Bristlekit

Bristlekit | Male | Kit | 1 Moon

"Th' Names Bristle!! Don' wear it out!"

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↳ Prefix meaning;; Bristle | For his spiky fur

↳ Suffix meaning;; Kit | His rank

↳ Previous names;; Bristle

↳ Nicknames;; Bris, Spike, Spines, Fluffster

Gender;; Male

↳ Pronouns;; He/Him

↳Voice Claim;; /

Age;; 1 Moon

↳ Birth season;; /

Clan;; OakClan

↳ Rank;; Kit

↳ Mentor;; /

↳ Apprentice;; /

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Skills;;

⚫ fighting: ⚫⚪⚪⚪⚪

⚫ hunting: ⚫⚪⚪⚪⚪

⚫ healing: ⚫⚪⚪⚪⚪

⚫ stealth: ⚫⚪⚪⚪⚪

⚫ speed: ⚫⚪⚪⚪⚪

Book description;; A blue classic tabby tom with amber eyes.

Overall summary;; /

↳ Fur;; Long, Spiky, Surprisingly soft

↳ Build;; Scrawny, stick-like

↳ Scent;; Mostly dirt

↳ Scars;; /

notable features;; Fur sticks up everywhere. Never kept clean. An anarchist

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✔| Decisive | Apologetic | Loyal | Considerate

= | Family-Oriented | Adventurous | Talkative | Questioning

✖| Aloof | Short-Tempered | Annoying | Inconsistent

Bristlekit might seem like they never stop talking. Hes talked the ears off of his parents, and acts like he can be the voice for his mute littermate and, unsurprisingly, it can drive some cats insane! But this crazy kit doesn't stop when you walk away or tell him to. When he starts talking he will keep talking until someone else grabs his attention, hes hungry and needs to eat or he has something else he really wants to do. When leaving, he'll say a quick sorry or, if hes in the wrong mood, will stomp away and huff in silence.

↳ likes;; Family! Talking! Clan life!

↳ dislikes;; Mean cats, other talkative kits, not being able to explore

↳ fears;; Angering Rainkit, being all alone, being abandoned

↳ habits;;

Mumbles instead of thinking

Will go silent only if REALLY mad or REALLY confused

Often screams at the top of his lungs when bored

Chews on his claws

↳ Extras Favorite;;

Food | Worms

Season | Newleaf

Smell | The Medicine Den

Sound | Giggles

Place | Under Rainkit

Cat | Rainkit

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Mince | Mother | npc | Rogue

Soot | Father | npc | Rogue

Rainkit | brother | Rayofsunshine | Kit

offspring: N/a

sexual orientation: LOCKED

↳ status;; Single

↳ current attractions;; N/a

↳ past attractions;; N/a

turn ons | LOCKED

turn offs | LOCKED

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History;;

Before birth: heehee

Kithood:

➢ He can't remember much. Its all a blank. All he remembers is running, and then he was in the clan. Harvey's face seems to be burned in his memory. The tom thinks he's his father....

Apprenticeship:

Warriorhood:

✔ Notes (can be slow)

✔ Discord

✘ Skype

✔ Comments (can be slow)

✔ Google Docs

✘ Email

Roleplay example;;

LIT ::

Mapleblaze couldn't help her gaze shift to him, finding herself leaning towards him to comfort the tom as he thought. Home. What even was it? GroveClan was the only home the dappled she-cat knew. But it felt so empty now that Bluetuft and Bramblingstripe.. And Irissong... All the cats she would consider friends prior to the war. She sighed, listening to him speak. "If not GroveClan, I'd have no home..." She murmured, blinking up at the tom. StarClan knows she misses some cats. But then there were cats like Nettlestar. Mapleblaze's tail wrapped around herself tightly, ears lowering. What in StarClan's name even was home anymore. Whats home without... Friends.. Or family. She couldnt help feel her heart sink, swelling with something she could only name as shame. Her eyes only narrowed as Aspencry spoke again. Where I belong anymore. She didnt know either, to be fair. Biting down viciously on her bottom lip, she raised her gaze to the sky; peering through the cracks in the leaves to watch the warriors of silverpelt look down at her.. Or maybe look down on Aspencry.. What would she have done to earn the gaze of StarClan upon her pelt? Despite how much she wanted to continue on that path, she pondered the younger tom's words. "StarClan knows I understand..." She murmured quietly, meeting his gaze. "But the future holds something in its paws for everyone... Cats break away, friendships are lost..." She paused, blinking back up at the sky. "Cats die." She choked, clearing her throat and turning to Aspencry once again as he spoke. Wasnt the will of StarClan.. Her ears twitched, piquing her interest.

"Its possible." She murmured, blinking at the tom, her mind traveling down this path. It'd make sense... "For the place of no stars to make something... Like her..." She murmured, pursing her lips in thought, letting her eyes drift closed. Nettlestar... She felt her jaw tighten, before her eyes opened at his following question. *How do we stop someone like that?" "I dont know..." She murmured honesty, shifting her weight from one paw to the other uncomfortably. "But if StarClan was on our side... They should have a solution..." she turned to him, flicking an ear. "Dont you think so?"

SCRIPT ::

Thunderkit: She found herself waddling from the nursery, kicking at the grass below her paws as she had her maw open, dragging her tongue across the two teeth that poked from her mouth at all times. How had she JUST noticed this? Well, does it matter? It was the only thing she could think about right now. How weird her teeth were. They were so cool. Though this funny train of thought stopped short as a somewhat familiar voice yelled something. She whipped around, her confused gaze coming to Peachpaw. She padded towards the calico, giving her shoulder a casual push. "Hey Peeeeeeeachpaw" She greeted, taking a moment to actually remember and say the apprentices name.