Post by Confetti on Jul 17, 2013 23:38:27 GMT
Nightingalebone
NIGHTINGALE - HIS BROWN TABBY COLORING
BONE - SHOWS HIS RANK AS LEADER
BONE - SHOWS HIS RANK AS LEADER
DESCRIPTION
Nightingalebone seems to have a perpetual glare on his face, his eyes are constantly harsh and angry looking and never has he been seen smiling. Since the day he was born it was evident that this tom wouldn't be one to be bouncing around always lit up and happy looking. His body is very slender and sleek looking, though his pelt in many places is either missing or far thinner than usual due to many scars that litter his body. This tabby tom is missing roughly half of his tail that he lost in a fight when he was a kit; he had thought it wise to pick a fight with one of the newly named apprentices and ended up losing part of his tail as a consequence. Not only is his tail missing, but the top halves of both his ears are pretty much torn to shreds and it's very obvious that he's been in a number of fights just by looking at him and taking into account all the scars that cover his pelt.
Not only is Nightingalebone very slim, he's rather tall and (when it was still there) his tail was very long. Though he's not all brawn, he is still very toned and muscular from his many moons of training; it's obvious that this tom doesn't lack muscle in the slightest but it's still also easy to overpower him if both parties are merely using their strength against one another. Nightingalebone has very swift and fluid movements, almost like water sliding through rocks, he's never in one place for long and when battling tends to get in quick and retreat before repeating again leaving cuts and scrapes all over his opponent and also wearing them out from how much they have to move and defend.
Despite everything going on with this toms body, he isn't hard on the eyes; sure he has many flaws that don't make him the prettiest, but in this life it's all about the physical attributes and how that would transfer down to younger generations, so in that respect Nightingalebone is quite the prospect and could easily pump out a few batches of exceptional kits given the right she-cat.
Not only is Nightingalebone very slim, he's rather tall and (when it was still there) his tail was very long. Though he's not all brawn, he is still very toned and muscular from his many moons of training; it's obvious that this tom doesn't lack muscle in the slightest but it's still also easy to overpower him if both parties are merely using their strength against one another. Nightingalebone has very swift and fluid movements, almost like water sliding through rocks, he's never in one place for long and when battling tends to get in quick and retreat before repeating again leaving cuts and scrapes all over his opponent and also wearing them out from how much they have to move and defend.
Despite everything going on with this toms body, he isn't hard on the eyes; sure he has many flaws that don't make him the prettiest, but in this life it's all about the physical attributes and how that would transfer down to younger generations, so in that respect Nightingalebone is quite the prospect and could easily pump out a few batches of exceptional kits given the right she-cat.
PERSONALITY
When Nightingalebone has something in his mind he will do everything in his power to achieve what is it he wants.He doesn't give up, ever. Even when the going gets tough he will continue to try his hardest and fight to get what he believes he deserves. He doesn't give up on others or himself easily and will not stand for another cat giving up simply because they don't think they can do it. He will force them to continue their practice, training, whatever it is they are striving for. He will work them to the bone to get the outcome they want. Never is there a dull moment when working for, or with, Nigthingalebone he will continue to work you until you can hardly do anything but sleep and maybe catch a bite to eat. But don't let yourself die cause that won't please him in the slightest. Some may say he's just a little bit too determined, but me? I believe it's something to respect.
To one so serious as him there is no time for play. You either do what you're told and what is expected of you or you might as well not even be alive. What's the point if you're not doing things properly? He isn't one to be see laughing or joining in idle conversation about things that are of little to no importance, Nightingalebone in many (if not all) respects is all work and no play. Regardless of if it 'makes Jack a dull boy.' This tabby tom will know when you aren't doing your work or are just around goofing off, he is quite observant and very few things manage to slip past him. Since he is rarely busy in conversation he has plenty of time to sit and watch things as they happen and pick up on the actions of others.
When Nightingalebone wants something he has the tenancy to become very manipulative, and if that doesn't work he's not afraid to become cruel to get the outcome he believes he deserves. That's his controlling side coming through. He seems to have quite the way with words and knows how to make things sound interesting and like you will get some sort of great reward out of it, when in the end it may just be some dirty work that he'd rather not take care of so as not to tarnish his name. Though when that doesn't work he has other ways to get through to someone; he's not afraid to use personal doubts or insecurities against others, he loves to watch the way the pain flashes across their face from the mental trauma he is bringing upon them. Or purely fighting them and wounding them to the point where they have to listen. The power he feels in being in control is almost like a drug to him. He gets high off the rush of being able to tell others what to do and having them do it one way or another.
It's safe to say that Nightingalebone is very passionate, he gets this fire in his eyes when he talks about something he really believes. He seems to almost ramble and goes on and on about it until he actually must be told to stop. When he believes in something he will stand behind whatever it is for as long as he possibly can. This introverted tom seems to break out of his shell when he begins to passionately rant on something; he gets so into it that it's almost like he doesn't generally keep to himself.
