Post by williams on Nov 5, 2017 18:31:45 GMT -5
Name /
Age / 30 Moons
Gender / Tom
Clan / Stoneclan
Description / Vipertail stands at an average height for Stoneclan cats, with a large stance from his broad shoulders. This stance confirms the large self-image the tom has of himself, though his coat would rather have him fade and slink through all the shadows offered. His fur is a pitch-black color, sucking at the world he presides in and making his edges crisp against any surface. No other colors stain his short and dense fur, making his eyes stand out like iridescent stones against the dark. They are light green in color, and are found twinkling with a gentle joke, but more often they are found as cold as the stones of the territory. His muzzle pushes in ever so slightly, while his ears are tall on his head, their rounded-tips catching everything around him. Overall, Vipertail is sleek in appearance, like the serpent he was named for.
Short Description / Black tom cat with short fur and green eyes.
Personality / Vipertail is a competitive cat, stubborn enough to follow through with any plans set, and spiteful enough to proceed with those that should rather be halted in their tracks. He strives to win, showing off among the mollys, with a grin of humor found on his features. Yet, he will play fair always. The rules, Vipertail believes, were set for a reason, and while he may play rougher than expected, he will stick true to the rules set down. His ego is large, but his pride and sense of justice wins out every time.
Along with this inward thinking, Vipertail uses his wits to stride through all situations he faces. He acts fast, using a confident walk and sharp words to get through it. Often the tom is found facing his situations head-on, green eyes staring into one’s eyes when he gives an insult or to brag about his accomplishments. It can be rather forward for those unprepared for it, especially she-cats when he decides to be a charmer.
Day to day, Vipertail can be found charming cats more often than not. He enjoys talking, finding the air full of sound to be more soothing than an air of silence. Those he considers his friends always receives the best words, compliments and even gifts if they are experiencing a bad day. Joy found in the lives of his friends always brings joy in his life, and accomplishments from loved ones will be bragged about at the same loud volume as Vipertail bragging about himself. However, those who are not considered his friends do not receive the same praise, nor the same courtesy of a decent conversation. If a cat is deemed unworthy of his time, the remarks can be even shorter, especially to those younger than himself. He has been around long enough to be frustrated consistently by any and all apprentices, forgetting that he too had to go through the paces before maturity could be found.
History / Viperkit was born as a litter of two, his sister Herondive. His parents, he learned almost immediately, were incredible. Hawkstar was the leader of his clan, and Frozenrain was a well-respected warrior. Pride filled his little self, turning into mischief and games played with his sister. Any scolding, no matter how severe was taken proudly. After all, if his parents were great, he too would be great. As a kit, his competitive nature was discovered, competing with anyone that crossed his path. However, he was a good loser, mostly to his sister, bragging that she would end up great too whenever she won.
As an apprentice, Viperpaw felt excitement itch at his paws. He was tired of being stuck in camp, eager to see what trouble he could cause in the forest. However, his father thought differently of the tom’s plans. Talonfoot was the young Viperpaw’s mentor, working hard to tire the apprentice out every day. He worked hard too, few complaints came out of the black tom. Viperpaw gained respect for Talonfoot quickly, finding their sessions tiring yes, but knew he was going to be great. His skills at fighting became well-respected, when he wasn’t bragging to fellow apprentices about beating them out.
He became a warrior at the age of 12 moons, sadly alone since his sister had injured her paw and could not join him. They had a running joke, that Viperpaw would become a warrior first, and when he came true, his heart ached. He wanted to stand by his sister, and requested his ceremony held off to achieve that. However, Hawkstar denied the request, and Viperpaw became Vipertail. As an young warrior, Vipertail spent most of his time with his sister, hunting for her, then with her as she recovered. He acted as her support, pushing her through the last moons so they could be warriors together. Now, as both warriors, Vipertail doesn’t compete with her, yet will still brag as he does.
Warriorhood has treated Vipertail well so far. He enjoys being able to hunt with his family, and to spend time with the mollys of his clan, giving gifts yet never promising a final decision. Free-floating has suited the tom so far, and he has shown no sign of stopping.
Other / Adopted from Fawn