Post by LupTacco on Aug 20, 2018 22:59:17 GMT
BRITTLEBARK
A.K.A "Brittle Bark of Dry Tree"
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tom : 30 moons :
> > APPEARANCE: {shorthair seal colorpoint with brilliant blue eyes}
>> Genetics: XoY L_ R_ B_ D_ aa cscs ww
>> Items: StarClan's Connection, Empathy Connection(Inactive)
Brittlebark's fur is semi-soft and wispy in spite of its short length, keeping him surprisingly warm in spite of his short pelt. His features are more sloped than sharp but still have a "chiseled" look, with a notably strong nose and less proportionately large ears than many tribe cats, giving him an overall more sturdy looking face. He has narrow but strong shoulders, moving with equal parts force and grace. His tail is average length, give or take about a mouselength.
His fur is mostly a creamed-coffee tan color all over, getting paler around his chest and throat before trailing into a deep brown and then black on his face, paws, and tail. His pattern is solid and smooth.
Brittle's eyes are a soft but rich and dark blue, like lazuli stone or the sky just before sunrise, and have an upward-tilted, outward-pointed almond shape. His nose is soft and black, and wider than it is tall. His paw pads are a dark, sooty grey. Brittle has a medium-low voice tone, nowhere near as deep as Ash of Last Sun's nor with that distinct rumble, but certainly lower than many tribe cats'. He tends to speak in a hushed tone.
His fur is mostly a creamed-coffee tan color all over, getting paler around his chest and throat before trailing into a deep brown and then black on his face, paws, and tail. His pattern is solid and smooth.
Brittle's eyes are a soft but rich and dark blue, like lazuli stone or the sky just before sunrise, and have an upward-tilted, outward-pointed almond shape. His nose is soft and black, and wider than it is tall. His paw pads are a dark, sooty grey. Brittle has a medium-low voice tone, nowhere near as deep as Ash of Last Sun's nor with that distinct rumble, but certainly lower than many tribe cats'. He tends to speak in a hushed tone.
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> > PERSONALITY:
{brief; Spiritual, Xenophobic, Private, Attentive, Reasonable, Anxious}
Brittlebark is primarily a spiritual cat; he seems to feel, see, and hear the hum of the world around him, and takes as much comfort in visiting an ancient tree as he did in speaking to his father the few times he did. When something's wrong, he often seems to notice it by saying that things have gone silent; not that he actually has premonitions, but he expresses and realizes things he noticed subconsciously at first this way most of the time. Because of this, it's not too often that he's either entirely right or entirely wrong, since it is based on something he really did notice but may be tinged by his perceptions or missing information.
Raised by the Firstspeaker of the Tribe of Ancient Roots, Brittlebark was taught to be wary of outside influences. He grew up on stories of the war between them and the strange cats from far away in the thin woods, and has adopted most of his father's xenophobic attitude. Combined with his naturally uneasy attitude towards meeting new cats in the first place, he has little to no interest in speaking to those who are not in the tribe.
Brittlebark is largely private about his own feelings, having relied on Rose as a kitten, and now that he's cut off from that silent emotional outlet he has yet to learn how to express himself well. He will generally go off to brood in his thoughts when he's upset rather than speak to anyone, as he doesn't want to scramble to explain what he feels nor burden anyone. In spite of that, he's generally attentive when anyone else is down or may need help, and if his own sorrows aren't too great he'll prefer to throw himself into their troubles and chores to distract himself and hopefully get over whatever made him upset.
An anxious cat by birth, Brittlebark struggles with thinking that others have judged him or that they will judge him soon, general paranoia about other cats, and a sense of being disconnected. Though he manages it well at the surface and is certainly more likely to sit in a stunned silence than lash out at anyone, the only place he ever felt safe was his mother's side and around his small but beautiful family. Even so, he's an intelligent and supported cat, and he can usually realize when he's fooling himself or being tricked by something, and he is always open to explanations.
> > PERSONALITY:
{brief; Spiritual, Xenophobic, Private, Attentive, Reasonable, Anxious}
Brittlebark is primarily a spiritual cat; he seems to feel, see, and hear the hum of the world around him, and takes as much comfort in visiting an ancient tree as he did in speaking to his father the few times he did. When something's wrong, he often seems to notice it by saying that things have gone silent; not that he actually has premonitions, but he expresses and realizes things he noticed subconsciously at first this way most of the time. Because of this, it's not too often that he's either entirely right or entirely wrong, since it is based on something he really did notice but may be tinged by his perceptions or missing information.
Raised by the Firstspeaker of the Tribe of Ancient Roots, Brittlebark was taught to be wary of outside influences. He grew up on stories of the war between them and the strange cats from far away in the thin woods, and has adopted most of his father's xenophobic attitude. Combined with his naturally uneasy attitude towards meeting new cats in the first place, he has little to no interest in speaking to those who are not in the tribe.
Brittlebark is largely private about his own feelings, having relied on Rose as a kitten, and now that he's cut off from that silent emotional outlet he has yet to learn how to express himself well. He will generally go off to brood in his thoughts when he's upset rather than speak to anyone, as he doesn't want to scramble to explain what he feels nor burden anyone. In spite of that, he's generally attentive when anyone else is down or may need help, and if his own sorrows aren't too great he'll prefer to throw himself into their troubles and chores to distract himself and hopefully get over whatever made him upset.
An anxious cat by birth, Brittlebark struggles with thinking that others have judged him or that they will judge him soon, general paranoia about other cats, and a sense of being disconnected. Though he manages it well at the surface and is certainly more likely to sit in a stunned silence than lash out at anyone, the only place he ever felt safe was his mother's side and around his small but beautiful family. Even so, he's an intelligent and supported cat, and he can usually realize when he's fooling himself or being tricked by something, and he is always open to explanations.
