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Description
[ General Information ]
| Name(s) | Rowanadder
| Pronunciation | ˈrōən-ˈadər
| Origins |
|| Rowan- Named for his brown coloration
|| Adder- Named for his coloration, eye color, and speed.
| Nickname(s) | N/A
| Age | 34 (Late Updated: 05/07/2018 )
| Joined At | 34 moons = 05/07/2018
| Birth Season | Summer | Zodiac Sign | Cancer
| Sex | Male | Gender Identity | Male
| Breed | Mixed; Mostly ASH + American Bobtail
| Alliance(s) | Thunderclan
| Heritage | Thunderclan
| Rank | Warrior
| Mentor(s) | -- ||
| Current Apprentice | Beechpaw
| Previous Apprentice(s) |
-- || --
| Belief System | StarClan | Belief Strength | 80%
Agnostic :: | Belief Strength | 20%
| Book Description | A light brown tabby tom with deep copper eyes.
| Genotype | bbl/Ll/Dd/AA/Mcmc/Ww/jbjb
| Fur Statistics |
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Rough
3/10 :: ●●●○○○○○○○ ➟ Dry
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Smooth
6/10 :: ●●●●●●○○○○ ➟ Soft
Short :: ●●●●●○○○○○ :: Long
| Eyes | Copper
| Body Type | Lean and muscular.
| Height | 11 in.
| Weight | 13 lbs.
| Most Noticeable Features |
Eyes.
Bobtail.
| Disabilities or Scars |
n/a
| Accessories |
n/a
| Body Movement | Has a specific walking gait, almost like a slow trot; Bouncy.
| Scent | Pine sap and gardening soil??
| Voice | Hozier
[ Statistics ]
Strength :: Average :: Weakness
| Battle Statistics |
5/10 :: Strength
8/10 :: Speed
6/10 :: Attack
7/10 :: Tactics
8/10 :: Endurance
5/10 :: Defense
4/10 :: Charisma
| Natural Senses |
7/10 :: Seeing
8/10 :: Hearing
5/10 :: Feeling/Touch
6/10 :: Smelling
5/10 :: Tasting
| Knowledge Skills |
3/10 :: Kitting and Kitcare
6/10 :: Den Building
5/10 :: Herb Knowledge
5/10 :: Fishing Tactics
8/10 :: Hunting Tactics
7/10 :: Battle Tactics
8/10 :: Compassion
| Other Skills |
5/10 :: Swimming
5/10 :: Rock Climbing
7/10 :: Tree Climbing
6/10 :: Leaping
8/10 :: Night Vision
5/10 :: Rabbit Chasing
7/10 :: Leading
5/10 :: Tracking
Tracker
[ Romantic Relations ]
| Orientation | Heterosexual
| Preference(s) |
Kind
Like-minded
Sensible
| Looking For | Yes :: No
Quick Fling
Lasting Relationship
Not Sure
| Currently Attracted to |
n/a
| Previous Attractions/Relationships |
n/a
| Sexual Activity | Active
| Relationship Statistics |
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Charisma
10/10 :: ●●●●●●●●●● ➟ Loyalty
10/10 :: ●●●●●●●●●● ➟ Respect
10/10 :: ●●●●●●●●●● ➟ Devotion
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Flirtatiousness
3/10 :: ●●●○○○○○○○ ➟ Sexuality
Positive :: Neutral :: Negative :: Hidden
[ Supportive | :: | providing encouragement or emotional help. ]
[ Patient | :: | able to accept or tolerate delays, problems, or suffering without becoming annoyed or anxious. ]
[ Reliable | : : | consistently good in quality or performance; able to be trusted. ]
[ Practical | : : | of or concerned with the actual doing or use of something rather than with theory and ideas. ]
[ Observant | :: | quick to notice things. ]
[ Reserved | :: | slow to reveal emotion or opinions. ]
[ Altruistic | :: | showing a disinterested and selfless concern for the well-being of others; unselfish. ]
[ Reluctant to Change | :: | unwilling and hesitant; disinclined. ]
[ Fawning | :: | Displaying exaggerated flattery or affection; obsequious. ]
[ Sensitive | :: | having or displaying a quick and delicate appreciation of others' feelings. ]
| Personality Type | ISFJ-A
[ History ][ Kithood / 0-6 moons :: Apprenticeship / 6-12 moons :: Adulthood / 12+ moons ]
| Kithood / 0-6 moons :: |
Born into Thunderclan the single kit in his litter, the tom maintained an average life of leisure. Many of his normal activities at this age consisted of hunting leaves or small bugs, and the occasional tail, and tumbling with litter mates. As he grew older he ventured out and explored the camp regularly, often annoying apprentices and warriors with questions. He was a sensible kit, as much as you could believe, and though he enjoyed a good tussle, he would stop if a younger kit got a scrape or scratch.
| Apprenticeship / 6-12 moons :: |
As the time neared, the young tom soon joined his older litter mates as an apprentice. He grew best at hunting, but his tactfulness in battle was a close match. He grew into his personality, and soon evolved into a handsome young tom with a pure heart. His biggest and best skills revolve around how well he can keep himself in check, patient and reserved when under stress.
| Warriorhood / 12+ moons :: |
Now a fully grown cat, he has yet to stray from his loyal ways. Making his way through life by constantly keeping a good reputation. He favors Hs time spent well, whether it be talking with other clan members or patrolling. In his free time he will either nap in a sunny patch of camp, or talk with apprentices and kits. He is almost always the first to offer his help, need it be to fill a position in a patrol, or to simply watch over a kit or two.
★ r o l e p l a y
(♥) yes || (★) maybe/depends || (○) no
timezone || US Central
cursing || ★; I'm ok with light swearing, but nothing too intense vv
violence || ★; Sure.
gore || ★; Depends.
Sexual || ○; No thanks.
role play example || (An excerpht from another un-uploaded application; Features a medicine cat named Celandineheart.)
Sorting through her herbs and listing off what has been used, Celandineheart started her day. As the sun's rays barely trickled through the dusty cavern, she relied mostly on her sense of smell to figure what was needed. This was a normal occurrence for her to be awake before the sun, as she was a very busy feline. The young maiden enjoyed this time to herself, as it was the most peaceful time she had to herself.
Once all her herbs had been accounted and her list of needs made, she set off in search of the plants. Climbing up and out of the network of tunnels, she emerged on the surface, a cobweb clinging to her whiskers due to the unkempt entrance. She sighed and sat down to clean it off, the hurried off when she'd finished. Her steps were light and bouncy, resembling a trot, though it was her natural gait. Covering lots of ground, the she-cat found herself a few body-lengths from the border, which she had no intention of crossing, and started to pick at a golden rod plant, collecting it's lovely yellow and green branches and holding them gently in her mouth so not to damage the plants.
The medicine cat then turned to trek more inwardly to a small patch of green plants which held a few lungwort plants. The grey-speckled leaves released a tangy and unpleasant taste while she harvested them, but she had grown accustomed to this by now. Having completed her task, Celandineheart began to trot back to camp, her mouth filled with fresh herbs, stinging bitterly in outrage as they did not wish to sit in a dark, dank tunnel. She agreed with them.
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Comments: 1
whirlwind002 [2018-09-16 23:40:21 +0000 UTC]
Whaaat, no comments? Well I'll be the first then... Rowan is such a sweetheart and I love him -squishes his fluffy cheeks-
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