ever would. Duskkit was born with three others, two sisters and a brother. At such an old age, it also wasn't a surprise that Brightfeather delivered two still born, the two she-cats that would of been never took a first breath. However the other tom, his brother did. Mudkit and Duskkit did not just lose their sisters, they also lose their mother. A burial for Brightfeather was held that night. To everybody's surprise Swiftstep moved on quite quickly. To an even bigger surprise, a she-cat younger than had just kitted the day before, those kits were his. Cherrynose was the name of this she-cat, and Duskkit as well as Mudkit were placed in her care. Cherrynose had kits of her own, Pebblekit and Sandkit. Both were she-kits and it was almost as if Duskkit and Mudkit had never lost their siblings at all. To Swiftstep everything was how it should be. To the clan, it was not. Swiftstep had done the wrong thing, but what could they do about it? Deerstar the current leader of the clan said nothing but kept a close eye on the "family".

Growing up as a kit with three siblings, a father and a mother was nice. Of course young Duskkit never knew of his real mother or who she was. Some in the clan would stare at him, others even would say he looked exactly like his mother. But, Swiftstep would always chase them off scared of what they might reveal. Duskkit grew rapidly, quickly becoming the leading kit in the group of four. His sisters were very opinionated and stuck up, all they cared about was their mother and father's "love" story and how they would find a tom as "great" as their own father. They rarely listened to their mother and easily were the trouble makers, but Duskkit seemed to keep them in their place. He wasn't overly commanding and never raised his voice, he was sort of quiet and kept to himself. Yet to Deerstar the young tom's patience was great to be admired. The time for apprenticeship of the four kits was nearing. While nothing spectacular and tragic had happened in the kit's lives so far something was just around the bend.

APPRENTICESHIP- At the good age of 6 moons the four kits' apprentice ceremony was to be held. It went smoothly except for the fact of Deerstar saying he would apprentice young Duskpaw himself. Swiftstep was not happy and voiced his concern to the leader whom simply brushed it off. Duskpaw's sisters were jealous, but Mudpaw just encouraged his brother, for he himself had been apprenticed to the deputy Blossomheart. With the two from Brightfeather's litter fairing better than those of Cherrynose's, Swiftstep was sure that Deerstar hated him. Young Duskpaw had never been thrown off in his life by a random fact stated at a time that was unnecessary. Deerstar was the first to show him the emotion of hatred. Deerstar told young Duskpaw of his real mother. Of what his father had done. That his sisters were not his sisters. That Cherrynose was really a nobody to the young tom. What Duskpaw found an extreme hatred towards Swiftstep, his ex-father as far as he was concerned. His half-sisters and step mother he took anger out on them. It was not their fault but his father's. Duskpaw told his brother, whom attempted murder that night on Swiftstep. The result was shocking. Duskpaw sat his first vigil for his now dead brother, Mudpaw. Swiftstep had killed the young tom in his own defense. Duskpaw continued training, his family no longer a big issue since the only true family he had left was now dead. Training to become a warrior was the only thing he really wanted now. He was tired of being young and not having a say.

WARRIOR-The time slowly but surely came, when Duskpaw was given the name Dusklight. The trials and errors of his apprenticeship were forgotten as his new name was voiced into the clearing. Along with his sisters', but never his brother's. Early to rise and late to sleep the tom was constantly trying to stay out of camp. If he could avoid his father it was better. His friends were little and he'd never be able to say he was close to any of the cats in his clan. Although there was Deerstar, the tom was more of a father than Swiftstep had ever been. Deerstar was quick to give an apprentice to Dusklight. Although Dusklight was shocked slightly by the courteous gesture he did not complain about it. He trained young Shadepaw to the best of his abilities. His knowledge of a rough apprentice age was enough to take it easy on the she-cat but still push her to her limits. Moons flew by and soon Shadepaw was Shadewing. He had successfully trained an apprentice. Boring clan life plagued the tom for many moons before another sparkle of interest showed. The clan knew the Deputy was ill, Deerstar was down to two lives and soon new cats would be needed. It wasn't long before Blossomheart died, there was nothing they could do. Dusklight was Deerstar's choice as Deputy to no surprise. But what was a surprise was Deerstar's choice to step down from the leader position. He did not want to risk his clan with two lives left, and he did not want to die at the top of the food pyramid. Deerstar became Deertail, a senior warrior. Dusklight had gone from deputy to leader within two minutes. Dusklight was gone, Duskstar was all the remained. His past was no longer a threat or a worry, for his clan was all that mattered now.


Family: Ex-Father --> Swiftstep | might find somebody to play him
Mother --> Brightfeather | dead
Foster Mother --> Cherrynose |might have somebody play her
Brother(s) --> Mudpaw | dead
Sister(s) --> had two of them not named since they died
Half-Sister(s) --> Pebble___ & Sand____ | perhaps somebody will play them
Father Figure : Deertail | might have somebody play him
RP Example:
The tom often had fights between one side of his mind and the other. The left and right hemispheres didn't seem to agree and be on the same plane. One was always a degree or two off of equality with the other. But it was of no great concern to the leader. He had no problem with being a little off balance, although on some days he was irritated more so than others. His paws picked through the shallow part of the river, his footing sure and strong. The water was cool, but nothing that bothered him to a great extent. He was quite patient. The burnt orange color of his fur was seen through the shafts of moonlight that pierced through the trees every now and then. He was lonely, it was true. But it was nothing that he couldn't deal with. Although he fancied his deputy Crookedheart. But that was to be pushed aside at the fact that they "worked" together. Sighing softly the tom pushed through the leafy growth. Jumping onto a rock he let his body curl against the tree that grew next to the rock.


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[Head{admin}]

Nice bio ^.^ Poor Duskstar's had a rough time.

Could you give at least a short RP example? Doesn't have to be long, but it's the rules and I don't wanna offend anyone ^.^

[dusk]

Oh I'm so sorry I forgot that.

[Head{admin}]

^.^ Accepted *huggles*