The things that this tom does are not just for himself, he is very thoughtful of his clan and those that he feels he needs to protect; he doesn't do things for his own selfish gain and wants what is best for the cats that follow behind him loyally. He keeps their best intentions in mind though he likes to pretend all his choices are his own and that the cats who follow him hold no say in it. In all truth Nightingalebone is very over protective. He makes sure that what he views as important or his is well cared for and never put through too much. Of course this is tough given the lifestyle that these cats live. But it's the thought that counts, right?
He is very smart about things, he's not one to do something stupid and try to make up some sort of excuse for it. He knows exactly what he is doing and will own up to things that he has done, regardless of if it ended up seeming like a smart decision in the end. Nightingalebone is willful to no end, when there is something he wants to do he is going to do it despite what anyone says. When he has an idea in his head that he is determined to do there is nothing anyone can say or do to change his mind. He believes that what he does (the fighting and brutal way of life) is his choice, and not imposed on him by the cats of Boneclan. He likes to imagine these things are his own ideas and he's not being told what to do by these higher beings.
To one so serious as him there is no time for play. You either do what you're told and what is expected of you or you might as well not even be alive. What's the point if you're not doing things properly? He isn't one to be see laughing or joining in idle conversation about things that are of little to no importance, Nightingalebone in many (if not all) respects is all work and no play. Regardless of if it 'makes Jack a dull boy.' This tabby tom will know when you aren't doing your work or are just around goofing off, he is quite observant and very few things manage to slip past him. Since he is rarely busy in conversation he has plenty of time to sit and watch things as they happen and pick up on the actions of others.
When Nightingalebone wants something he has the tenancy to become very manipulative, and if that doesn't work he's not afraid to become cruel to get the outcome he believes he deserves. That's his controlling side coming through. He seems to have quite the way with words and knows how to make things sound interesting and like you will get some sort of great reward out of it, when in the end it may just be some dirty work that he'd rather not take care of so as not to tarnish his name. Though when that doesn't work he has other ways to get through to someone; he's not afraid to use personal doubts or insecurities against others, he loves to watch the way the pain flashes across their face from the mental trauma he is bringing upon them. Or purely fighting them and wounding them to the point where they have to listen. The power he feels in being in control is almost like a drug to him. He gets high off the rush of being able to tell others what to do and having them do it one way or another.
It's safe to say that Nightingalebone is very passionate, he gets this fire in his eyes when he talks about something he really believes. He seems to almost ramble and goes on and on about it until he actually must be told to stop. When he believes in something he will stand behind whatever it is for as long as he possibly can. This introverted tom seems to break out of his shell when he begins to passionately rant on something; he gets so into it that it's almost like he doesn't generally keep to himself.
The things that this tom does are not just for himself, he is very thoughtful of his clan and those that he feels he needs to protect; he doesn't do things for his own selfish gain and wants what is best for the cats that follow behind him loyally. He keeps their best intentions in mind though he likes to pretend all his choices are his own and that the cats who follow him hold no say in it. In all truth Nightingalebone is very over protective. He makes sure that what he views as important or his is well cared for and never put through too much. Of course this is tough given the lifestyle that these cats live. But it's the thought that counts, right?
He is very smart about things, he's not one to do something stupid and try to make up some sort of excuse for it. He knows exactly what he is doing and will own up to things that he has done, regardless of if it ended up seeming like a smart decision in the end. Nightingalebone is willful to no end, when there is something he wants to do he is going to do it despite what anyone says. When he has an idea in his head that he is determined to do there is nothing anyone can say or do to change his mind. He believes that what he does (the fighting and brutal way of life) is his choice, and not imposed on him by the cats of Boneclan. He likes to imagine these things are his own ideas and he's not being told what to do by these higher beings.
HISTORY
CONCEPTION - The two cats almost seemed meant to be, both were good fighters and purposefully put together to create the prime young children. They had such similar personalities and views you'd almost think the two would be in love. But that wasn't the case. They absolutely despised each other as both had their eyes on other cats they had so desperately hoped they would be with. But their physical health offset each other so nicely that they were forced together by their leader. There was nothing they could do or say and were forced to have kits together. They despised the little shit heads but took good care of them; they knew what was expected of them and wouldn't break their loyalty. They would do what was needed or they would at least watch their young die while they tried.
