Post by Kibbles on Sept 12, 2014 20:47:59 GMT
Mud Those who break the rules are trash, but those who abandon their comrades are worse than trash! If I'm going to be called trash either way, I'd rather break the rules! general info
APPEARANCE
Mud is a handsome tom with brown tabby fur and amber eyes. Well, one amber eye. His other eye is clouded over with claw marks running down it, causing him to be blind in his left eye. He has several other scars littering his body, mainly around his shoulders and along his back. He is of average size with a bulky and broad build, due to his strong muscles. His claws are long and his teeth are sharp. He has a long tail too. personality
Mud is an odd sort of cat. How can you be a criminal as well as kind and caring? Well, just ask Mud. He is quite nice to other cats and cares a lot for their well-being. Even so, if you do something that he thinks is wrong, then he'll do what ever he can to put you in your place. This would mean breaking the rules in any way he can to show that you were wrong. He's a very energetic cat, one who also has a hot-blooded temper. He will get angry and sad if someone does something that wrongs him or a loved one. He will be brutal and is almost cruel to others who aren't thinking right. He is often seen fighting with others, thus his many scars.
HISTORY (Copied from his sister's bio) The first born of a litter of four, her and her little brother were the only two to survive. That is something that happened for winterborn litters though. If there was not enough food for the mother, kittens will stop getting nutrients. So Stone counters her blessings to be one of the ones to have gotten enough, along with her brother. He was a lot smaller than her when they were first born, but he grew quickly after that, quickly surpassing her in size a little bit--even if it might of been only around the hips. Growing up wasn't the easiest, she recalled a few nights going to bed with an empty stomach, or going to bed with just a little bit but the hunger pains would still linger. But thankfully there came the time of new-leaf, the snow started to melt more and more, and soon enough there seemed to be plenty of food. It was during this time that Stone especially started to go with her father--even if he didn't know it all the time---to learn how to hunt. She never wanted to go feeling hungry gain. So she learned all she could. Soon catching her own food to bring to her parents, the looks her parents gave her always made her swell with pride, she was promising to be quite the hunter. While she tried her best to be a good hunter, every time she was near her brother he was goading her into wrestling. Most of the time she won against her brothers, every now and then he won. She didn't like loosing to him. So she just pushed even harder the next time he tried and usually put him in his place. When that happened he tended to wrestle with their father more, giving her time to do more hunting, to get even better at it. It wasn't until they were a little older yet, when she was out hunting, hearing cries of pain made her confused. She's never heard such sounds before. She had froze, trying to think of what it might of meant, but after hearing what sounded like her brother, Stone rushed back home. Her pas carried her swiftly, and seeing the cat over her brother about to finish him, she let out a fierce yowl crashing into the cats body, claws digging and biting at the bastards neck. It wasn't until the feline stopped moving did she look at it. She didn't recognize the cat, but she turned going to her brother gently licking the top of his head, afraid to touch his bleeding eye.. She turned looking, eyes spotting her mother... She wasn't moving, her eyes looked lifeless. She didn't see her father. She turned through seeing more strange cats, and she grabbed her brothers scruff and pulled him from the ground, encouraging him to stand. Once he had his feet under him he nudged him, "Move" Was all she said to him, keeping nudging him as needed to keep his feet moving. She didn't know where they'd go, but it'd be away from the death behind them. Once they were far enough away, far from the fighting going on back where they use to call home she finally let her brother rest, carefully licking around his injury frowning, they'd have to get it looked at by a healer cat if they could find one. She looked back, then looked to her brother, "I need to go and try to find papa.." She stated softly to him, "Will you stay here and wait?" When her brother told her to not bother, that their father led those cats there, she stared down at him in shock. Their father was the cause of this? He let... He let mom die? Her eyes looked to her brother as he spoke about how he tried to protect their mother, and she slowly moved, laying down along her brothers back nuzzling him gently. "We'll be together...always..." She spoke softly, if her brother hadn't told her that, she would of gone back to find their father and most likely been killed then. She didn't know why their father had done such a thing, but she wasn't about to go back and ask. Life after that was the two of them hunting as they traveleld place to place. She never felt safe staying in one place for to long, so the two rouges traveled. If they traveleld alot their bastard of a father would most likely never find them. For the longest time she was happy with it just being her and her brother, but as they both got older and her brother started flirting with every pretty she-cat they came across, it made her feel as if something was missing in her life, and so to this day, she sort of seeks for a tom she could call her own, and could tolerate her brother, as she promised...They would always be together. THREAD TRACKER This section is not necessary, but is provided if a member wishes to keep track of the threads that this character participates in. | ooc info ☆ NAME☆ Kiba ☆ OTHER CHARACTERS☆ Many |