ＴＨＥ ＰＯＩＳＯＮ ＯＦ ＬＯＶＥ [forms]

[elfish]

If needed I can create a male warrior to help balance genders.

[L.I.N.G.E.R]

Ҏantherstar

Back off I'll take you on,
Headstrong to take on anyone.
I know that you are wrong,
Headstrong we're headstrong.

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First Glance
"Get out of my face."
Name
Pantherkit
Pantherpaw
Pantherpelt
Pantherstar
Age
Forty Moons
Gender
Tom
Rank
Leader
Lives
Nine
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Love Life
"Love is a disgusting fantasy."
Crush
None
Mate
None
Kits
None
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Appearence
"I look normal, go away! "
Eye Color
Amber
Base Fur Color
Black
Markings
Black Grizzled Tabby
Short
Description
His breed is known as the Chausie Cat,
and he looks like a miniature wild
cat essentially. This breed has been
has big cat ancestry to give it its
appearence. Now the Chausie is
classified as a large breed of
domestic cat, but obviously this
tom has found his way back to the
wild after many generations of
being within the life of a clan. His
coat coloring is distinct to his breed
and is so far not known in any of
the other domesticated breeds.
To get further detail he is a large
tom with black grizzled fur and
amber eyes. He stands at around
18 inches at the shoulder and is
about --- feet long, weighing in as
15 pounds. Did I mention he is a
large breed? Yeah. Though one
would expect him to weigh more
for how large he appears. Well
his breed is built for running and
jumping so he is built to be light
on his feet, his most prominent
feature is his long muscled legs
and long tail. He also has large
radar like ears and a narrow,
but long body.

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Personality
"Tsk. It isn't obvious?"
Typically his breed is known
to be overtly friendly and social
towards others. Pantherstar defies
this norm. He is rather rude to
his clan mates actually, always
looking down upon them and
their hopeful ways. He is all to
pleased with this idea of arranged
mates as he doesn't believe love
exists. Not in that form anyway. He
once did believe that love could
exist between siblings, that the bond
if family could not be torn. He had
been very wrong though and
now disbelieves in anything that
has to do with love claiming it is
simply a false emotion. His
attitude is vicuos and merciless
towards those to disobey the
rules. Punishment and strict and
carried out much to his pleasure.
His favorite punishment has to be
death as he enjoys the feel of a
body going gold and limp in
his grasp. A bit sadistic indeed,
but that is just to his personal
tastes. Of course, if you follow
the rules and do ad you're told
he can be of the more pleasant
type yo be around, able to hold
a simple conversation regardless
of his distaste towards small talk.
There was time when he was
more of the gentle and caring
sort, but those days were before
he became the deputy. Those days
ended just shortly after he was
made a warrior. It wasn't a matter
of power going to his head or
ambition ruling over his actions.
This change was the result of a
past filled with disappointment.
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History
"Why should I tell a low life like you?"
Born with one sister to name
Pantherstar grew up with a pretty
standard kit hood. He looked much
like his father whom was the one
who was the Chausie where as
his mother was some sort of an
American shorthaired breed. His
sister was a lovely tortoiseshell
she-cat with yellow eyes. Even as
a small kit she had quite a bit of
attention from other cats, especially
the toms. Pantherstar wasn't
bothered at the time as he hardly
sought attention at such a young
age. As an apprentice he often
got into hunting competitions with
his sister, Dapplepaw. He was
always the winner of the hunting
competitions. He also beat her
out when sparring due to his
larger size he was easily able to
pin her smaller frame, but he never
hurt her. He loved his sister, and
he was very protective of her. Once
made warriors many toms had
tired to court her. There was one
warrior whom was really interested
in her. A tom by the name of Gorsefur.
She never expressed any interest in
any of the toms though. There came
a day about a moon after they
had been made warriors where
Dappletail started to sneak out of
camp. At first Pantherstar had
taken little interest at first not
thinking anything of it. It started
to happen more and more
frequently though, so one day
he followed his sister. What he found
was devastating to him.

He saw her, but she wasn't alone,
she was frolicking with some...
kittypet. Yeah! A kittypet! The
tom even had a collar! Pantherstar
could see it in their eyes, they were
in love. He went back to camp and
confronted her about it when she
returned late that night. They argued
with each other, he tried to get
her to agree to not seeing him
ever again, but she did not. Then
she told him that she was pregnant
with his kits. Pregnant with the
kits of a kittypet? That was just
completely unacceptable! He
stormed away from her and
reported her treachery to the
leader who ordered her chased
off. Pantherstar ran her off
himself. She had turned her
back on him in his eyes, she had
betrayed her clan. The cats who
cared for her. After that day
Pantherstar become cold, harsh
towards his fellow clan cats. He
got along well with the leader
however and when the deputy
passed he was given the rank. Even
though he did not get along well
with the other cats he still served
his clan well, nobody could
deny that as he still cared for
the well being of the place he
called home. When Eaglestar told
him of the arranged mates he
was in full agreement and remains
to be in agreement now as the
leader. He will always seek the
best for his clan and believes that
this is the best option. Love
will only lead to pain and weakness,
doing this will keep the clan strong.
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Back off I'll take you on,
Headstrong to take on anyone.
I know that you are wrong,
And this is not where you belong.

