Post by autumn on Mar 3, 2020 11:30:37 GMT -5
The Essentials
Look, I don't give a fuck
Name: Darknight
Pre- A mother with a sick sense of humor and a pitch-black night are the cause of this ironic name. His mother decided to name him Darkkit after the dark night he was born. "The cave was especially dark that night," his mother insisted, "it's definitely not because he's white and I think it's funny." His father did come up with a more symbolic meaning to the name Dark- for the little white kit, however. He assured the rest of the clan that- like the darkness that surrounds them and keeps them safe- it was this kit's destiny to protect his clan.
Suf- The night is a place when animals come alive. It's when predators roam, when prey sleep, and when the clan needs the most protection. Granted, Chasmclan doesn't necessarily sleep at night since it makes no difference to them whether it is night or day. Darknight has proven he is worthy of this suffix because he works hard for his clan, and has proven that he can protect them even during their darkest hours.
Sex: Male with a lot of... masculine charms
Age: Darknight has thirty-four moons of experience under his belt.
Sexuality: Heteroflexible, with a tendency towards she-cats. His flexibility comes more from the fact that he is willing to flirt with a man, though he couldn't see himself being mates with one. If he took a tom as his mate he would make sure to keep it a secret from everyone else and wouldn't stay loyal to his lover. Unless... someone whips him into shape.
Rank: A loyal warrior protecting his clan from harm.
Role: His build was small and nimble enough to be a tunneler, but his dainty paws weren't up for the task. This led him to the chore of hunting for the clan, though he holds that badge with great pride.
Adoption Thread: Plotted with Owl , for Agate's mate
The Body
and never ever did I give a fuck
Base Coat Color: Redand never ever did I give a fuck
Markings: Colorful flame point markings, with red on his muzzle, feet, and along his tail. A few tabby stripes show on his face and tail as well.
Eye Color: A gorgeous crystal blue. Since Darknight is a colorpoint cat he genetically has blue eyes, but he quickly made them his own. His eyes hold a lot of power and intensity. In a staring contest, one would quickly back down from his gaze. Some have reported that his personality is just as cold as his eye color.
Body Size and Build: Average-sized with a lithe and thin build. A majority of his muscles are in his shoulders, giving him a powerful set of legs to hunt with.
Fur Length and Texture: Darknight's fur is long and wild. He takes care to keep it clean, believing that he should remain beautiful. His fur definitely makes him look bigger than he really is, and sometimes it's surprising that he can squeeze into some of the tunnels.
Additional Physical Traits: Darknight has long legs and small paws. His ears are tall, and his paw pads are rough.
Health and Scars: Healthy with no noticeable scars.
The Identity
If you ever wanted to hurt me, you're out of luck
If you ever wanted to hurt me, you're out of luck
+Passionate, Clever, Good with Words, Confident+
:Selfish, Experimental, Flirtatious, Possessive:
-Unrestrained, Manipulative, Sadistic, Dominating-
Full Trait Description: Falling in love with a tom who has the face of an incubus is easy, but truly loving every inch of him is much, much harder. Darknight is the type of tom that you only want to run into briefly because if you stick around for too long you will be caught in his web.
Any interaction with him starts pleasant. You meet him for the first time and you notice his face. You see the way his crystal eyes glow in the dark, and how his fur glows despite the fact that it's dark in the caves. Interested in his smile you start to dig a little deeper, craving more. That's the first trap. As soon as someone gets closer, Darknight reveals more and more of himself. Slowly, so as not to surprise them. He does it in a way that calculates the every step of his prey so that he doesn't lose them before they're devoured.
He greets everyone with the same, kind smile. His posture is loose, but he corrects it around the elders. He acts polite on the surface
Loves:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Hates:
Fears:
Secrets:
Dreams:
Strengths: Jumping, Smelling, Flexibility, Defense
Normals: Eyesight, Speed, Hunting, Stealth
Weaknesses: Attack, Swimming, Climbing, Hearing
The Past
My style is impossible; every single syllable I spit is unstoppable
1...2...3...4...
I'm the dopest thing that ever come from where I'm from
and if you disagree, then you're dumb
1...2...3...4...
You put some Left Boy dope in your diet
and if you haven't tried it, then just stay quiet (shh!)
What's that noise that comes from the wall of the next-door apartment?
What's that beat that climbs up your spine like a grapevine?
What's that voice that stalks you and talks to you, every single time you go to sleep it haunts you?
It's none other than me, so let me introduce myself, my name is L-E-F-T
song: Healthy Ego - by Left Boy
and if you disagree, then you're dumb
1...2...3...4...
You put some Left Boy dope in your diet
and if you haven't tried it, then just stay quiet (shh!)
1...2...3...4...
What's that noise that comes from the wall of the next-door apartment?
What's that beat that climbs up your spine like a grapevine?
1...2...3...4...
What's that voice that stalks you and talks to you, every single time you go to sleep it haunts you?
It's none other than me, so let me introduce myself, my name is L-E-F-T
song: Healthy Ego - by Left Boy