Post by ⊙Wolf on Jul 22, 2013 13:27:57 GMT -5
Wolf
Clanless x Rogue
[Stoic] ● [Grudge Holder] ● [Resourceful]
General Knowledge
AGE: 40 Moons
GENDER: Tom
BREED: Norwegian Forest x Maine Coon mix
SEXUALITY: Straight
REASON FOR NAME:prefix He was named wolf for the similarity to his pelt compared to a wolf's. He also kept the name for it reflected his personality and since his harsh, resourceful personality and wits reflecting off a wolf's.
Appearance
Wolf is a very large cat, exseding most even when just sitting down. Much to do with his cross nature with the Norwegen forest cat and the Maine coon, both large cats in their own way. He has a thick build that covered completly of long fur, mostly a blends of greys and light blacks that mix together into a mess of grey. Most the time, Wolf will keep his pelt clean, but other days he can't be bothered and soon its a mass of matts. Due to his full on life of a Rogue, He has the few scars hanging over his body, one noticeable one that extended half an inch above and half an inch below his mouth.
The tom does look after himself well though, his teeth as clean as yesterday (Unlike his brother) his claws sharpened encase they are needed that very moment. He has wide paws like a wolf, which help when walking on uneven surfaces and weak ground. His medium length tail will swing with propose behind him, keeping balanced his tall frame. Wolf eye's are a deep brown but with no sense of warmth in them, keeping steady and never losing a touch of emotions towards others. His ears are pointed like a Maine coon, with tuffs of fur poking out, along with a soft brown nose and a unlike cat long snout.
Wolf holds himself like a cat who wants to avoid attention, but he doesn't have the gift of disappearing into crowds. He has this curse of being noticed, no matter how careful he was to keep his eyes down and his face impassive. Cats still noticed him because there was just an air about Wolf that suggested he was up to no good.
Personality
Wolf has never been a normal cat, not even when he was a kit. There was always something about the large cat who seemed never to enjoy things or had any hobbies or actually took part in anything, had not interest in anything. This is due to a disorder he was born with, something neither his parents can pass down, nor can caught though the air. A very rare disorder called Anhedonia, a disorder defined as a inability to experience pleasure. Pleasure can be experience in many ways, Social contact- When surrounded friends that care for you, the desire to be around your own kind, not to feel lonely. Wolf hardly feels lonely, he can go for long periods of time without seeing another soul and not feeling lonely, this is a great adaption for being a loner. This also means he does not crave attention, he actually prefers when no one looks over him.
Another way that some feel pleasure is when one completes a desire or life long gaol, or the desire to engage in a activity or motives. Wolf is very much just a plastic bag drifting in the wind, he has no motives or ambitions of his own. Many describe Wolf as being emotional empty, has little interest in what others may find enjoyable. But of course Wolf can still feel somethings, such as fear and pain, but he gets a strange tingle, almost like pleasure when pain stabs though him. He can feel lost and helpless like when his mother slapped him and then broke down crying. But Wolf feels he doesn't need enjoyment, but he is still curious to know what it feels like.
The only thing that gets Wolf as close to joy as he can is fighting, its not joy exactly but more like he belonged in the heat of chaos in the middle of a battle. Something that has provoked him to do something, that his father took by full and trained his son to his full knowledge. The training has taught Wolf to be resourceful, quick on his feet and a fast thinker, a great combination for the perfect warrior. But the bad thing is he is a huge grudge-holder, this is proven when he never forgave his uncle, Tin for leaving his father in the middle of the Rogue attack.
History
FAMILY:Mother- Flower- living
Father- Vincent- Died
Uncle/Stepfather- Tin- Died
Brother- Bear- Living
Sister- Sun- Living
Brother- Unknown- Stillborn
Younger brother- Rock- Died at 1 moon
Younger sister- Rose- Died at 1 moon
Younger sister- Lily- Died at 5 moons
Younger brother- Salmon- Living
Flower and Vincent grew up together, their parents finding the life of a loner much easier when they pull together. They two clearly were going to have a lifelong bound of friendship, but Flower never expected it to go much further. For Flower was in love with Vincent's brother, Tin. Both the brothers were large Maine coon, but Vincent was always the bigger brother of the litter and with a combination of Vincent looks and already their friendship and her mother pushing her towards the better brother, Flower became Vincent mate. At first their love was forced but soon became more than what their parents had pushed them into.
The new couple broke away from their parents, who too went back to their loner lives, satisfied their grown up children would be safe out in the world together. The two traveled the many places together, but Vincent brother would tag along, for as he would say it, he was lonely and wanted to watch his big brother back. But Vincent knew their was more to that, the way he would always glance over at Flower, he knew something was up, but still Vincent didn't chase his brother away, for he was his brother. When Flower became pregnant, her mate became more worried for her than his advancing brother.
(Yeah 8, Moon 2) One clear night, Flower gave birth to four kits, one being stillborn. The first and largest was a brown kit that resembled Flower the most with her Norwegian forest origin, a kit that was called Bear. The second was a grey medium sized kit compared to his brother, he was named Wolf. Last was a bright eyed she-cat who was called Sun. All the kits grow up under the protective and guiding wings of their parents, but were all reminded of the harshness of having the life of a loner. At a early age, the trio were trained the basics of how to survive in the thick rumbles of the decaying city, what herbs to eat when theres nothing around to hunt. Flower had a keen interest in herbs and taught her kits everything they needed to know of the basics, for she herself was no way near Medicine cat level.
