Post by ~Storm~ on Mar 2, 2011 18:29:51 GMT -5
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Name:
Emerald
Age:
13 Moons
Gender:
Male
Clan:
Rouge
Position:
Rouge
Description:
With eyes like a mid-summer leaf after a recent rain, it's no wonder this fox was named Emerald. A muscular build, a long snout, pointy ears and a tail that fluffs up like no wonder, his very appearence screams 'fox'. However, he is generally small for his kind, being the runt of the litter, and is about the size of your average cat.
Like one would expect, Emerald's pelt is a bright, fiery ginger. His underbelly is a snowy white while his ear tips, paws, and tail tip are black in color. The top of his mussle is a light brown-orange sort of color, though. His nose is black and his eyes are (obviously) an emerald green.
Personality:
Like one would expect, Emerald is a very violent, aggressive fox. What one whould not expect is his softer side. He is very skilled in plotting and setting traps along with acting-fooling almost anyone to believe what he wants them to. He's been known to be a bit, well, very greedy, not wanting to share a bit with anyone else, and has a very short temper. When pushed off the edge (which happens often), the gloves are off and in seconds you've got yourself a big ball of orange fluff trying to rip you to shreds.
But, underneath his tough extior, Emerald is little more then a cub. His desire for revenge does not cover the fact that he is a very sensitive, sometimes even gentle creature. He is often misunderstood because of his kind and wants to be known for who he is, not his species. Though rare, he has been known to break down into tears.
History:
Born in the winter with three other cubs, chances of survival for the little fox were slim. His small size and tendency to get sick made him an easy target to predetors and he had managed to get himself out of many rough situations, thankfully, unharmed. His siblings passed away all to soon and his parents believe more then ever that death was awaiting him.
But he never did die. In fact, he lived longer then anyone ever expected. His parents were increadibly greatful that he survived the winter and showed him more affection and love then ever. He led a happy life... up until the point of his parents' deaths.
They were murdered by a large patrol of clan cats. The fox was left all alone in the world, oblivious to the fact that his parents were never coming back. As he grew older, his care taker, a rude badger who was known for his sharp tongue and unsimpethetic ways, told him how his parents died. The badger told him that the cats were evil and desirved to die. At first, Emerald refused to believe him, since his mother told him that all creatures desirve to live, but as time passed and the badger returned with many wounds caused by the same cats who killed his parents, he gave in to the old animal's words.
In fact, his rage grew every day. He was determined to get his revenge on the cats-he'd kill them like they'd killed his parents. It was then that he met a group of strange cats-dark froest cats, if you will-one of which who spoke his toungue. They tought his how to speak cat and fueled his longing for revenge. When his guardian left for the day and never came back, his anger peeked and he went to live on the clans' territory to plot out his plan of actions.
He knows many terms and can usually speak fluent cat, but occationally, his words can get a little fuzzy. He doesn't plan to leave 'til every cat by the lake is dead.
Emerald [Storm]
Tom | 13 Moons | Green | Ginger, Black, and White | Short-tempered | Aggressive | Sensitive
Name:
Emerald
Age:
13 Moons
Gender:
Male
Clan:
Rouge
Position:
Rouge
Description:
With eyes like a mid-summer leaf after a recent rain, it's no wonder this fox was named Emerald. A muscular build, a long snout, pointy ears and a tail that fluffs up like no wonder, his very appearence screams 'fox'. However, he is generally small for his kind, being the runt of the litter, and is about the size of your average cat.
Like one would expect, Emerald's pelt is a bright, fiery ginger. His underbelly is a snowy white while his ear tips, paws, and tail tip are black in color. The top of his mussle is a light brown-orange sort of color, though. His nose is black and his eyes are (obviously) an emerald green.
Personality:
Like one would expect, Emerald is a very violent, aggressive fox. What one whould not expect is his softer side. He is very skilled in plotting and setting traps along with acting-fooling almost anyone to believe what he wants them to. He's been known to be a bit, well, very greedy, not wanting to share a bit with anyone else, and has a very short temper. When pushed off the edge (which happens often), the gloves are off and in seconds you've got yourself a big ball of orange fluff trying to rip you to shreds.
But, underneath his tough extior, Emerald is little more then a cub. His desire for revenge does not cover the fact that he is a very sensitive, sometimes even gentle creature. He is often misunderstood because of his kind and wants to be known for who he is, not his species. Though rare, he has been known to break down into tears.
History:
Born in the winter with three other cubs, chances of survival for the little fox were slim. His small size and tendency to get sick made him an easy target to predetors and he had managed to get himself out of many rough situations, thankfully, unharmed. His siblings passed away all to soon and his parents believe more then ever that death was awaiting him.
But he never did die. In fact, he lived longer then anyone ever expected. His parents were increadibly greatful that he survived the winter and showed him more affection and love then ever. He led a happy life... up until the point of his parents' deaths.
They were murdered by a large patrol of clan cats. The fox was left all alone in the world, oblivious to the fact that his parents were never coming back. As he grew older, his care taker, a rude badger who was known for his sharp tongue and unsimpethetic ways, told him how his parents died. The badger told him that the cats were evil and desirved to die. At first, Emerald refused to believe him, since his mother told him that all creatures desirve to live, but as time passed and the badger returned with many wounds caused by the same cats who killed his parents, he gave in to the old animal's words.
In fact, his rage grew every day. He was determined to get his revenge on the cats-he'd kill them like they'd killed his parents. It was then that he met a group of strange cats-dark froest cats, if you will-one of which who spoke his toungue. They tought his how to speak cat and fueled his longing for revenge. When his guardian left for the day and never came back, his anger peeked and he went to live on the clans' territory to plot out his plan of actions.
He knows many terms and can usually speak fluent cat, but occationally, his words can get a little fuzzy. He doesn't plan to leave 'til every cat by the lake is dead.
Emerald [Storm]
Tom | 13 Moons | Green | Ginger, Black, and White | Short-tempered | Aggressive | Sensitive