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> > HISTORY:
Brittle was born to the tribe's Firstspeaker and Dusk that Brings the Cold, alongside two sisters, Petal of Black Rose and Rain that Never Falls, and one brother, Owl Hidden in Mist; there were also two stillborn kittens who were never named. Brittle and Rose could always sense how the other felt, but one day she disappeared, and Brittle can't sense anything from her anymore. He hopes she's safe somewhere, if it can't be where he is. Brittle himself was named for an old, dead tree in the camp that was used by cats of all ages to practice climbing and hone their claws; the bark of it sometimes peeled off in large pieces, cracking and crumbling underpaw.
He trained mostly uneventfully, but then came the first sign- their ancestors abandoned them when he was 12 moons old, and that very night, his father died. Although he couldn't explain it, he knew that his father's spirit had gone wherever those before had, and though he was happy that the older tom was no longer in pain, Brittle couldn't help but feel lost without the guidance of the Firstspeaker. He was suspicious of Talon's leadership in his father's stead, but forced himself to shrug it off as his own mind being jealous and grieving.
Not long after, the Tribe's home was decimated by excavation trucks, and in the chaos the cats who survived fled the scene. Lost, with nowhere else to go, they went to the only other place they could think- clan territory. Brittle was somewhat shellshocked, and at this point in his life, became incredibly bitter for one so young.
After settling into the territories as RootClan, Brittle Bark of Dry Tree's name was changed to Brittlebark.
At 24 moons, he was given responsibility of training his first apprentice, Thrushpaw, who hailed from the known and respected children of Swanstream and Ravenbranch.
At 28 moons, RootClan was forced to room with MistClan while their own camp was infested by rats. He had an encounter with Milkberry while MothClan and RootClan were staying in MistClan's camp, and may or may not come to find out the end result of the ordeal.
At 30 moons, amidst mounting tensions between RootClan and MothClan, he saw Thrushpaw graduate to be Thrushfeather. He witnessed Screecheagle's step-down from leadership, and pondered why.
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> > FAMILY:
parents
Dusk that Brings the Cold[mother][unknown] - tribe prey-hunter queen
Ash of Last Sun(Firstspeaker)[father][deceased] - tribe healer
siblings
Petal of Black Rose[sister][unknown] - tribe prey-hunter
Owl Hidden in Mist[brother][deceased] - tribe home-guard
Rainfall(Rain that Never Falls)[sister][alive] - rootlanprey-hunter warrior
> > HISTORY:
Brittle was born to the tribe's Firstspeaker and Dusk that Brings the Cold, alongside two sisters, Petal of Black Rose and Rain that Never Falls, and one brother, Owl Hidden in Mist; there were also two stillborn kittens who were never named. Brittle and Rose could always sense how the other felt, but one day she disappeared, and Brittle can't sense anything from her anymore. He hopes she's safe somewhere, if it can't be where he is. Brittle himself was named for an old, dead tree in the camp that was used by cats of all ages to practice climbing and hone their claws; the bark of it sometimes peeled off in large pieces, cracking and crumbling underpaw.
He trained mostly uneventfully, but then came the first sign- their ancestors abandoned them when he was 12 moons old, and that very night, his father died. Although he couldn't explain it, he knew that his father's spirit had gone wherever those before had, and though he was happy that the older tom was no longer in pain, Brittle couldn't help but feel lost without the guidance of the Firstspeaker. He was suspicious of Talon's leadership in his father's stead, but forced himself to shrug it off as his own mind being jealous and grieving.
Not long after, the Tribe's home was decimated by excavation trucks, and in the chaos the cats who survived fled the scene. Lost, with nowhere else to go, they went to the only other place they could think- clan territory. Brittle was somewhat shellshocked, and at this point in his life, became incredibly bitter for one so young.
After settling into the territories as RootClan, Brittle Bark of Dry Tree's name was changed to Brittlebark.
At 24 moons, he was given responsibility of training his first apprentice, Thrushpaw, who hailed from the known and respected children of Swanstream and Ravenbranch.
At 28 moons, RootClan was forced to room with MistClan while their own camp was infested by rats. He had an encounter with Milkberry while MothClan and RootClan were staying in MistClan's camp, and may or may not come to find out the end result of the ordeal.
At 30 moons, amidst mounting tensions between RootClan and MothClan, he saw Thrushpaw graduate to be Thrushfeather. He witnessed Screecheagle's step-down from leadership, and pondered why.
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> > FAMILY:
parents
Dusk that Brings the Cold[mother][unknown] - tribe prey-hunter queen
Ash of Last Sun(Firstspeaker)[father][deceased] - tribe healer
siblings
Petal of Black Rose[sister][unknown] - tribe prey-hunter
Owl Hidden in Mist[brother][deceased] - tribe home-guard
Rainfall(Rain that Never Falls)[sister][alive] - rootlan
tribe relations
Fangstrike(Fang of Striking Snake)[former mentor][alive] - rootclan warrior
Thrushfeather[former apprentice][alive] - rootclan warrior
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archival
-original application info: Brittle Bark of Dry Tree - 0 moons - tribe home-guard kitten-
-updated for format, new name, rank and age, and history-
-oct 2019; age, history, added thrushfeather as former apprentice after monthly ceremonies-
Fangstrike(Fang of Striking Snake)[former mentor][alive] - rootclan warrior
Thrushfeather[former apprentice][alive] - rootclan warrior
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archival
-original application info: Brittle Bark of Dry Tree - 0 moons - tribe home-guard kitten-
-updated for format, new name, rank and age, and history-
-oct 2019; age, history, added thrushfeather as former apprentice after monthly ceremonies-
