Post by Hircine on Jun 22, 2019 10:56:21 GMT -5
Name: Aspen Sky
Season Born: Early Leaffall
Age: 25 moons
Biological Sex: Male
Allegiance: Tribe of Rushing Water
Personality:
Outwardly, Aspen Sky presents as a generally optimistic and outgoing tom, and always seems ready to strike up a conversation. He's also somewhat mischievous and enjoys a good laugh along with playfully teasing his tribemates. This behavior is partially accredited as an attempt to keep his and his companions' spirits high despite the circumstances. Aspen Sky is strong-willed and incredibly determined; hardly anything is able to shake him from his goals and promises.
On the other side of the coin, the feline can be quite stubborn. Also, when he does gets angry, he gets angry; he has been known to spew rather venomous words and make some impulsive decisions due to his anger. In addition, he is fairly audacious and tends to take some bold risks, which, depending on the particular situation, could yield either some positive or negative results.
Mother: Finch Song
Father: Blazing Sun
Littermates: Honey Heart, Snowy Birch
Other Family:
Ancestors:
History:
Aspen Sky and his siblings, Honey Heart and Snowy Birch, were results of an accidental litter between a pair of tribe hunters named Finch Song and Blazing Sun. The two had become mates when they were young on an impulse decision, and over time, their relationship had begun to deteriorate. Their mateship ended in flames, with neither of them aware that Finch Song was expecting until the signs were clear.
The litter was born in the beginning of what would be a bitter and cold leaffall. Finch Song loved them deeply, but had considered giving them away to other parents because she didn't know if she would be able to raise them to be able to withstand the harsh conditions that the tribe was accustomed to, and they reminded her too much of the tomcat she now despised. She ended up deciding against that, though, opting to do her best to raise them herself. They were her kits after all, and watching them grow up without her would be more painful than the memories of Blazing Sun they induced.
In spite of the chilly weather and the fact that his body knew famine even from a young age, Aspen Sky spent much of his kithood as a rambunctious, happy-go lucky tyke who had his paw in more that his fair share of mischief. As he aged, the tomkit mellowed out a bit, but still maintained something of a mischeivous and optimistic attitude, in addition to developing a determined and passionate nature, all of which helped him remain steady as the Tribe of Rushing Water suffered.
The most recent leafbare was the hardest on Aspen Sky, his will slowly cracking as tribemate after tribemate succumbed to the frigid temperatures and starvation which came hand-in-hand with it. Even the Teller of the Pointed Stones had ended up passing. Fearful for the survival of the tribe, Aspen Sky used much of what remained of his strength to help provide for his tribemates while he hoped for some sort of insight from their new Stoneteller.
Coat Color Genetics:
LL = Short hair.
RR = Normal coat.
bb1 = Chocolate carrying cinnamon.
XOY = Red on a male cat.
dd = Dilute.
dmdm = No modifier
Aa = Tabby carrying solid.
mcmc = Classic
spsp = Normal.
tata = Normal.
Thlths = Classic tabby carrying Sokoke pattern.
ii = Non-silver
wbwb = No band.
EE = Non amber.
CC = Not pointed.
Wsw = 0%-50% white spotting. Blue eyes are more common with white spotting gene present even if there does not appear to be any white on the cat.
acac = Normal ears.
Jbjb = Full tail.
PdPd = Extra toes.
Blue eyes.
Medlar = Medium carrying large.
Roleplay Sample: (excerpt from a different roleplay)
Sunbeams danced within the meadows bathing the landscape in a soft, warm glow as the sun winked cheerfully in the clear blue sky. It was a beautiful day, and Cloudburst was hoping to enjoy it as much as he could before the wind chill and clouds returned. The multicolored tom trotted contentedly through the wild grass, a quiet, barely audible purr escaping him as the sun warmed his darkened pelt. Eventually, he came across a flat, solid surface; perfect for sunbathing. He settled down, resting his head on his paws and flicking his cropped slate tail calmly as he soaked in the rays. It was truly a good time to be alive.
