Post by Ghost on Apr 2, 2009 17:39:21 GMT -5
name... Ghost
gender... Tom
age... 24 moons, nearly 2 years old.
group... Loner
rank... None, Loner.
reference... Calm, quiet and cool-headed tomcat with complete heterochromia, one blue, one green.
appearance... Ghost's pelt is a bright white. It is relatively short, which he is happy about in leafgreen. Ghost has a long tail, which is usually kept low to the ground due to an injury when he was just a kit. Ghost's pelt, at night, has an eerie glow to it. This prevents him from hunting at night, being that he is very, very visible.
His eyes are probably the most defining feature about Ghost. They are different colors, one is a deep cerulean blue and the other is a vibrant green. He tends to be vain about them, since it it rare. GHost's build is stocky and muscular. He is very large, at least twice as big as most other cats he meets. His claws are a cloudy-white and he prefers to keep them as sharp as possible. They are longer than most cats', but they break easier. Ghost, as of now, has no scars to speak of, but he has a distunctive black spot on his pink nose.
Picture: upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/8/82/Cat_Eyes.jpg/800px-Cat_Eyes.jpg
A part of the tip of Ghost's left ear is missing, but that does not affect his hearing. His whiskers are long and white, probably hard to see against his coat. He has long, pure-white teeth and pink gumline.
personality... Ghost is quiet, calm and down-to-earth. He hardly breaks out in anger even when threatened. He is not a fighter, but is not afraid to if it is called for. usually uses his eyes and body-langage as communication. Since he is alone almost all of the time he isn't used to talking, that doesn't mean he NEVER talks or doesn't like to, but he just isn't used to doing it.
Ghost lives in his mind, he can sit and watch the forest in one spot for hours and never move except the soft twitiching of his tail, which he does without relizing it. Ghost loves to swim, unlike other cats, and wil happily jump in the river to cool down or just for fun.
He is an skilled fisher and that is usually how he gets his food. Ghost is not the depressive sort, but more or less neutral. He does not believe in much anything but himself, since that is all he has, but he is not conceited or cocky.
Towards other cats he is friendly and will walk up to anyone just to say 'Hello'. He is an successful fighter and has killed some cats already, overpowering them his his immense size. Ghost has no kits, and is not 'fixed'.
history... Ghost was born several, several miles away from the forest he lives in now. His mother ran away and took Ghost, the only surviving kit of her litter. His brother and sister died at birth. He was just 3 weeks old when they left. They reached the forest when he was about 4 moons old, and he, by then, had learned to hunt some and had already killed his first prey. One night they were looking for shelter they crossed what his previous owners called a 'road' where 'cars'...or something blazw down it at incredible speeds. One of them came too quick and killed his mother, instantly. Ghost was a little quicker and narrowly escaped. She was ripped to shreds by the over-sized thing. He was left alone to fend for himself. Two moons later he fell from a tree, luckally not landing on his neck but where his tail met his body, and in a matter of speaking, breaking the joint. It healed over wrong, causing the constant droop in his tail. He can never straighten it.
Apprentice-age: After his mother died he too almost did several times after that of starvation and thirst. Though it was hard he lived. When he was eight moons he had established a place of his own, an abandoned barn on the edge of afeild. He found it just as leaf-bear had started, which is the only reason why he had lived it's harsh icy cold grasp. No cat bothered him or crossed into his rather large territory at all. He also found out that two-legs lived in a house on a hill not too far away. They enjoyed a let Ghost stay, using him as a pest-killer for the grain in their barn. Ghost never saw himself as their pet, but more or less a positive symbiotic relationship. They never approched him directly or fed him.
Warrior-age: When Ghost had turned 12 moons old he got into a fight over his bounderies, a cat named Raven. Their quarrel lasted many, many moons until Raven disappeared mysteriously. During this said time, is when Ghost lost the tip of his left ear. Ghost knows about the clans and their fight and prefers to stay out of it, and he sometimes finds himself in their territory, but he isn't afraid of them. He has yet to be threatened or detected to his knowlage, he's even gotten as far as their camps, or about 40 tail-lenghts away, and watched. He may have been detected but his territory boundaries are quite far from theirs and he has yet to been followed as he has not had anyone on his territory for some time now.
When he was 17 moons old a terrible leaf-bare got even into his warm barn, sometimes the hay wasn't even enough and he nearly died. Luckally, the twoleg nest that rested near the barn took care of him until it ended, which then he promptly left as soon as it had warmed to a pleasent degree. He now spends his time sitting on a rock over the river he has control of. He has much respect for the Twolegs that helped him, they saved his life.
acquaintances...
Father: Unknown, never knew him.
Unnamed Siblings: Stillborn at birth.
