Aug 21, 2019 19:18:32 GMT -5
coaticreek
jungleclan ∙ warrior ∙ male ∙ thirteen moons
Appearance
Description sentence:
A seal point tabby tom with blue eyes.
Appearance:
Coaticreek is handsome. Some would even say pretty, although his body is just a touch on the blocky side, taking away from the natural grace of his movements. Even then his features tend to be slightly rounded, this feline possessing no incredibly sharp angles. Some may even get the impression that he is delicate, a fact only exasperated by the soft brown and silvery notes of his short, dense fur. The darkest parts of the tom are a line of tabby that starts on his face and moves along his spine where it ends in a dark striped tail. The rest of his body is cream, which melts into a nearly prestine white along his chin and belly. However, even that fur is bisected in places by a smattering of thin, minor scars which tell a story, same as the others of his clan, of living in a dangerous and dense wilds.
His face is the most masculine feature, with a slightly long and narrow maw marked by long white whiskers. His face is one of the places where the earth tones darken, most notably into a stripe that marks the bridge of his snout. Centered in the darkened marks are two blue, intelligent eyes, which, while not wide, do tend to be striking. Most of the time they hold a playful, if guarded look. As well as his pawpads, his nose is a pale pink.
Personality
Positive Traits: • laid back • charming • intelligent | Negative Traits: • arrogant • immature • irresponsible |
Personality:
Coaticreek has worked hard for all of his short life to cultivate the image that he is relaxed, laid-back, unruffled, and unworried. Sure, that means that some cats of the clan see him as lazy, but he is more than willing to go on a patrol or try his paw at hunting. He just doesn't over-achieve or over-exert himself. Ever. He doesn't volunteer. He won't spend the hottest hours of the day scouring the jungle. And why would he? As far as Coaticreek is concerned there is no need to go above and beyond, an attitude that betrays his inexperience and immaturity. He simply hasn't lived through a great enough disaster to teach him the value of hardwork.
Despite his attitude, generally Coaticreek is well-liked. The tom is charming, partially because of his handsome face and partially because of his ability to be agreeable. He doesn't want to ruffle fur. He doesn't start fights. He can almost be infuriating with how placating he can be. He likes getting along with others as long as it is a good time to be around them. In general, this also means flirting, something that he does often and casually, paying compliments to anyone and everyone. However, Coaticreek is not a romantic, seeking out the perfect mate. And he doesn't particularily care if he hurts someone with his flirting or actions, just as long as they don't give him too much trouble. This makes him arrogant and more than a little self-centered.
Coaticreek has always been prone to putting himself first. In general, he does what he wants when he wants with little regard for others. As he grows older, and the realities of life start settling into the tom, he may begin to realize the weight of consequences. However, at the moment he is mostly spoiled, and he makes the deliberate choice to be self-centered as a way tor rebel against his father.
Perhaps the tragedy of Coaticreek is his potential, a potential that he puposefully squanders. He could excel as a warrior for his clan. He is intelligent and charming enough to be a good leader. But he is too busy rebelling against his father and chasing his impulses to properly apply himself.
Skills & Combat
Strengths: • swimming • fighting • stealth | Weaknesses: • healing • leadership • running |
Combat:
• Defense: (10+2)
• Attack: 1d20+(2)
Character Background
Family:
Monkeyclaw [mother, alive] Sedgeback [father, alive]
Tayrafire [sister, alive]
History:
For the longest that anyone in Jungleclan could remember, Monkeyclaw and Sedgeback hated eachother. Even when the two were apprentices together they constantly fought and squabbled. She was too loud. He was too stuck up. Over the years it became a comedy of source, to watch the level of ridiculousness they would go to to one up eachotther. However, things changed one day when the two warriors were out on patrol and encountered a young crocodile. After the close encounter, in which they were forced to work together, their opinions changed. She was an intelligent strategist. He threw himself in front of the danger to protect her. They fell in love, even if their squabbles and bickering continued.
A few moons later Monkeyclaw grew pregnant, eventually giving birth to two small kits, Coatikit and Tayrakit. Of course, the two disagreed on how best to raise them, as they often disagreed on everything. Monkeyclaw coddled them, hovering when they played with older kits and fretting constantly at even the hint of a sniffle. Sedgeback wanted the kits to be tough, to grow into formidable warriors, especially his son. While the pair tried to keep their disagreements outside of their kits hearing, well it was obvious to the young tom and she-cat, as it was to the rest of the clan, that the pair were fighting.
The two kits, under the pressure, grew close together. His sister, Tayrakit was clearly on the side of her father. She was the braver of the two. The most outspoken. Coatikit? Well he was happy with what happened when he played both sides. He learned that it is easiest to just tell a cat what they want to hear. He didn't like the pressure that either of his parents put on him, so he simply avoided steering to heavily to one side.
Things shifted and changed when the two became apprentices. Sedgeback, determined to turn his son into a warrior rivalling himself, convinced Toucanstar to let him mentor Coatipaw. When the decision was revealed, Coatipaw was annoyed, but Tayrapaw, who always envisioned herself the favorite of their father (after-all, she always listened to him) felt betrayed. His sister refused to speak to him, instead turning inward on herself.
Coatipaw felt annoyed, but didn't bother fighting her on it. After-all, it wasn't like he wanted to listen to their father's nagging all day everyday, and their mother asking him questions, fishing for a reason to be angry with their father. Yet Coatipaw, ever the one to play the role of the laid-back, relaxed, untroubled tom simply let the stress slide off his pelt. He completed his apprentice duties, but never to his fullest. He did everything just good enough, infuriating his father, who berated him. Sedgeback knew his son had potential. Just look at the two cats he came from! He was naturally intelligent, athletic. Coatipaw was squandering all of the potential he had. Except the more his father told him he wouldn't amount to anything as a warrior, the more Coatipaw dug his heels in, sought ways to anger him more. He learned to encourage seniors to tell long rambling stories so he could avoid training. He started flirting with anyone his age, not caring if doing so hurt their feelings. When the time came for his assessment, he did just well enough to pass, much to his father's anger. He was named Coaticreek, due to his laidback personality and swimming ability. Even the name seemed to frustrate his father, who had hoped Coaticreek could have become something that denoted more strength, more ferocity like strike or bite. The night of his warrior ceremony was the biggest fight he ever had with his father, or at least, the most his father had screamed at him like Coaticreek sat, nonplussed, watching the tom become more and more frustrated. His sister also passed her warrior's assessment, gaining the name Tayrafire. However, Tayrafire didn't even bother to congratulate Coaticreek. Monkeyclaw meanwhile was overjoyed that her children had both succeeded, but had become more protective over both Coaticreek and Tayrafire. In order to keep the peace in the family, Coaticreek chose not to let her know the in and outs of the way Sedgeback spoke to him. Instead, he chose to stuck with his normal, petty complaints, which tended to be enough to fire up the she-cat anyways.
Now that Coaticreek has become a young warrior he wants nothing more than to relax away from his father's influence. Rather than throwing himself into his warrior duties, the tom has spent most of his time leisuring around camp and chattering with anyone who will give him more than a few minutes. And well, it doesn't seem like that is going to change any time soon.
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