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Description

BASICS

Name:
GoatStorm

[Goat- appearance, Storm For his Strength]

Age: 2 Years

Gender: Male

Relationship Status:

Single

Breeds:

Mainly Bedlington Terrier with Whippet, Poodle, Border Coolie blood.

IDENTIFICATION

Scent: Wheat
Physical appearance: A slim body with thick fur above nose and head, coat is mainly shades of grey with a hint of brown. White streaks on his forehead and left side of his body. Brown nose with swampy green eyes.

Build: Slim

Height: 45cm

Weight: 20lb

Rank: Tunneler

Clan: Windclan

Family:

Mother: BeeTail
Father: WitheredEye
Litter mates: Screechpaw, SheepFlight

Mate: N/A
Pups: N/A

PERSONALITY

= Good
= Neutral
= Bad

Loyal (Relationship)

He is a firm beliver to those who show their worth, and is willing to support them till the end.

Reliable

He is depenable for certain sitations, and won't wander away if someone is in need.

Jolly

The type to hum a tune while working, and enjoys the little things in life.

Fidgety

Can't sit still after a long break from his job, always need to do something to keep his paws moving.

Tolerable

Able to handle certain dogs for a long time, as long he still has his patience.

Respectful

Friend or Foe, he will try to be fair to both.

Weary
Being a tunneler, he learned to always take caution; even when ecnountering new things.

Poor Fighter

Doesn't have much fighitng expierence, but understands the basics of fleeing.

Doubtful

He doesn't have much confidence in himself, and always in need of that extra 'push'.

SEXUAL PREFERENCE

Sexual Orientation: Straight

Experience: N/A

Sexual History: N/A

Current Crushes: N/A

Past Crushes: N/A

HISTORY

Whats your dogs history look like?
Please include five sentences for each stage/rank of a character's life (ex. pup-hood, apprentice-hood, warrior-hood, etc)

Pup-Hood

The male could barely remember the memories when he was Goatpup, born from the love of BeeTail and WhitheredEye; along with his sibling Sheeppup. His early puphood was normal, loved by his mother while his father was constantly doing his duty for his clan; and him and his sister always getting into mischief. Trying to hide small bugs in moss balls to give to the other pups, finding secrets to use as blackmail against mothers, and any ideas that Sheeppup could share with Goatpup. The pup's nautrally fluffy heads they gained from their father; help cushioned most of the impact. Then again, they truly didn't sprint at full force at each other. Although, it did encourages others pups for some time; before BeeTail manage to get the two to stop. When they were not playing or getting into trouble, they often listen to stories from Beetail or WitheredEye about their lives and events that they lived through. Learning about Beetail's rank as a moor runner and Witheredeye being a tunneler; allow the pups to find the paths they want to be. With Sheeppup being the most energtic taking after thier mother, Goatpup following in his father's pawprints.

Apprentice

When the time had come for the young pup to become an apprentice, he was quite excited. When becoming Goatpaw and having his family there to chant his name, left an wonderful memory that he can smile on. Although, he didn't get his father as a mentor; Goatpaw was paired with a brute, belgian mix called GroundWeaver. The male at first, seemed rough, aggresive, and even huge to the small apprentice. However, the canine was paitence and caring. The pair soon grew into a relationship that is close to a father and son, when they weren't working on his training, they would hang out in the feilds and have Groundweaver give life lessons to Goatpaw. How to be respective, ladies first, and show the outmost optimism to their rank. Although learning how to create tunnels that were large enough for most larger canines, and ensure that it is stable, Goatpaw usually find himself lost in the maze-like pathways. Groundweaver, assured that he'll learn the secret to knowing which way to go when the time comes. Whenever Goatpaw finds himself with personal time from training and Groundweaver, he would often go to his family to tell about what he has learned and what Sheeppaw was doing in her training. Sadly Sheeppaw got a mentor that was quite the oppsite to his own, however found comfort in their small family gatherings and Goatpaw's occational encouragemnet to hang in there. Even as the training became harder as time went on, Goatpaw enjoyed every bit of it. Then one evening, his mother Beetail was found outside of camp in a field. The news reached the siblings, but without much context; they were greatly worried about their mother. They waited until their father came back with a small coat-pelt pup in his jaws, almost blending into his cruly dark-grey fur. Followed behind him was Beetail who looked exhausted, but happy to see that they had return to camp safely. That's when Goatpaw and Sheeppaw, met their new little sister Screechpup... The first impression was rather loud. Nonetheless, Goatpaw found himself loving the small new life; as it was welcomed into their world. Furthermore, with their training coming to a close; he had to force himself prepare for the incoming assessment.

