Longstride - Ivyclan

[Longstride]

Longstride Male 36 Moons Straight? Ivyclan Warrior Everybody in the world knows I'm a little Twisted. Appearance Ref Longstride was  named for his great lanky build. Everything about this cat his long. His legs, his claws, his teeth and ears. it is like someone took him and stretched him out and he just never sprung back to his original size. His a tall feline, towering over many of his clan. Extremely long (Did I mention he is long?). He is build for great bursts of speed and power. His hinds legs are coils of athletically built muscles. Strong and capable of sending him soaring over the ground, or sending an enemy flying. He is a scruffy cat with disproportionally large ears. Always scruffy and disheveled as if he cares little for his looks. He walks with a strange, almost off balance saunter and never seems quite right as he moves. It is only when he is serious about something one sees the truly hones killer he really is. Of course, getting him serious about something to that extent may be very hard. Or easy, depending on the day and moment. He always has a lopsided grin on his face and his eyes posses a rather off-putting spark that hints of trouble.  Personality Something isn't quite right about this cat. But you can't quite put your finger on it. he is usually quite friendly and jovial. Willing to socialize and talk. But there is something very off about him. You feel unsettled by him, or maybe you feel like he is friend. Either way one cannot get a firm grasp on Longstride's character. He shifts and changed more quickly then a nervous mosquito. He doesn't seem dangerous, but one should certainly keep an eye on him. For one moment he is happy and friendly, the next he is hissing and cursing at you and you have no idea what you did. This drives many away and so Longstride has little in the way of friends. For all the crazy that he seems, he is an extremely smart cat. Very observant and somehow loyal to his clan. At least, you think he is loyal. One can never tell. History No one really knows what happened to Longstride in his previous life. Only that he was not a true clan-bred fellow. A Rogue accepted into their fold at the tender age of 10 moons. Not quite an adult, but no longer a kit. Even then something was off about him. But by some miracle he was permitted to stay. What ever happened, it changed him, from what they will never know. He bares the scars to prove that he has lived through something terrible. Though he will never give a straight answer about how he acquired them. When accepted into the clan he worked harder then any cat to prove himself. To earn his warrior name and become a deadly fighter. He is fast and light on his feet and has earned the name Longstride for his great strides that eat up the land. He has trained everyday to hone his fighting skills. It is almost an obsession he has for it, relying on his speed and stealth to help him hunt. Quick, single bursts of speed to take them down. (Otherwise he isn't likely to get ahold of any prey anytime soon).