KITHOOD - Nightingalekit was born strong, he was healthy and everything you'd expect from breeding together the cats that had been bred. But his younger brother was born with complications, the little tom was much smaller in size and had severe breathing problems. He would often go into fits where it was all he could do to gasp in small breaths. Though his mother and father practically ignored and gave up on the kit because he wasn't strong, Nightingalekit felt it wasn't fair to his little brother, Falconkit. He loved his brother dearly and tried hard to help him become stronger. The other ktis in the nursery that picked on him were met with stinging blows from Nightingalekit. He thrived and grew quickly, always sure to defend his brother. The young tom was in a fight before he even managed to become an apprentice. The two brothers had just reached five moons old (everyone was amazed by Falconkit's survival) and Nightingalekit and his brother had been tumbling around outside the nursery. Nightingalekit had looked away from his brother for just a moment and when he turned back the kit had one of the newly made apprentices on top of him, holding down on his throat.
The tabby kit shot over to the other cat, anger causing him to think rashly, and slammed into the side of the older cat. Of course the young kit with little to no actual battle training was at quite the disadvantage, but he managed to get away from the fight only missing the top half of his tail and having managed to take a large chunk out of the shoulder of the apprentice. His attention immediately went to his younger brother who was wheezing and convulsing some way away on the ground. This shocked the young kit, he had hoped that he might be able to save his younger brother, but the damage was done. His feeble body - though stronger than it used to be - couldn't handle the stress that was put on it and the young tom passed.
APPRENTICESHIP - Still seething about the death of his brother the young tom (now Nightingalepath) was determined to learn all he could in order to avenge his brother. He felt that it was his responsibility since no one else cared about the loss of the other kit. He had just been a nuisance and would never grow to be a good warrior like the clan expected of him. Nightingalepath learned everything he could from his mentor, a tough she cat named Snowpelt, she saw the potential in the young tom and trained him long and hard, working with his determination to help him breeze through his training. He learned quickly and was soon able to even hold his own when put against the newer warriors. The young tom knew he would one day be able to take down the cat whom of which had killed his brother.
WARRIOR - Nightingalepath soon became Nightingalestorm, he stood his vigil alone and proudly, not talking the whole night, and even some of the next day. He was glad to show others up; he wanted to prove himself to be the best he could, he wouldn't allow the memory of his brother to hold him back. He wanted to make Falconkit proud and would do everything he could to do just that.
One day, many moons after Nightingalestorm had been made a warrior, he picked a one on one fight with the cat who had killed his brother. All those years he had spent training would be now put to the test and Nightingalestorm wasn't about to give up easily. The battle was long and brutal, and as they fought the two gained a sort of mutual respect for each other, they each had their downfalls, but both were well matched in most areas. In the end all it was was a matter of endurance and Nightingalestorm won out; he killed the cat who had caused his brothers demise (whether accidentally or not) and felt he could finally focus on something besides his unending pain and anger. Like moving himself up in clan life and making something of himself; he wanted to lead others and be looked up to.
Nightingalestorm worked hard and was always sure to be up with the sun. He made it known that he was quite the warrior; always picking battles and coming out on top. He wasn't going to give up easily and it was no surprise that he was quickly given an apprentice. He respected this young cat who reminded him much of himself, and the two worked off each other well. The young cat was named Wasp-path and worked his hardest to please his mentor. Nightingalestorm trained the young tom well and was fiercely proud when he was then named Waspfang. The young warrior would not disappoint and continue on to serve the clan for many moons to come.
DEPUTY - On his 52nd moon, the previous deputy of Sunclan met her demise in a fight between her and a cat from another clan. She hadn't been in her right mind, upset after losing her secret love (a young tom from a different clan) and hadn't been paying attention as she patrolled the borders alone. No one had known where she was going so no one thought it best to look for her along the borders. They all had assumed she had just gone out to hunt on her own. The clan was devastated when they found out of her death; she was well respected and a fierce warrior and her death was not one to rejoice at.
The leader at the time, Icebone, a large white tom who was rather old in age and on his last life, named Nightingalestorm as the new deputy, he hoped that the young tom would win the respect of the warriors who didn't already look up to him and help the old cat to lead the clan to greatness. Nightingalestorm held a deep respect for Icebone, the tom had seen and fought in many bloody battles and had earned his title as leader many times older. In a way the old tom came as an inspiration to Nightingalestorm. When the leader finally passed of an old injury coming back to haunt him during a battle, Nightingalestorm became Nightingalebone. He swore to not only himself, but to the clan that he would do his absolute best to keep them strong and well.
LEADER - Nightingalebone was only 63 moons when he was made leader; he'd barely had a year to be under the guidance of Icebone. But the tom knew what he was doing, having watched his previous leader closely. He wasn't scared to take on life at the top of the ranks and was (and still is) sure to lead with an iron fist, unafraid and strong.