It soon became clear the personalitys of each kit, Bear on one hand was a thick minded cat, who had very little patents but had a dangerous affection towards killing stuff. Wolf even caught his brother torturing a mouse, slowly ripping off each leg and laughing as he did so, Wolf did understand laughing and what his brother was feeling towards watching other suffer and he felt ashamed. Sun on the other hand seemed to be a sweet and shy but always engages in training, she did hang around with her mother a lot more than her two brothers and was teased by Bear for being a mummys girl. Wolf is a whole different story, he would never really engage in anything, never show much interest in the activitys or show any enjoyment when playing with his brother and sister. Vincent became fascinated with his strange son and took keen interest into trying to turn Wolf into something more, although he wouldn't take part, his father could see something in him.
A loners training goes on a lot longer than a clans, for they need to learn every bit they can from their parents. Vincent clear favourite of the littler was Wolf, at first it had been Bear for his largeness and strength. But then the quiet Wolf would come along and show great talent at fighting, that impressed his father greatly. Sun would stay beside Flower a lot, being considered the only normal one in the litter. Bear was clearly jealous of the attention his younger brother got, sometimes going as far as saying his brother was acting his strange disability to experience joy.
At fifteen moons old, Flower gave birth to 4 healthy kits, but two slowly died from the new illness that had developed from the wet New leaf when a swarm of mosquitoes (Year 9, moon 5). The trio should of really be moving on to their solo lives of a loner but Vincent, the proud new father believed it was right to let they stay until they illness was culled. Wolf seemed to distance himself from the new litter and his siblings, hardly spending time with them. But it did allow him to observe from the shadows, and he knew something was up with his uncle, he would stay close to Flower a lot, whispering sweetly into her ear. Only when Wolf was nineteen moons did Tin do something, one night he came back with a group of loners following in his path, saying they were going to go and attack a portals of Pine clanners they had saw on the way. When Vincent wasn't sure, Tin talked him into thinking it would be a good experiance for his kits, just like they had done at that age. When Sun said she wasn't coming, her uncle gave a fight before giving up trying to convince her to come. That's when Wolf knew there was something fishy about this raid, but he couldn't put his paw on it.
So, the four of them and a few other loners came with them, some where from ex-Pineclan wanting to get back on the clan that throw them out. It took a while to get to their destination, which was a hot spot to find patrols. In that whole time, Wolf kept questioning his uncle, why were they attacking a portal? He would simply say that they were stealing their prey too, and that as times get short, action needs to be called. When they got there, both Vincent and Wolf said at once that they would never defeat such a large portal. Tin just ignored them and so did everyone else, Bear was just rearing to go. Surprise was their only advantage, so the battle began. At first it did seem that they had it in the bag, but once the clan cats got over the shock of a surprise attack, they were at full mind set. Wolf noticed this in a intent, but when he tried to warn Bear who was fighting along side him, he wouldn't listen and just keep cluttering with giant body.
Near the end of the battle, many were dead, sadly more on the Rogue side. Wolf and Bear were exhausted, but Wolf felt like he belonged here in the center of the battle. But he wasn't, his father and uncle were surrounded by Pineclanners, all the rest had been driven far away. The two fought back to back, if one left the other they were sure to be torn to pieces. Tin turned to a small cliff that was not far away, and with a small, final glance over at his bigger brother, leap throw the crowd of stunned Pineclanners and hauled himself to the safety of the small overhanging. Vincent being left alone, had no choice but to try and follow his brother, but the path was blocked by cats. Wolf felt horror as his father was ripped to pieces before his eyes. When Tin came over after all the rogue's had gone back to their loner life's in disappointment for their lost, he gave both Wolf and Bear a dirty look, for the whole idea of them two going to the attack was to eliminate what was left of Vincent bloodline but the first litter were too old to kill, but the second wasn't.
It was a moon after Vincent was killed that Tin moved to his youngest kits. Flower was out when Tin killed Lily with just the swipe of his paw, but was stopped by Sun as he was about to kill Salmon who had come to check on the kits since Flower had told her to check on them when she was hunting. Tin would have just killed them both but he had already got on the bad side of the whole family. Flower grieved for Vincent, but Tin was a smooth talked and lied to her each turn he went, he said that Vincent had died bravely and that a coyote had got into the den and killed Lilly. Only a few days later she was his mate. One last problem Tin had was the trio who all knew one secret he did not want to slip to Flower. The trio were ready to leave for their loner lives but Tin stoped them and said they would have to go through 24 hours in the Crowridge Scrap while being chased by by him, if they were caught they were not ready to live the loner life. At first it seemed to go well for them, splitting up so it was harder for Tin to fthm. Wolf would often see a scrawny brown wolf at a distance and a plan was starting to develop and he wanted payback.
Letting out a loud yowl, both the wolf and Tin came running. The wolf was pure skin and bones and was already drooling at the thought of a meal, his pace a quick trot. Wolf was ready when his adoptive father came through the door and the wolf came through a hole in the living room. At first Tin was shocked, but then saw it as a opportunity to get rid of one of the three and yelled at Wolf to attack and show he really was a warrior. Wolf had it all planned and ran at the wolf, darting though his legs and leaping up onto the bookshelf, then when the wolf turned to follow him, he turned towards Tin. Turning to run, Tin just didn't have the momentum and as Wolf jumped over his head and the the wolf came blundering after, snatching Tin since he was the easy opposition.
After his death, Wolf couldn't face his mother again after she betrayed his father. So he and his siblings went their own ways, first to leave was Sun, who they never heard of since. Wolf and Bear has caused trouble among the clans ever since but neither have yet found that one to settle down with. Wolf went solo after feeling he needed to belong somewhere and he didn't want to drag Bear along. Ever since Wolf has layen low, but still all the clans know him for the trouble he causes.