Tunneler

When he got his name and the crowd chanted of his upbringing along with SheepFlight, the moment was so quick that it took GoatStorm the rest of the day to dwell on his achievements. Then in the morning, it was back to maintaining the tunnels. Time passes by quickly being in the underground, however his old mentor and father were still around; ensuring that he or anyone made any mistake that may endanger lives. However, when GoatStorm could spare the time from his role, he would visit his mother and young sister in the nursely; and try to meet up with SheepFlight. When Beetail allows it, GoatStorm would give Screechpup a ride around the camp, telling tales that he learned from his parents; and encouraged for her to choose her own path. Then the days started to repeat, tunnels, family, then back to tunnels. The male could find any time to himself, but found peace with his daily normal life. Then as Screechpup became Screechpaw, he found himself crying during her ceremony as he cheered his loudest- to the point he lost his voice for a few days. Life seemed to go on as usual as his parents retired, and his sisters content with their separate paths. However, after the terrible events of the disaterous tsunami, ground shaking panic, and the strange crossing across the coral bridge. GoatStorm found himself at disblief during the events, grateful for starclan of sparing his family lives; and sadden by the loses. Now, he hopes to adapt to the new land that he and his fellow clanmates found; and longs for the return of normal days.

ROLEPLAY

RP Sample: The distance shores had seeped back into the deep abyss of the ocean, the dark clouds still lingered in the sky above. The new Queen sat above the cats below as she skimmed her amber eyes across the camp, with a filled mind. New faces and traditions, new systems and of the sort had taken up much of her time that she nearly forgot she had to train a small shrimp... One that didn't like her, and vice versa. Once her eyes locked onto Blackpaw, she took the path that led downward. Her net almost snagging on the rubble from the fallen wall of limestone and shell, once she got close to the youngster... "C'mon shrimp! The tides are low and the clouds had led off for now." And continued to walk towards the entrance, towards Hunter's Training Grounds- a place that has rocks that are ready to be flipped after a high tide. Whether the bundle of fur is following her or not, she is going to fish.

Preferred methods: Discord, Notes.

Feel free to put this separately from your bio
Relationships:

l Likes

l Friends

l Good Friends

l Ex-Crush

l Pity For

l Ex-Mate

l seemingly by relationship Kin

l adoptive Kin

l blood Kin

l Slight Crush

l Average Crush

l Major Crush

l Suspicious

l Questionable

l Eager to know About

l Lust

l Love

l Would die for

l Respect

l Fear

l Stay Away Fear

l Dislikes

l Despises

l Wants dead

l Mentor
l Mentoring

l Dead

l Mate
l Missing

Shadowclan

-

Riverclan

-

Windclan

BeeTail | NPC | //| "She's my benevolent mother, who has cared for me and my siblings since birth."

WitheredEye | NPC | //| "Ah, he's the strong, silent type... Caught him a few times crying tears of joy."

SheepFlight | NPC |/| "My clever sister, perhaps plotting something as we speak of her."

GroundWeaver | NPC |/// | "He's a gentle soul, whom appears to have fought many battles."

ScreechPaw | NPC |/| "My little sister, she's a bundle of joy. Her singing voice however, not so much."

