Swiftpaw of Tideclan
Username: Viszla7 {Feel free to call me Viz, or Viszla, or whatever. xD}
Name: Swiftpaw {Swiftstorm}
Gender: Tom
Rank: Apprentice
Personality: Swiftpaw is unusually quiet and reserved, for an apprentice. He prefers to sit on the sidelines, and watch -rather than participate. He is pensive; thoughtful and philosophical. Swiftpaw delights in the near-silence of the forest; surrounded by the softly chirping birds, the wind rustling the leaves above, the scuffling of animals as they make their way around him. Silence in the midst of a cacophony of sound.
Aloofness is another one of the young apprentice's defining characteristics. Swiftpaw makes no effort to get to know his fellow apprentices. He sits alone, and watches, radiating an aura of unapproachableness. Or, to put it more simply, Swiftpaw doesn't look friendly, and he does nothing to allievate that impression.
Swiftpaw is stoic; he can endure pain and hardship without uttering a word of complaint. Calm in the face of disaster (or so it looks from the outside). Swiftpaw has been hardened to the pains of life early on; he has learnt to bear suffering silently. And so, he goes about his life in near-silence.
The black and white apprentice is an enigma to most; he has built up high walls around himself that few cats would care to scale. But, if one did manage it, they would find a completely different cat on the inside. Swiftpaw has the capability to be friendly. He can laugh, and play, just like the other apprentices -if only he saw reason to try.
Swiftpaw has locked himself away, deep, deep inside. Locked away the feelings, stifled the loss under a blanket of silence. He tries his hardest to forget, to forget everything. Forget his mother... forget his father... Throw them away, like leaves to the wind. Because, if he forgets them, the pain will leave, right? It is a difficult thing to lose your family -especially when young. When you depend on them for everything, when they are the pillars supporting you, providing stability and love -when they are your world- losing them is like losing the earth under your paws.
That is the pain Swiftpaw must cope with. He wrestles silently with it every day, hiding it under a mask of silence, of aloofness. The young tom may be stoic -but that doesn't mean he doesn't feel. Only that he doesn't show it.
Crush: Nah.
Mate: He's too young.
Kits: Still too young.
Kin: Brightfeather {Mother|Deceased}, Russetflame {Father|Deceased}
Other: I prefer RP'ing only one character because it gives me more opportunity to develop them. And, I feel sorry for poor, little Swiftpaw. D: Why am I so mean to my charries? xD
Name: Swiftpaw {Swiftstorm}
Gender: Tom
Rank: Apprentice
Personality: Swiftpaw is unusually quiet and reserved, for an apprentice. He prefers to sit on the sidelines, and watch -rather than participate. He is pensive; thoughtful and philosophical. Swiftpaw delights in the near-silence of the forest; surrounded by the softly chirping birds, the wind rustling the leaves above, the scuffling of animals as they make their way around him. Silence in the midst of a cacophony of sound.
Aloofness is another one of the young apprentice's defining characteristics. Swiftpaw makes no effort to get to know his fellow apprentices. He sits alone, and watches, radiating an aura of unapproachableness. Or, to put it more simply, Swiftpaw doesn't look friendly, and he does nothing to allievate that impression.
Swiftpaw is stoic; he can endure pain and hardship without uttering a word of complaint. Calm in the face of disaster (or so it looks from the outside). Swiftpaw has been hardened to the pains of life early on; he has learnt to bear suffering silently. And so, he goes about his life in near-silence.
The black and white apprentice is an enigma to most; he has built up high walls around himself that few cats would care to scale. But, if one did manage it, they would find a completely different cat on the inside. Swiftpaw has the capability to be friendly. He can laugh, and play, just like the other apprentices -if only he saw reason to try.
Swiftpaw has locked himself away, deep, deep inside. Locked away the feelings, stifled the loss under a blanket of silence. He tries his hardest to forget, to forget everything. Forget his mother... forget his father... Throw them away, like leaves to the wind. Because, if he forgets them, the pain will leave, right? It is a difficult thing to lose your family -especially when young. When you depend on them for everything, when they are the pillars supporting you, providing stability and love -when they are your world- losing them is like losing the earth under your paws.
That is the pain Swiftpaw must cope with. He wrestles silently with it every day, hiding it under a mask of silence, of aloofness. The young tom may be stoic -but that doesn't mean he doesn't feel. Only that he doesn't show it.
Crush: Nah.
Mate: He's too young.
Kits: Still too young.
Kin: Brightfeather {Mother|Deceased}, Russetflame {Father|Deceased}
Other: I prefer RP'ing only one character because it gives me more opportunity to develop them. And, I feel sorry for poor, little Swiftpaw. D: Why am I so mean to my charries? xD
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