Longwing || Warrior || Ivyclan

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Longkit | Longpaw | Longwing Male | 32 moons | ESFP Ginger tabby and white with odd eyes of teal and amber Pansexual  Smells softly of honeysuckle and mallow Ivyclan Warrior Gentle big brother type Appearance A long-bodied, large-eared tom with an extremely effeminate appearance and a long, silky coat. Longwing's tail is extremely long and wispy, and his legs are lanky, but strong. Moons of training and running have strengthen them and only lean muscle makes up his doe-like legs. To go with his tall, slender build designed for speed and great reach, he has dainty paws that are nimble and lightning fast. The tom-cat’s coat appears like a Turkish Angora’s, from the length of the fur to the texture and color, though he does have longer-than-average fur on his head and neck that hang off in wispy tendrils. His body is primarily white, with splashes of bright ginger tabby marking him on his face, down his back, on the length of his tail, and socking his two forepaws. His large ears are colored brightly, but lack the darker striping, only bearing dark tips. Longwing’s odd eyes are large and slightly almond-shaped, and colored teal and amber that twinkle with warmth. A pair of small beauty marks dot his face, both on the left side of his face with one just below his eye and the other on his bottom lip. Personality [Core Personality Traits] Gentle | Cordial | Trustworthy | Attentive | Sensitive | Wise | Humble | Dogged A mild-mannered tom with a heart of gold, Longwing is a soft-spoken warrior with a gentle demeanor. He is not one to get easily worked up unless it is in regards to something emotionally-tasking. Easily managed, he's probably not the most exciting individual, but he is certainly one worth making acquaintances with. He is a cordial, friendly cat with seemingly no sense of malice towards any soul. As earnest a cat as one could be, he is sincere in his actions and bearing the best of intentions. He is trustworthyt and one anyone can count on for help, no matter how large or insignificant the issue. He easily allows others to feel warm and welcome in his presence, and this seems to help raise the charming cat's already high level of charisma. Attentive, Longwing is a listener; a soft shoulder to cry on and a third party to rant to. He takes great care in the feelings of his clanmates and works hard to make them feel as loved as they possibly could. He’s very aware of what happens in the camp- maybe not what chores of being assigned to who or where a border may have been crossed, but what kits are about to leave the nest and who has begun developing feelings for a certain apprentice. It’s the little things that count to the tom and while everyone else can focus on the big stuff, he’ll cherish the small. Because of such, Longwing is one to wear his heart on his sleeve and easily picks up on the emotions of others around him, Longwing is a sympathetic and sensitive feeler capable of understanding how another feels and is quite adept at gauging how to respond in kind. While this is a quality characteristic, it also acts as a double-edged sword as his feelings can easily manipulated and used against him. Relying too much on the heart and not enough with the mind, he often winds up in trouble where his common sense was swayed by his feelings. Despite this, however, he is quite wise. A surprisingly accomplished cat, Longwing is well-meant and seeks to help inform those who seek knowledge or advice. He is quick to open up to others with snippets from his experiences in the hopes that others can learn from his efforts and surpass him. And yet, he is not one to show off or gloat about his feats. He is a mild and humble warrior and everything Longwing does, he does for his clan. Without them, he would be broken, thus it would be an understatement to say he were simply loyal to his clanmates. Doggedly so, Longwing will throw himself into the fray for his friends and family and all those he trusts over and over again to defend them. One to give multiple chances and one to think of himself second, he cherishes his clan and ancestors and is a devoted follower of the word of Starclan and its code. All which would tear him it two would be those of his star-clad kin and his own living blood. History Longwing had been born in a litter of five to a pair of Ivyclan cats- Flamegaze, a strong ginger tom with a darker mask and honey amber eyes, and Songbird, a beautiful creamy white queen with blue-green eyes. The cats were apprenticehood sweethearts who stuck together through thick and thin and finally got their wish for a family as Songbird grew heavy with kits few moons after their warrior ceremony. The couple’s lovely new life was not without heartache though. Songbird kitted five beautiful, healthy kits; a long white tom with a touch of ginger here and there, a small golden ginger tom, a white she-kit with a dark spot of black on her side, a muted grey tabby with downy fluff, and a fiery ginger tabby. However, the litter had been born during the thick of Leafbare and with greencough floating about the camp- Songbird herself including in the numbers afflicted- it was no surprise that the kittens had developed a deadly case of kitten cough. The family took a hard hit as the kittens began dropping like flies in the snow. By spring, only one had survived. The heartache didn’t keep the family down long though. With one kitten rapidly recovering and growing up strong, the parents had keep up with their boy and threw their all into doting on him, Songbird even relinquishing her title as warrior to remain a permanent queen to care for her son. Longwing grew up in the warmest of families and it was evident in his demeanor throughout the tom’s life. Longwing was raised as