Thunderclan

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Strays

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Credit is not necessary if you use this template but it would be appreciated © Driftwood626

Description

BASICS

Name:
GoatStorm

[Goat- appearance, Storm For his Strength]

Age: 2 Years

Gender: Male

Relationship Status:

Single

Breeds:

Mainly Bedlington Terrier with Whippet, Poodle, Border Coolie blood.

IDENTIFICATION

Scent: Wheat
Physical appearance: A slim body with thick fur above nose and head, coat is mainly shades of grey with a hint of brown. White streaks on his forehead and left side of his body. Brown nose with swampy green eyes.

Build: Slim

Height: 45cm

Weight: 20lb

Rank: Tunneler

Clan: Windclan

Family:

Mother: BeeTail
Father: WitheredEye
Litter mates: Screechpaw, SheepFlight

Mate: N/A
Pups: N/A

PERSONALITY

= Good
= Neutral
= Bad

Loyal (Relationship)

He is a firm beliver to those who show their worth, and is willing to support them till the end.

Reliable

He is depenable for certain sitations, and won't wander away if someone is in need.

Jolly

The type to hum a tune while working, and enjoys the little things in life.

Fidgety

Can't sit still after a long break from his job, always need to do something to keep his paws moving.

Tolerable

Able to handle certain dogs for a long time, as long he still has his patience.

Respectful

Friend or Foe, he will try to be fair to both.

Weary
Being a tunneler, he learned to always take caution; even when ecnountering new things.

Poor Fighter

Doesn't have much fighitng expierence, but understands the basics of fleeing.

Doubtful

He doesn't have much confidence in himself, and always in need of that extra 'push'.

SEXUAL PREFERENCE

Sexual Orientation: Straight

Experience: N/A

Sexual History: N/A

Current Crushes: N/A

Past Crushes: N/A

HISTORY

Whats your dogs history look like?
Please include five sentences for each stage/rank of a character's life (ex. pup-hood, apprentice-hood, warrior-hood, etc)

Pup-Hood

The male could barely remember the memories when he was Goatpup, born from the love of BeeTail and WhitheredEye; along with his sibling Sheeppup. His early puphood was normal, loved by his mother while his father was constantly doing his duty for his clan; and him and his sister always getting into mischief. Trying to hide small bugs in moss balls to give to the other pups, finding secrets to use as blackmail against mothers, and any ideas that Sheeppup could share with Goatpup. The pup's nautrally fluffy heads they gained from their father; help cushioned most of the impact. Then again, they truly didn't sprint at full force at each other. Although, it did encourages others pups for some time; before BeeTail manage to get the two to stop. When they were not playing or getting into trouble, they often listen to stories from Beetail or WitheredEye about their lives and events that they lived through. Learning about Beetail's rank as a moor runner and Witheredeye being a tunneler; allow the pups to find the paths they want to be. With Sheeppup being the most energtic taking after thier mother, Goatpup following in his father's pawprints.

Apprentice

When the time had come for the young pup to become an apprentice, he was quite excited. When becoming Goatpaw and having his family there to chant his name, left an wonderful memory that he can smile on. Although, he didn't get his father as a mentor; Goatpaw was paired with a brute, belgian mix called GroundWeaver. The male at first, seemed rough, aggresive, and even huge to the small apprentice. However, the canine was paitence and caring. The pair soon grew into a relationship that is close to a father and son, when they weren't working on his training, they would hang out in the feilds and have Groundweaver give life lessons to Goatpaw. How to be respective, ladies first, and show the outmost optimism to their rank. Although learning how to create tunnels that were large enough for most larger canines, and ensure that it is stable, Goatpaw usually find himself lost in the maze-like pathways. Groundweaver, assured that he'll learn the secret to knowing which way to go when the time comes. Whenever Goatpaw finds himself with personal time from training and Groundweaver, he would often go to his family to tell about what he has learned and what Sheeppaw was doing in her training. Sadly Sheeppaw got a mentor that was quite the oppsite to his own, however found comfort in their small family gatherings and Goatpaw's occational encouragemnet to hang in there. Even as the training became harder as time went on, Goatpaw enjoyed every bit of it. Then one evening, his mother Beetail was found outside of camp in a field. The news reached the siblings, but without much context; they were greatly worried about their mother. They waited until their father came back with a small coat-pelt pup in his jaws, almost blending into his cruly dark-grey fur. Followed behind him was Beetail who looked exhausted, but happy to see that they had return to camp safely. That's when Goatpaw and Sheeppaw, met their new little sister Screechpup... The first impression was rather loud. Nonetheless, Goatpaw found himself loving the small new life; as it was welcomed into their world. Furthermore, with their training coming to a close; he had to force himself prepare for the incoming assessment.