[sinopa]

I added another form for Cedarpaw in with Littlebrook in my last post. c:

[grizzly.]

Alrighty, well now we just need a female apprentice and once Tiny Cat and Lioncourt post their forms we can start, and later tonight I'll start to randomize the arranged mates.

[o n d i n e]

Alrighty, well now we just need a female apprentice and once Tiny Cat and Lioncourt post their forms we can start, and later tonight I'll start to randomize the arranged mates.

I'll post a female apprentice, unless Tiny or Lion has claimed her :3

[grizzly.]

Nope, Tiny has reserved the medicine cat, and Lion reserved two warriors c: and I have to get ready for work soon so I won't be on until later tonight.

[Luscinia]

Meet Boarstep, a male warrior of thirty-four moons. He's a rather handsome tom with a distinct and unique look; one that would be hard to copy. But his hind legs are built rather awkwardly, making him walk more of a "lumber" than anything. This is where his suffix 'step' came into play. Boarstep is notoriously untamable and wild, making him a pain for the leader to deal with his antics. He also tends to be on the rebellious side, which has nearly gotten him killed on a number of occasions. It's a shock to every cat in the clan that he's still alive and well, with a single mark on his skin.

But his wildness includes a short, fiery temper within it. He's a ruthless, powerful fighter, which might just be the reason the cats in charge have kept him alive. He grows bitter and holds a grudge for a long time when something he doesn't like occurs, and vengeance will always be his first and favorite idea in mind. On the topic of romance, he isn't much of a romantic, nor is he an affectionate mate. However, he is incredibly protective and determined to keep his mate, no matter how much he may not like her, safe and sound. The main reason of this being the dream of being a father. Not only does he want to pass on his genes, he wants to be there to help raise these kits, something he never experienced in his kithood.

Boarstep was born into the world by a wild, free-spirited female named Snowbelly and a distant, blunt tom named Wildstripe. Wildstripe despised the very thought of becoming a father, and left as soon as Snowbelly's pregnancy was announced. A single, large, and healthy tom-kit came out of the pregnancy, and was given the name "Boarkit" for his size and coat. A bit later on in her motherhood, Snowbelly began to dwell on the future of her beloved son. She didn't want him to live like she had with her former mate, and to be able to pick whomever he chose.

She began to vocalize it, and when Boarkit was four moons, she was driven out of the clan. Boarkit lived the life of boredom in his moons as an orphaned kit, until he finally became an apprentice. An apprentice which no cat could exactly keep up with. He was a very quick learner when he focused on training, but the problem was he was so easily distracted. Despite this, Boarpaw was given his warrior name as easily as everyone else. "Boarstep".

This would be Roseleaf, a youngish female warrior of twenty-nine moons. She too has a distinct look to her, unlike many tabby cats, calicos, and tortoiseshells. The name "Rose" came from an unknown origin. "Leaf" came from the color of her eyes, and apparently, partially because of her quietness. Yes, that's right, Roseleaf is incredibly quiet, plus mysterious. When she speaks, it's brief, and she probably won't speak for a while after that unless urged to. If you're one of those few cats she opens up to, you'll discover the other side of her. Sarcastic, cold-hearted, but extremely intelligent.

She can be defeated easily with one blow in a fight, but her ambushing and strategy skills are what keep her going strong in a battle. She is fierce, she is intimidating, and she is always eager to prove her worth. The most irritating trait about her, aside from her sarcasm, is her strict following of each and every rule given to her. Though she doesn't exactly approve of the arranged mates, she does agree that it might just be what's best for the clan, and the easiest way to keep new generations coming in. She isn't eager to have kits, but she'd like to have her bloodlines to continue forth. She has decided to leave the time when they have kits up to her mate.

Roseleaf was born to an uptight, snarky female named Crowsong and a show-offish, reckless tom named Lionfoot. She had two smaller siblings, Dustkit and Mousekit. It was a quiet little family, though Crowsong and Lionfoot often got in silly little arguments over the clan politics in front of the curious kits who honestly, had no idea what they were talking about. But as the kits continued to nurse, Crowsong caught greencough, infecting all three kits with it as well. Crowsong managed to survive, but Dustkit and Mousekit passed away, with Rosekit barely clinging onto life. Within a few days, Rosekit was brought back to stable health and returned to her mother for nursing.

Crowsong and Lionfoot began to spoil their kit, even through her apprenticeship. She started feeling empty when her father died in battle, and the feeling only got worse when Crowsong wasn't as lucky with a sudden disease. She spent a somewhat long period of her life alone, until her arrange mate was given to her. She wasn't the happiest about being forced to be with this cat, but admittedly, she began to feel like she had someone to care for in her life again. Though she refuses to show affection in fear of getting in trouble, she discretely thanks her mate from time to time.

[I r o n.]

@Lioncourt, did you know that -leaf is used for a highly skilled medicine cat?}

[grizzly.]

@Lioncourt, did you know that -leaf is used for a highly skilled medicine cat?}

it honestly doesn't matter at this point, it's an appropriate name, it won't harm anything if she has a warrior by the name of Roseleaf. Not trying to sound rude.
Lioncourt, your cats are accepted.

[I r o n.]

I know, I wans't judging.
And also, what is the limit of cats you can have?