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Description
~General information~-----------------------------------------
Name: Swiftkit
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----Prefix: Probably because his pelt reminded the parents of leaves swiftly following the wind. (I actually have no idea why he was given the name Swift.)
----suffix: All kits are given 'kit' at the end of their name. When he reaches the rank of an apprentice he'll be given something
else at the end of his name.
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Age: 0 moons
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Gender: Male
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Breed: Siberian & British Shorthair mix
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Clan: Dustclanclan
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Apprentice: None
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Rank: Kit
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~Personality~
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Good: - Easily motivated - Social -
Big sense of humor - Fast learner - Creative -
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Neutral: - Manipulative - Oblivious to pain - Stubborn - Rude -
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Bad: - stupid -
Arrogant - Self Reliant - Doesn't know his place - Rough - Liar -
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Fears: Losing his parents
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Goals: Being better then his siblings
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Strengths: His manipulative words.
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Weaknesses: Disappointment and the dark.
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What triggers positive emotions: Making someone laugh, Being part of conversations all about him, winning a game.
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What triggers negative emotions: Hurtful comments and tickle fights.
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Favorites:
Prey : Spiders
Season : Spring
Color : Orange
Time of Day : Early Morning
Place : In bed
Activity : Training and goofing off.
Scent : His parents
Cat : His Mother (Tiny little Momma's boy)
Other:
He sleep walks
Couldn't make a pokerface if his life depended on it.
Swiftkit is strongly afraid of the dark, but he loves spiders.
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~Physical information~
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Fur--
Smooth 20%
Fur length 60%
Bristle 10%
Dryness 10%
Physical appearance: Swiftkit is a small but chubby kit with a really thick pelt. Its mostly poughy and out of place. He's got a lot of black and yellowish orange spots all over his body. His eyes are emerald green like his mothers'.
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Accessories: None
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Scent: Since Swiftkit lives in Dustclan, his pelt carries the scent of his clan mates.
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Climbing:2/10
Speed: 1/10
Agility: 1/10
Strength: 3/10
Leadership skills: 1/10
Endurance: 2/10
Hunting: 0/10
Fighting: 4/10
Stealth: 1/10
Swimming: 0/10
Pounce:2/10
Grip: 2/10
Stamina: 1/10
Eye sight: 9/10
Sense of smell: 8/10
Defense: 1/10
Hearing:7/10
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~Relationship status~
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Wary of
Afraid of
Terror
Shy around
Confused by
Avoid at all costs
Friend
Good Friend
Best Friend
Unbreakable Bond
Love (platonic)
Pity
Friendly Competition
Frenemy
Rival
Unmet family member
Met family member
Well known family member
Former crush
Slight interest in
Crush
Respect
Acquaintance
Wants to be friends with
Admires/Role-model
Lust
Love Interest
Love (romantic)
Jealous
Discomfort
Angered by
Dislike
Brewing hate
Hate
Wants dead
Sister/brother
Mother/father
Ex mate
Mate
Girlfriend/Boyfriend
Quick fling
★ Considers family
Mentor
Apprentice
Dead
Leafclan
Brief thought on the clan: "Mommy told me stories about this clan. They sound boring, so I don't want to see them."
Dustclan
Brief thought on the clan: "Its my home! Everyone seems so nice!"
Rainclan
Brief thought on the clan: "I wish I could go there just to swim. It sounds like a ton of fun!" :3
Stoneclan
Brief thought on the clan: "Haha I heard this really funny joke about this clan from my Dad!" xD
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Mother: VineBlossom
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Father: Bumblestar
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Sister(s):Cherrykit, Bloomkit
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Brother(s): Mousekit, Lizzardkit, Beekit.
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Mate: None
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Past mate(s): None
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Offspring(s): None
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Interested in: She-cats all the way!
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Crush(es): None
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Mate:
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Offspring(s): N/A
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Turn ons:Not sure yet
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Turn offs:Not sure yet
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~History~
Kit hood:
Will add once he's an apprentice.
Apprentice:
Not sure yet.
Warrior:
Not sure yet.
--- Rp details---
Roleplay availability
Notes | ✔
Skype | ✘
Chats | ✔
Comments | ✔
Roleplay ratings
G/PG | ✔
PG-13 | ✔
M | ✔
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RP example~
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(This is from a RP I was in with another character of mine)
Fireeyes watched him with fear and the huge amount of stress watching him. She didn't know if he was going to make it or not even if he did get out of the water. What if he doesn't reach the branch before he passes out?! I won't be able to come in and get him without drowning myself as well! What if I take too long dragging him to shore if he even gets there in time? Would I be able to preform mouth to mouth properly? I never even thought about preparing myself for if such a situation came up!! She bit her paws, fretting and praying he would make it out alive. She looked closer, for he dashed to the branch and was close to it now. Did he catch it?! I CAN'T SEE BECAUSE OF ALL THIS STUPID RAIN! She felt like tearing something, but her paws were firmly in the mud so she would stand her ground when she had to pull him out.
Her heart leaped for joy when she caught the slightest sight of the branch hooked to his paw. Why didn't he grab on to it with his teeth? His claw might rip from his paw! I guess he's willing to give it a shot. With all the built up strength she had in her, though she's not that strong, she pulled with all her might. It was easy moving him when he was in the water, for the water made him float like a leaf. She felt like swearing when she pulled him into a strong part of the current, causing her to play tug of war with the water. YOU STUPID RIVER! She thought to herself as she tugged. "Uurrrgh!" Was all she could do without losing the branch, though she never thought about biting it too hard. Without warning, her teeth bit through it and the plant started getting dragged with Wolfstrike. She watched the end slowly move away from her, in utter shock and horror, but was still on some land. Without words, she yanked her paws out of the mud and rushed at it, grabbing it just before it slid out to the river. "HANG IN THERE WOLFSTRIKE." She twirled the willow leaf around her body so she wouldn't lose it and started taking steps away from the river. She stared straight ahead, pulling him like her life depended on it, more like his. After a few moments of doing that, he finally was on the muddy shore. She kept dragging him though, making sure he was well away from the stupid river. That's what she called it now.
When Wolfstrike was well out of the water and away from the current, Fireeyes dropped the leaf and rushed to his side. "Wolfstrike! Speak to me! Are you alive?!"
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