KITHOOD - Nightingalekit was born strong, he was healthy and everything you'd expect from breeding together the cats that had been bred. But his younger brother was born with complications, the little tom was much smaller in size and had severe breathing problems. He would often go into fits where it was all he could do to gasp in small breaths. Though his mother and father practically ignored and gave up on the kit because he wasn't strong, Nightingalekit felt it wasn't fair to his little brother, Falconkit. He loved his brother dearly and tried hard to help him become stronger. The other ktis in the nursery that picked on him were met with stinging blows from Nightingalekit. He thrived and grew quickly, always sure to defend his brother. The young tom was in a fight before he even managed to become an apprentice. The two brothers had just reached five moons old (everyone was amazed by Falconkit's survival) and Nightingalekit and his brother had been tumbling around outside the nursery. Nightingalekit had looked away from his brother for just a moment and when he turned back the kit had one of the newly made apprentices on top of him, holding down on his throat.
The tabby kit shot over to the other cat, anger causing him to think rashly, and slammed into the side of the older cat. Of course the young kit with little to no actual battle training was at quite the disadvantage, but he managed to get away from the fight only missing the top half of his tail and having managed to take a large chunk out of the shoulder of the apprentice. His attention immediately went to his younger brother who was wheezing and convulsing some way away on the ground. This shocked the young kit, he had hoped that he might be able to save his younger brother, but the damage was done. His feeble body - though stronger than it used to be - couldn't handle the stress that was put on it and the young tom passed.
APPRENTICESHIP - Still seething about the death of his brother the young tom (now Nightingalepath) was determined to learn all he could in order to avenge his brother. He felt that it was his responsibility since no one else cared about the loss of the other kit. He had just been a nuisance and would never grow to be a good warrior like the clan expected of him. Nightingalepath learned everything he could from his mentor, a tough she cat named Snowpelt, she saw the potential in the young tom and trained him long and hard, working with his determination to help him breeze through his training. He learned quickly and was soon able to even hold his own when put against the newer warriors. The young tom knew he would one day be able to take down the cat whom of which had killed his brother.
WARRIOR - Nightingalepath soon became Nightingalestorm, he stood his vigil alone and proudly, not talking the whole night, and even some of the next day. He was glad to show others up; he wanted to prove himself to be the best he could, he wouldn't allow the memory of his brother to hold him back. He wanted to make Falconkit proud and would do everything he could to do just that.
One day, many moons after Nightingalestorm had been made a warrior, he picked a one on one fight with the cat who had killed his brother. All those years he had spent training would be now put to the test and Nightingalestorm wasn't about to give up easily. The battle was long and brutal, and as they fought the two gained a sort of mutual respect for each other, they each had their downfalls, but both were well matched in most areas. In the end all it was was a matter of endurance and Nightingalestorm won out; he killed the cat who had caused his brothers demise (whether accidentally or not) and felt he could finally focus on something besides his unending pain and anger. Like moving himself up in clan life and making something of himself; he wanted to lead others and be looked up to.
Nightingalestorm worked hard and was always sure to be up with the sun. He made it known that he was quite the warrior; always picking battles and coming out on top. He wasn't going to give up easily and it was no surprise that he was quickly given an apprentice. He respected this young cat who reminded him much of himself, and the two worked off each other well. The young cat was named Wasp-path and worked his hardest to please his mentor. Nightingalestorm trained the young tom well and was fiercely proud when he was then named Waspfang. The young warrior would not disappoint and continue on to serve the clan for many moons to come.
DEPUTY - On his 52nd moon, the previous deputy of Sunclan met her demise in a fight between her and a cat from another clan. She hadn't been in her right mind, upset after losing her secret love (a young tom from a different clan) and hadn't been paying attention as she patrolled the borders alone. No one had known where she was going so no one thought it best to look for her along the borders. They all had assumed she had just gone out to hunt on her own. The clan was devastated when they found out of her death; she was well respected and a fierce warrior and her death was not one to rejoice at.
The leader at the time, Icebone, a large white tom who was rather old in age and on his last life, named Nightingalestorm as the new deputy, he hoped that the young tom would win the respect of the warriors who didn't already look up to him and help the old cat to lead the clan to greatness. Nightingalestorm held a deep respect for Icebone, the tom had seen and fought in many bloody battles and had earned his title as leader many times older. In a way the old tom came as an inspiration to Nightingalestorm. When the leader finally passed of an old injury coming back to haunt him during a battle, Nightingalestorm became Nightingalebone. He swore to not only himself, but to the clan that he would do his absolute best to keep them strong and well.
LEADER - Nightingalebone was only 63 moons when he was made leader; he'd barely had a year to be under the guidance of Icebone. But the tom knew what he was doing, having watched his previous leader closely. He wasn't scared to take on life at the top of the ranks and was (and still is) sure to lead with an iron fist, unafraid and strong.
OTHER
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Personal Text: And when I come home, they'll be damn proud of me.
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Other Characters: No.
Purchased: Make me.
Stock: bio image // avatar image
Avatar: piss off
Personal Text: And when I come home, they'll be damn proud of me.
Other: [screams internally]