Mother: Deceased.
notes... Glowing pelt reqires moonlight to actually touch him. It is subtle and gives no advantage but makes him more visible. It's also the reason his name is Ghost.
gender... Tom
age... 24 moons, nearly 2 years old.
group... Loner
rank... None, Loner.
reference... Calm, quiet and cool-headed tomcat with complete heterochromia, one blue, one green.
appearance... Ghost's pelt is a bright white. It is relatively short, which he is happy about in leafgreen. Ghost has a long tail, which is usually kept low to the ground due to an injury when he was just a kit. Ghost's pelt, at night, has an eerie glow to it. This prevents him from hunting at night, being that he is very, very visible.
His eyes are probably the most defining feature about Ghost. They are different colors, one is a deep cerulean blue and the other is a vibrant green. He tends to be vain about them, since it it rare. GHost's build is stocky and muscular. He is very large, at least twice as big as most other cats he meets. His claws are a cloudy-white and he prefers to keep them as sharp as possible. They are longer than most cats', but they break easier. Ghost, as of now, has no scars to speak of, but he has a distunctive black spot on his pink nose.
Picture: upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/8/82/Cat_Eyes.jpg/800px-Cat_Eyes.jpg
A part of the tip of Ghost's left ear is missing, but that does not affect his hearing. His whiskers are long and white, probably hard to see against his coat. He has long, pure-white teeth and pink gumline.
personality... Ghost is quiet, calm and down-to-earth. He hardly breaks out in anger even when threatened. He is not a fighter, but is not afraid to if it is called for. usually uses his eyes and body-langage as communication. Since he is alone almost all of the time he isn't used to talking, that doesn't mean he NEVER talks or doesn't like to, but he just isn't used to doing it.
Ghost lives in his mind, he can sit and watch the forest in one spot for hours and never move except the soft twitiching of his tail, which he does without relizing it. Ghost loves to swim, unlike other cats, and wil happily jump in the river to cool down or just for fun.
He is an skilled fisher and that is usually how he gets his food. Ghost is not the depressive sort, but more or less neutral. He does not believe in much anything but himself, since that is all he has, but he is not conceited or cocky.
Towards other cats he is friendly and will walk up to anyone just to say 'Hello'. He is an successful fighter and has killed some cats already, overpowering them his his immense size. Ghost has no kits, and is not 'fixed'.
history... Ghost was born several, several miles away from the forest he lives in now. His mother ran away and took Ghost, the only surviving kit of her litter. His brother and sister died at birth. He was just 3 weeks old when they left. They reached the forest when he was about 4 moons old, and he, by then, had learned to hunt some and had already killed his first prey. One night they were looking for shelter they crossed what his previous owners called a 'road' where 'cars'...or something blazw down it at incredible speeds. One of them came too quick and killed his mother, instantly. Ghost was a little quicker and narrowly escaped. She was ripped to shreds by the over-sized thing. He was left alone to fend for himself. Two moons later he fell from a tree, luckally not landing on his neck but where his tail met his body, and in a matter of speaking, breaking the joint. It healed over wrong, causing the constant droop in his tail. He can never straighten it.
Apprentice-age: After his mother died he too almost did several times after that of starvation and thirst. Though it was hard he lived. When he was eight moons he had established a place of his own, an abandoned barn on the edge of afeild. He found it just as leaf-bear had started, which is the only reason why he had lived it's harsh icy cold grasp. No cat bothered him or crossed into his rather large territory at all. He also found out that two-legs lived in a house on a hill not too far away. They enjoyed a let Ghost stay, using him as a pest-killer for the grain in their barn. Ghost never saw himself as their pet, but more or less a positive symbiotic relationship. They never approched him directly or fed him.
Warrior-age: When Ghost had turned 12 moons old he got into a fight over his bounderies, a cat named Raven. Their quarrel lasted many, many moons until Raven disappeared mysteriously. During this said time, is when Ghost lost the tip of his left ear. Ghost knows about the clans and their fight and prefers to stay out of it, and he sometimes finds himself in their territory, but he isn't afraid of them. He has yet to be threatened or detected to his knowlage, he's even gotten as far as their camps, or about 40 tail-lenghts away, and watched. He may have been detected but his territory boundaries are quite far from theirs and he has yet to been followed as he has not had anyone on his territory for some time now.
When he was 17 moons old a terrible leaf-bare got even into his warm barn, sometimes the hay wasn't even enough and he nearly died. Luckally, the twoleg nest that rested near the barn took care of him until it ended, which then he promptly left as soon as it had warmed to a pleasent degree. He now spends his time sitting on a rock over the river he has control of. He has much respect for the Twolegs that helped him, they saved his life.
acquaintances...
Father: Unknown, never knew him.
Unnamed Siblings: Stillborn at birth.
Mother: Deceased.
notes... Glowing pelt reqires moonlight to actually touch him. It is subtle and gives no advantage but makes him more visible. It's also the reason his name is Ghost.