Other: Auditioning for SkyClan's founder!
Season Born: Early Leaffall
Age: 25 moons
Biological Sex: Male
Allegiance: Tribe of Rushing Water
Personality:
Outwardly, Aspen Sky presents as a generally optimistic and outgoing tom, and always seems ready to strike up a conversation. He's also somewhat mischievous and enjoys a good laugh along with playfully teasing his tribemates. This behavior is partially accredited as an attempt to keep his and his companions' spirits high despite the circumstances. Aspen Sky is strong-willed and incredibly determined; hardly anything is able to shake him from his goals and promises.
On the other side of the coin, the feline can be quite stubborn. Also, when he does gets angry, he gets angry; he has been known to spew rather venomous words and make some impulsive decisions due to his anger. In addition, he is fairly audacious and tends to take some bold risks, which, depending on the particular situation, could yield either some positive or negative results.
Mother: Finch Song
Father: Blazing Sun
Littermates: Honey Heart, Snowy Birch
Other Family:
Ancestors:
History:
Aspen Sky and his siblings, Honey Heart and Snowy Birch, were results of an accidental litter between a pair of tribe hunters named Finch Song and Blazing Sun. The two had become mates when they were young on an impulse decision, and over time, their relationship had begun to deteriorate. Their mateship ended in flames, with neither of them aware that Finch Song was expecting until the signs were clear.
The litter was born in the beginning of what would be a bitter and cold leaffall. Finch Song loved them deeply, but had considered giving them away to other parents because she didn't know if she would be able to raise them to be able to withstand the harsh conditions that the tribe was accustomed to, and they reminded her too much of the tomcat she now despised. She ended up deciding against that, though, opting to do her best to raise them herself. They were her kits after all, and watching them grow up without her would be more painful than the memories of Blazing Sun they induced.
In spite of the chilly weather and the fact that his body knew famine even from a young age, Aspen Sky spent much of his kithood as a rambunctious, happy-go lucky tyke who had his paw in more that his fair share of mischief. As he aged, the tomkit mellowed out a bit, but still maintained something of a mischeivous and optimistic attitude, in addition to developing a determined and passionate nature, all of which helped him remain steady as the Tribe of Rushing Water suffered.
The most recent leafbare was the hardest on Aspen Sky, his will slowly cracking as tribemate after tribemate succumbed to the frigid temperatures and starvation which came hand-in-hand with it. Even the Teller of the Pointed Stones had ended up passing. Fearful for the survival of the tribe, Aspen Sky used much of what remained of his strength to help provide for his tribemates while he hoped for some sort of insight from their new Stoneteller.
Coat Color Genetics:
LL = Short hair.
RR = Normal coat.
bb1 = Chocolate carrying cinnamon.
XOY = Red on a male cat.
dd = Dilute.
dmdm = No modifier
Aa = Tabby carrying solid.
mcmc = Classic
spsp = Normal.
tata = Normal.
Thlths = Classic tabby carrying Sokoke pattern.
ii = Non-silver
wbwb = No band.
EE = Non amber.
CC = Not pointed.
Wsw = 0%-50% white spotting. Blue eyes are more common with white spotting gene present even if there does not appear to be any white on the cat.
acac = Normal ears.
Jbjb = Full tail.
PdPd = Extra toes.
Blue eyes.
Medlar = Medium carrying large.
Roleplay Sample: (excerpt from a different roleplay)
Sunbeams danced within the meadows bathing the landscape in a soft, warm glow as the sun winked cheerfully in the clear blue sky. It was a beautiful day, and Cloudburst was hoping to enjoy it as much as he could before the wind chill and clouds returned. The multicolored tom trotted contentedly through the wild grass, a quiet, barely audible purr escaping him as the sun warmed his darkened pelt. Eventually, he came across a flat, solid surface; perfect for sunbathing. He settled down, resting his head on his paws and flicking his cropped slate tail calmly as he soaked in the rays. It was truly a good time to be alive.
Other: Auditioning for SkyClan's founder!
