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The one with the poltergeist's gaze
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T H E B A S I C S
Name; |>>>Gravewatcher<<<|
Age; Fourteen moons
Gender; She-cat
Rank; Warrior
Desired Rank; Leader or deputy would be nice, but she's content with warrior.
Sexuality; Pansexual and panromantic
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D I G G I N G D E E P E R
Personality; Gravewatcher is deadpan, emotionless and stubborn. Her passed experiences pretty much made it so even the most wicked and horrorific of situations seemed puny and almost like absolutely nothing. Some say she's heartless, but others distracted. I would have to go with the second option. She often stares off into space due to..'thoughts'. She is an extreme hot-head with a thirst for power equal to Tigerstar's. She isn't often flirticious, and rarely expresses feelings unless it is to put on an act. The reasoning for all this will be explained in her history.
History; Gravewatcher had been born in a secluded graveyard, birthed inside of a dingy, deeply haunted mausoleum by a rogue mother, in which after nursing her until she was mature enough to not long for her mother's milk, abandoned her without leaving a trace besides a faint scent which was drowned out by rotting corpses and dried blood. She didn't quite even catch how it happened. Just one night, she fell asleep, and her mother had up and gone without explanation.
She lived in the same mausoleum in which she was brought into, exploring as she discovered many hidden secrets of dark prophecies and puzzles. This wasn't just for burial, but for hiding something more.
It took until she was around where she would begin apprenticehood if clanborn where it all started:
The voices.
Being alone for so long would drive you mad, right? In this case, it was both that and the fact that she was an unusual feline: She could hear and on very rare occasion, communicate with and see spirits of the undead.
It took awhile for her to get used to it, but eventually, she learned to drive it out. Often they would all bombard her at once, seeking aid in order to cope with their longingness. At one point, one particular ghost whispered a word that stuck with her for awhile: poltergeist. Within all that babbling, that was the one word that struck her like a cord; this word, another meaning for ghost, developed into her name. {prior to joining a clan}
Around ten moons, she set out, timid and frightened by the responsibilities that the outside world held for her sheltered self. Gravewatcher fed off of the wild, gradually learning to hunt and defend herself. Her self-taught fighting style consisted of wild thrashes and insanity. She practically tore and wrecked whatever came into view that was considered 'enemy'.
A month later, while migrating, she stumbled across stormy lands with a dingy yet intriguing vibe that pulled her in. She delved further out of pure curiosity. This, was where she found {insert clan}
After meeting with them, and some stand-offish conversations, she had conversed with another SOLID being for the first time. The leader agreed to allow her in, where she was given the name Gravepaw due to her passed origins. Did she tell them about the voices? The transparent figures she saw that spoke to her when the lights went out? No, of course not. And who would even try? They wouldn't believe her--not without a ton of explaining. Even then, they would figure she was too far gone to bring back to reality; that she was a certified nutjob.
In a way, they would have been right.
She finished her training only a few moons after with excellent feedback. However, there that statement was again: 'you always seem distracted'. Ahh, she ignored them as best as possible, for only she knew the terror and burden of multiple voices ringing in your ears nonstop. Was it a new way of getting prophecies across? Was this a warning?
Currently she resides as Gravewatcher, 'the one with the poltergeist's gaze'.
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Explanation of illustration: Gravewatcher within the corridors of the mausoleum in which she was born with the spirits that haunt her. Their names or who they were when they lived are unknown, but they all have different personalities. These are the particular ones that shall stick with her until death.
Blue with grin: The menacing|||Yellow eyes: The watcher|||Yellow with tongue: The capturer|||Green: The trickster|||Blue frown: The wanderer|||Pink: The weeping
Kin;
Mother- Uknown
Father- Uknown
Siblings- Uknown
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L O V E L I F E
Mate; None.
Kits; Not interested in the least.
Crush; Open for both males and females, would prefer to see her with a female, however. Her heart is stone-cold and hard to win over.
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E X T R A I N F O R M A T I O N
Future name(s); Gravestar if made leader, but which is unlikely
Past name(s); Poltergeist|Gravepaw
Past mentors/apprentices; None
Current mentor/apprentice; To be assigned.
Scars; Currently none major, but she will gain scars later on.
