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THE BASICS
Past name(s) Present Name Future Name(s);
Carver | Vipereye
Age;
Thirty-one moons
Gender;
Male
Rank;
Warrior
Desired Rank;
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THE OUTSIDE
Eyes;
Left eye a pale green, right faded to the point of being almost pure white.
Pelt;
A silver tom with black leopard-like spots and stripes. Very notably smaller than your average cat.
Scars;
There is a sizable notch in his left ear, a thin scar under his left eye, and three parallel scars, obviously from large claws, down his right shoulder.
Scent;
Nightshade berries and decaying leaves
CLOSE BY
Crush;
None
Mate;
None
Kits;
None
Mother;
Dutchess {Biological, Deceased}, Viper {Surrogate, Deceased}
Father;
Pine {Status Unknown}
Brothers;
None
Sisters;
Wren {Status Unknown}, Robin {Status Unknown}
BACKSTORY
Vipereye was born some distance from the clan, to a pair of loners. Always the smallest of the litter, it's a mystery why, out of five, he was the only one to survive. At the time he was simply called Carver. When he was about eight moons old, his mother died giving birth to her second litter, of which only two female kits survived. His father took a new mate remarkably quickly, given that it was winter he was forced further and further away to hunt for the family.
His father's new mate did not approve of Carver at all, calling him 'runt' whenever she had to speak to him. A few moons after his sisters birth, he snapped and killed the new she-cat. Then he ran. He wasn't alone for long, however, eventually being taken in by a rogue female, and it was her that taught him how to fight and survive. She was a fierce fighter, and drilled him hard until he was fully capable of not only hunting, but fighting as well, regardless of size difference or his ability to see. He remains very small in size to this day, having never grown enough to reach what would be considered a 'normal' size. He is fully capable of fighting well against much larger opponents, however, generally relying on speed and fighting dirty on occasions. The rogue female made certain he was fully able to defend himself easily.
The female, basically his surrogate mother, was killed by a few stray dogs while he was hunting, and he wandered for a few moons after that until stumbling upon the clan. It took a few more moons to prove that he did not belong in the elder's or medicine cat's den despite being half blind, but he is now a full warrior. Originally, he was going to be renamed 'Silvereye'. He requested the change in prefix before the ceremony in memory of his surrogate mother and mentor, who went by the name 'Viper'.
PERSONALITY
+ Traits;
Intelligent, quick, not controlled by fear, pragmatic, surprising knowledge of herbs.
- Traits;
Emotionally distant from others, slightly dark sense of humor, apparently unbreakable habit of resorting to poisons in fights. Struggles with some parts of the warriors code.
Known to Be;
Hunting often, generally alone. Or hanging around the edge of the camp watching the going ons.
Likes;
Intelligent fighting, kits and apprentices
Dislikes;
'Fair' fights{He's naturally at a disadvantage and it goes against what he was taught}, pushy/nosy cats{though this is lessened slightly when they're young, as that's to be expected}
Fears;
Extended periods of intense silence.
Wary Of;
Unknown cats, dogs.
SKILLS
Best;
Hunting
Good;
Fighting, climbing
Worst;
Handling the emotions of others
Ehh;
Basically everything else
Other;
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