Post by kitteh on Nov 5, 2010 14:10:56 GMT -7
Zypherstep
Age: 24 moons~ Gender: Tom~ Orientation: Straight~ Group: Windclan~ Rank: Warrior
Picture:
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Appearance:
His short sillouette stands out amung the windclan warriors though his long lithe legs were are astablished by the genes of the fast running warriors of the clans. They pad though the forest with a gangly like step that seems adolecent and careless. His paws are small for his leg lenght and they are white against his smokey white claws.
His pelt is a orange tabby mix. The white spirals from his socks, up his legs and then rests on his muscled chest. It wires inbetween the light orange that covers his bac, and then is striped with a dark orange. With the flecks of brown, he lookes like a sunset, against the late day.
Zyphersteps eyes are the most poserful thing about him, that he doesn't even use. they could be hypnotic, they are beautiful. But he just watches out the glassy orbs, his orange ears always pricked.
Personality:
Zypherstep is a sweet cat, and could only be described as a follower. Without question he will fall into anything another cat will tell him to do. Some call him naive, most call him trustworthy and loyal.
He is easy to fall in love, and when he falls, the she-cat that he falls for will have him for a long time until his heart is broken by her and then he will fall into a depression. He is a strong lover and will protect whoever he loves until he is on his dying bed.
Zypherstep doesn't enjoy fighting, but will protect his clan. He is very smart, but doesn't think twice about anything he is told, or told to to. Friendly and caring he is describes as, but not very outgoing.
History:
Loved by both mother and father, the parents of Zypherstep are both still alive and care for him more than others can ever say their parents cared for them. With him being the middle born kit, and the favorite of his father, he got many practice hours with him before he was appointed a warrior and his father banished into the elders den with his mother. Not a day goes by that he doesn't go by to see them and ddropp off a bit of fresh kill for the aging cats.
Zepherstep has never been in love, but he is dying have one of his own. He misses the feelings of a warm pelt against his when he sleeps. He remembers when he was a kit and had his sisters sleep around him. Now he is waiting, but wants one.
Short Discription-
Red tabby tom with blue eyes