any other apprentice, trained by a strong, but kind warrior and taught the ways of the clan and code. Raised up to be a respectable warrior, he earned his warrior name humbly and made his parents proud. The two, happy to see their baby grow up strong, were satisfied with their lives. It had been a surprise to the clan at first, but not to those who knew better. In all their efforts to give their son the very best, Flamegaze and Songbird sacrificed their time as free warriors. They had begun their family early in life and spent all their energy maintaining it. And by the time their precious treasure had reached the point in his life where he was safe, the pair had reached their point where they could finally rest. It had happened overnight; fine in the evening, but found dead in the morning. The pair were curled up in the couple’s nest, peaceful expressions worn on their faces. And when the two had been buried, Longwing had respectfully assisted in transporting them and sat in a vigil all through the night. His heart hurt, but her was not sad. He would simply miss them and would care on for them in the clan. Relationships [Immediate Family] Father Flamegaze | Ivyclan warrior | [Deceased] "My father was a strong soul who was forever loving to my mother and me. I hope to be able to feel what he felt." Mother Songbird | Ivyclan queen | [Deceased] "The loveliest of cats; she was sweet and gentle and sang me songs to sleep to. She is everything I want to be." Littermates Meadowkit | Ivyclan Kit | [Deceased] Featherkit | Ivyclan Kit | [Deceased] Spotkit | Ivyclan Kit | [Deceased] Spark-kit | Ivyclan Kit | [Deceased] ”I never knew my littermates, for they died from kittencough before any of our eyes opened. But I hope to meet them in Starclan when my time comes.” Offspring Luck-kit | Kittypet kit | [Deceased] Mintkit | Kittypet kit | [Alive] Violetkit | Kittypet kit | [Alive] Wingedkit | Kittypet kit | [Alive] Rosekit | Kittypet kit | [Alive] ”My precious kits; I love them with all my heart and can't wait to see what sort of personalities they have when they're older.” [Extended Family] Mentor Blackheart | Ivyclan warrior | [Alive] "My precious mentor. So loyal and strong, he taught me everything I know and I thank him." Former Apprentices Pebblenose | Ivyclan warrior | [Alive] "A quiet young tom, but promising. I look forward to seeing what kind of warrior he becomes." [Miscellaneous] Friends Tallulah Rose | Kittypet | [Alive] "A very good friend of mine. She's very fun to spend time with and always keeps me on my toes. Recently she had my kits." RP Example [RP from PokéPark on Pokefarm - Babayaga the Delphox] Honey gold eyes leered in the darkness of the rain which was now much stronger than the former sprinkle of droplets it had evolved from. A faint hiss sounded against the pattering of the shower overhead as the droplets evaporated off the plume of fur that the fox Pokemon donned. Babayaga's upper lip curled as a growl escaped her lungs, flattening her large ears to the best of her ability. With her thick tail lashing uneasily, the slender Delphox shrank back further into the underground, which seemed to grow tighter around her the further she moved. In her current size- even being one of the smaller creatures in the breed- was still much more problematic when it came to hiding. So easy it had been to shy away into a tangle of dense vegetation to avoid the rain as a Fennekin- even a Braixen. But now Baba seemed to be the brunt of nature's frustrations as the falling droplets broke through the barrier that the dark canopy of foresty trees had once held in strength before the thin membranes of the leaves grew heavy and limp with water. Sizzling. Sizzling was not good. It proved too loud of a sound, even for the rain-filled air that gave a soft splatter with every collision between the draining sky and accepting earth. It would only take one Pokemon with the keenest of hearing to pinpoint the sizzle- even higher chances that they would catch sight of the steam- and Baba was doomed. There was hardly a chance she could win a battle on a sunny day, let alone a heavily rainy one. The dangerous threat of being found was too much for the frantic creature to take and the towering Fox Pokemon tore off into a run on all four- appearing quite awkward albeit, but faster than she would've got it travelling upright on her hind legs. She had to get out of this drizzly wood and as she fled, a trail of steam followed more slowly in pursuit as it floated from her hissing pelt. It didn't take long for the Fire-Type to come across a cavern, and though it smelled of foreign scents that made her skin crawl with paranoia, the thought of remaining out in the cold wetness of the outside world when she was already becoming sopping wet was more than enough to send her packing into the cave without a hint of hesitation. Upon entering the stony mouth of the landscape, Baba had not an inkling as to where she was, what else was in inside with her, and how well she would fare before the weather let up. In an attempt to quash any feelings of terror or regret for entering the unusual cavern, the scrawny Delphox elicited a thin streak of flame from her honey-toned muzzle and grinned a bit at the sound of loud fizzling as the jet of fire evaporated what water she trailed in from the stone floor and charred a small portion of the area. And while the spot was still hot with embers, the tall fox creature hurriedly hunkered down and curled into as tight of a ball as she could ever get. The sudden warmth was enticing and drew a purr from deep within her throat, though the feeling was short-lived as the rest of her damp hide smothered out the lasting little lives of heat. But at least she could dry there in peace. ”Hopefully…”

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