Other; Her voice is a thick romanian accent, and very smokey
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The one with the poltergeist's gaze
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T H E B A S I C S
Name; |>>>Gravewatcher<<<|
Age; Fourteen moons
Gender; She-cat
Rank; Warrior
Desired Rank; Leader or deputy would be nice, but she's content with warrior.
Sexuality; Pansexual and panromantic
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D I G G I N G D E E P E R
Personality; Gravewatcher is deadpan, emotionless and stubborn. Her passed experiences pretty much made it so even the most wicked and horrorific of situations seemed puny and almost like absolutely nothing. Some say she's heartless, but others distracted. I would have to go with the second option. She often stares off into space due to..'thoughts'. She is an extreme hot-head with a thirst for power equal to Tigerstar's. She isn't often flirticious, and rarely expresses feelings unless it is to put on an act. The reasoning for all this will be explained in her history.
History; Gravewatcher had been born in a secluded graveyard, birthed inside of a dingy, deeply haunted mausoleum by a rogue mother, in which after nursing her until she was mature enough to not long for her mother's milk, abandoned her without leaving a trace besides a faint scent which was drowned out by rotting corpses and dried blood. She didn't quite even catch how it happened. Just one night, she fell asleep, and her mother had up and gone without explanation.
She lived in the same mausoleum in which she was brought into, exploring as she discovered many hidden secrets of dark prophecies and puzzles. This wasn't just for burial, but for hiding something more.
It took until she was around where she would begin apprenticehood if clanborn where it all started:
The voices.
Being alone for so long would drive you mad, right? In this case, it was both that and the fact that she was an unusual feline: She could hear and on very rare occasion, communicate with and see spirits of the undead.
It took awhile for her to get used to it, but eventually, she learned to drive it out. Often they would all bombard her at once, seeking aid in order to cope with their longingness. At one point, one particular ghost whispered a word that stuck with her for awhile: poltergeist. Within all that babbling, that was the one word that struck her like a cord; this word, another meaning for ghost, developed into her name. {prior to joining a clan}
Around ten moons, she set out, timid and frightened by the responsibilities that the outside world held for her sheltered self. Gravewatcher fed off of the wild, gradually learning to hunt and defend herself. Her self-taught fighting style consisted of wild thrashes and insanity. She practically tore and wrecked whatever came into view that was considered 'enemy'.
A month later, while migrating, she stumbled across stormy lands with a dingy yet intriguing vibe that pulled her in. She delved further out of pure curiosity. This, was where she found {insert clan}
After meeting with them, and some stand-offish conversations, she had conversed with another SOLID being for the first time. The leader agreed to allow her in, where she was given the name Gravepaw due to her passed origins. Did she tell them about the voices? The transparent figures she saw that spoke to her when the lights went out? No, of course not. And who would even try? They wouldn't believe her--not without a ton of explaining. Even then, they would figure she was too far gone to bring back to reality; that she was a certified nutjob.
In a way, they would have been right.
She finished her training only a few moons after with excellent feedback. However, there that statement was again: 'you always seem distracted'. Ahh, she ignored them as best as possible, for only she knew the terror and burden of multiple voices ringing in your ears nonstop. Was it a new way of getting prophecies across? Was this a warning?
Currently she resides as Gravewatcher, 'the one with the poltergeist's gaze'.
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Explanation of illustration: Gravewatcher within the corridors of the mausoleum in which she was born with the spirits that haunt her. Their names or who they were when they lived are unknown, but they all have different personalities. These are the particular ones that shall stick with her until death.
Blue with grin: The menacing|||Yellow eyes: The watcher|||Yellow with tongue: The capturer|||Green: The trickster|||Blue frown: The wanderer|||Pink: The weeping
Kin;
Mother- Uknown
Father- Uknown
Siblings- Uknown
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L O V E L I F E
Mate; None.
Kits; Not interested in the least.
Crush; Open for both males and females, would prefer to see her with a female, however. Her heart is stone-cold and hard to win over.
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E X T R A I N F O R M A T I O N
Future name(s); Gravestar if made leader, but which is unlikely
Past name(s); Poltergeist|Gravepaw
Past mentors/apprentices; None
Current mentor/apprentice; To be assigned.
Scars; Currently none major, but she will gain scars later on.
Other; Her voice is a thick romanian accent, and very smokey
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