Post by Cursico! on May 26, 2007 11:00:02 GMT 1
Name: CurseStar.
preferred name: Cursico.
Age: 12 moons.
Gender: Tom-cat.
Clan: Windclan.
Rank: Leader.
Picture:
Description: A large ginger cat with white paws. Very muscular, Although great at running. Has long fur thats quite thick (also has a healthy sheen.) Deep brown eyes that look too old for him. White on his collar and muzzle. He has little flicks on the end of his ears. Covered by his fur, he has a scar running down the length of his back from climbing under a fence.
Personality: Cursico is a wild cat, that is very uncaring about strangers. But can grow attached very quickly. He is normally cheeky and teases other cats constantly. His favourite prey would be deer, he spends some time looking around two-leg traps or roads for any injured deer. He loves to explore and isn't very concerned about wandering into terratorys, though he would never take food from anothers terratory. He doesn't normally use Clan or Kittypets terms when he talks. Despite this, he is fiercely loyal to his clan.
History: Cursico was born as a pet. But after he was independant of his mother (Corsica) He left home and made a life as a loner. After a short while he learnt how to fight off other cats and hunt for his own prey (before he learnt to hunt he went back to his mother and took two-leg food before leaving again) He became an excellent fighter, and he learnt to run swiftly. He met a clan. It had just lost its leader. He stayed for a while. At gatherings he would sit and talk about what happened. So when he was old enough, the cats asked him to train an apprentice. He quickly moved up to deputy. As deputy he showed his loyalty and strength in both mind and body. Then he was moved up to leader, since then he has ruled and fought against the wolves.
RP sample:
Cursico looked up at the bright blue sky, his heart begged for its freedom "Mother..." he began hesetantly "I must leave this place" he looked to Corsica "I must live free from this opression" His mothers face remained still, no reply came from her. "Mother, please answer me"
"My son, you must leave now, before I change my mind, go and leave me to my life. At least your brothers and sisters will keep me company" Corsica turned and left. Cursico felt stabbed, his mother had never liked him, but he didn't think she could be so cold. Shaking off his opressive thoughts and whooped for joy and ran farther than he had ever done in his life.
Scared, alone The sound of dogs barking. Cursico felt the chill of his first night. The meagre findings of the day doing nothing to dull the edge of his hunger. He began to doubt his actions. No, its better this way, once I learn to hunt it will be better he thought. He got up "But this is not a place to make a den!" he roared "I will not end up some pathetic low life!" he ran from the noise of humans. A large barbed wire fence blocked his fence. He found a small opening at the bottom. Sucking in his gut Cursico slipped under the fence, A stray wire sliced along his back making Cursico yelp in pain. Bleeding he ran to a safer place.
Siblings: Beany, Muffin
Mother: Corsica
Father: Unknown
Reson for being name what was named: His first name (Cursico) Was chosen by a human. But when he became a clan cat he changed it to Cursepaw because he felt as if his life was cursed.
preferred name: Cursico.
Age: 12 moons.
Gender: Tom-cat.
Clan: Windclan.
Rank: Leader.
Picture:
Description: A large ginger cat with white paws. Very muscular, Although great at running. Has long fur thats quite thick (also has a healthy sheen.) Deep brown eyes that look too old for him. White on his collar and muzzle. He has little flicks on the end of his ears. Covered by his fur, he has a scar running down the length of his back from climbing under a fence.
Personality: Cursico is a wild cat, that is very uncaring about strangers. But can grow attached very quickly. He is normally cheeky and teases other cats constantly. His favourite prey would be deer, he spends some time looking around two-leg traps or roads for any injured deer. He loves to explore and isn't very concerned about wandering into terratorys, though he would never take food from anothers terratory. He doesn't normally use Clan or Kittypets terms when he talks. Despite this, he is fiercely loyal to his clan.
History: Cursico was born as a pet. But after he was independant of his mother (Corsica) He left home and made a life as a loner. After a short while he learnt how to fight off other cats and hunt for his own prey (before he learnt to hunt he went back to his mother and took two-leg food before leaving again) He became an excellent fighter, and he learnt to run swiftly. He met a clan. It had just lost its leader. He stayed for a while. At gatherings he would sit and talk about what happened. So when he was old enough, the cats asked him to train an apprentice. He quickly moved up to deputy. As deputy he showed his loyalty and strength in both mind and body. Then he was moved up to leader, since then he has ruled and fought against the wolves.
RP sample:
Cursico looked up at the bright blue sky, his heart begged for its freedom "Mother..." he began hesetantly "I must leave this place" he looked to Corsica "I must live free from this opression" His mothers face remained still, no reply came from her. "Mother, please answer me"
"My son, you must leave now, before I change my mind, go and leave me to my life. At least your brothers and sisters will keep me company" Corsica turned and left. Cursico felt stabbed, his mother had never liked him, but he didn't think she could be so cold. Shaking off his opressive thoughts and whooped for joy and ran farther than he had ever done in his life.
Scared, alone The sound of dogs barking. Cursico felt the chill of his first night. The meagre findings of the day doing nothing to dull the edge of his hunger. He began to doubt his actions. No, its better this way, once I learn to hunt it will be better he thought. He got up "But this is not a place to make a den!" he roared "I will not end up some pathetic low life!" he ran from the noise of humans. A large barbed wire fence blocked his fence. He found a small opening at the bottom. Sucking in his gut Cursico slipped under the fence, A stray wire sliced along his back making Cursico yelp in pain. Bleeding he ran to a safer place.
Siblings: Beany, Muffin
Mother: Corsica
Father: Unknown
Reson for being name what was named: His first name (Cursico) Was chosen by a human. But when he became a clan cat he changed it to Cursepaw because he felt as if his life was cursed.