Post by rivaxorus on Oct 2, 2010 22:45:52 GMT -5
Seabird
Things that I have done in this world, are always unfinished
Things that I have done in this world, are always unfinished
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g e n d e r .
Male
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27 moons
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Straight
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Loner
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A darkly colored brown tom with white paws and muzzle.
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Broken over twigs in the dried up sun....
Seabird gets his name from looking sort of like a seabird. He is skinny with a large fluffy tail. Withe sea blue eyes and green tints in them he looks very strange for the most part. Most of his body is a light bark colored brown. With flecks of black that are hard to notice. His left ear has been torn so it's really only half of an ear. His paws, except for one are all white. His front right paw though is black making him unusual in a way again. His muzzle it tinted with white, almost like he stuck his head in a bowl of milk. He does not have very long whiskers either. His muzzle has a sharper point then most. His fur is not very thick. This does not help him in a fight at all. It is very soft and silky because he likes to keep it that way. He is very skinny in a healthy way. It may not look like it but it helps him have the skills he has.
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An ocean wave, restraining against the current...
The way he acts is kind of mysterious really. Since he looks after himself most of the time there is no one to act around. He often speaks to himself, thinking about the past. Let alone he is bugged by his past as well. Even though he should not be he is. Seabird had a hard past so it's not surprising he can not forget it. Seabird likes to think though, he is not always wondering around talking to himself. He is fairly smart for a young cat, if you can consider him young. He figures things out quicker then most, yet like any other cat he can not find out secrets just by looking at a cat. Seabird acts differently around every cat he meets. But, he does have two different kinds of behavior. Around a cat he has just meet, or a stranger he is a bit unsure about himself. He is scared they will think bad of him or they will turn out to be some mean cat even though he could care less. Around a cat he does know though, he creates his own actions he thinks would be best around them. So depending on what cat he is with then that is how he acts. Overall though, insults is not one thing he will tolerate. If someone is threatening his friends or himself, he makes a bigger one that he knows he can keep. Not to mention he is very protective over most things and no one knows why. He is a very wise and caring cat at times. He does though always try and make things better that he has messed up. Sometimes it does not go his way as well. Such as h tries to fix something he has done but he is rejected. Seabird though, will know sometimes they just need to be left alone. Over all he is a very strong and wise leader. He is many things to many cats in fact. He has earned respect to most, but his name is not famously known for anything.
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Frozen in a ocean, of a far away place.....
Seabird was an orphan, born as one form the start. His father died of a strange illness when he was still in his mother stomach. Then when it came time of his birth his mother died straight after. His family was a group of loners, although they never had any close friends. Right after his mother died, the little kit was left to die with no name and no hope. His little sister had died along with his mother, considering she never got born. It was his pathetic mewling that drew a grumpy female over to him. "Don't you look pathetic, you look like even a mouse could eat you" she said, but then smiled and picked him up by the scruff. She took him back to her home in the high mountains in a cave. Where she nursed him until he was old enough to really not need milk anymore. Because of his strange colors she decided to call him Seabird. Because that is what she felt he looked like and felt like. As if his fur felt like feathers as well.
Moving against the sky, like a cloud against the wind...
Seabird turned six moons quickly. He still lived with the she-cat that adopted him. Her name was Shakie, a very unique name indeed. She was the type of cat who was still tough, but there was always something wrong with her. She was always scolding Seabird and telling him to do things the right way. Seabird did as he was told and started to get very strong although Shakie had a secret she was not about to give away. Seabird though was going to find out soon enough. Living in the high mountains was hard, and having it be hard enough Shakie set her borders like she had her own clan. Leaving seabird one night he decided to follow finding her discussing things with tribe cats. They were speaking off taking her territory and she refused because it was her home. They got mad so killed her on the spot. Seabird watched in horror as he saw her blood splattered across the ground. If it's one thing she taught him it was that Desert haven was waiting for her. Like Starclan is was the dead cat's of those who believed in their ways. Seabird, is a believer in Desert haven but knows that Starclan is there.
Caught over broken tears...
Seabird lived by himself ever since Shakie was killed, moving himself down where these three tribes lived. Although he never understood their ways he respected them but never planned on joining. Before he left after he was 17 moons old he fought in the high mountains getting his ear torn. Seabird has seen his friends burned to death slaughtered and even betrayed. So he never wanted to remember it but he does. The memories are so horrid to him they will not be explained here. From his point of training he became the cat he is today. One of many words and one of no words.
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