Tunneler

When he got his name and the crowd chanted of his upbringing along with SheepFlight, the moment was so quick that it took GoatStorm the rest of the day to dwell on his achievements. Then in the morning, it was back to maintaining the tunnels. Time passes by quickly being in the underground, however his old mentor and father were still around; ensuring that he or anyone made any mistake that may endanger lives. However, when GoatStorm could spare the time from his role, he would visit his mother and young sister in the nursely; and try to meet up with SheepFlight. When Beetail allows it, GoatStorm would give Screechpup a ride around the camp, telling tales that he learned from his parents; and encouraged for her to choose her own path. Then the days started to repeat, tunnels, family, then back to tunnels. The male could find any time to himself, but found peace with his daily normal life. Then as Screechpup became Screechpaw, he found himself crying during her ceremony as he cheered his loudest- to the point he lost his voice for a few days. Life seemed to go on as usual as his parents retired, and his sisters content with their separate paths. However, after the terrible events of the disaterous tsunami, ground shaking panic, and the strange crossing across the coral bridge. GoatStorm found himself at disblief during the events, grateful for starclan of sparing his family lives; and sadden by the loses. Now, he hopes to adapt to the new land that he and his fellow clanmates found; and longs for the return of normal days.

ROLEPLAY

RP Sample: The distance shores had seeped back into the deep abyss of the ocean, the dark clouds still lingered in the sky above. The new Queen sat above the cats below as she skimmed her amber eyes across the camp, with a filled mind. New faces and traditions, new systems and of the sort had taken up much of her time that she nearly forgot she had to train a small shrimp... One that didn't like her, and vice versa. Once her eyes locked onto Blackpaw, she took the path that led downward. Her net almost snagging on the rubble from the fallen wall of limestone and shell, once she got close to the youngster... "C'mon shrimp! The tides are low and the clouds had led off for now." And continued to walk towards the entrance, towards Hunter's Training Grounds- a place that has rocks that are ready to be flipped after a high tide. Whether the bundle of fur is following her or not, she is going to fish.

Preferred methods: Discord, Notes.

Feel free to put this separately from your bio
Relationships:

l Likes

l Friends

l Good Friends

l Ex-Crush

l Pity For

l Ex-Mate

l seemingly by relationship Kin

l adoptive Kin

l blood Kin

l Slight Crush

l Average Crush

l Major Crush

l Suspicious

l Questionable

l Eager to know About

l Lust

l Love

l Would die for

l Respect

l Fear

l Stay Away Fear

l Dislikes

l Despises

l Wants dead

l Mentor
l Mentoring

l Dead

l Mate
l Missing

Shadowclan

-

Riverclan

-

Windclan

BeeTail | NPC | //| "She's my benevolent mother, who has cared for me and my siblings since birth."

WitheredEye | NPC | //| "Ah, he's the strong, silent type... Caught him a few times crying tears of joy."

SheepFlight | NPC |/| "My clever sister, perhaps plotting something as we speak of her."

GroundWeaver | NPC |/// | "He's a gentle soul, whom appears to have fought many battles."

ScreechPaw | NPC |/| "My little sister, she's a bundle of joy. Her singing voice however, not so much."

Thunderclan

-

Strays

-

Credit is not necessary if you use this template but it would be appreciated © Driftwood626