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Description
10/22/15 New Spell Added!
10/16/15 Updated Everything So Everything is Current and Plus Family Tryouts!
::Note:: I May Update How This Looks, But Same Info.
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General Information:
Name: Wesley
Name meaning: From the west field
Nicknames: Wes, The Pupil
Gender: Male
Age: 15 moons
Breed: American Short Hair X Bombay (50/50)
Occupation: Warrior
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Companion: n/a
Region Information:
Region: North
Rank: Warrior
Past Guide(s): Miva (Deceased) and Clementine
Rookie(s): N/A
Element Information:
Element: Fire
Amount of Ability Stones: 4
Spells: Safe Flame, Tail Whip, Smog Breath, and Fire Walking
Safe Flame || Fire || 0/5 || Description - Essential for almost all fire elementals, this ability allows the user to reduce a large flame in size, making it smaller and more controllable.
Tail Whip || Any || 2/5 || Description - The user's tail becomes coated with whatever element they possess and whips their opponent with it.
Smog Breath || Fire || 2/5 || Description - Usually used to get away, this spell allows the user to breath out smoke through their nostrils and/or mouth to create a foggy screen of smoke. This can also choke the enemy.
Fire Walking || Fire || 4/5 || Description - A very useful move, it’s not necessarily powerful, but it is massively helpful in times of need. Mainly only senior cats can use it, for it takes great control to cast correctly. It allows the user to walk through any NATURAL, non-magically caused fire. This proves useful when rescuing trapped region-mates, for it can be cast on them as well.
Wanted Spells: Burst, Inferno, Reign of Fire
Spell names and Descriptions (c) The-Brightest-Shadow
Physical Appearance:
Physiology/Pelt: The guy who scowls most of time. He has a lean build covered in black short pelt with a tufts of fur around the chest and head, feels prickly and soft. Has a pair of fast and long legs. The down on his ears appear darker other than the rest of his body, so does his claws and his pads are rough in texture. Smaller in height and weight for his age. He's grown quite a bit after reaching year one.
Eyes: Wes has bright crimson eyes in contrast to his dark black coat. If you stare at it long and hard, you will see hellish fires blazing even without him using his stones
Accessories: He has his ability stones placed underneath the bandages. His earrings are a soda tab and bolt that his mother found which he wears on his left ear. Both were crystallized with a thin coating. It's very personal to him and he doesn't like anyone touching it.
Tail: His tail are short trim and long length. Was taught by a warrior that used an exceptionally long tail with ferocity and great control; His main weapon to fight and able to make use of it skillfully in battle.
Scars: Heavy for focusing on his speed and training hard on endurance, the boy had a few shallow scrapes beneath the pelt.
Stats:
Energy Points: 10
Battle
Strength - 5/10
Balance - 8/10
Speed - 8/10
Endurance - 6/10
Tactics - 7/10
Stealth - 8/10
Attack - 7/10
Defense - 4/10
Reaction - 8/10
Senses
Sense of smell - 3/10
Hearing - 7/10
Sight - 6/10
Night Vision - 8/10
Sense of Touch - 6/10
Need for affection - 8/10
Affection - 4/10
Playfulness - 3/10
Independence - 9/10
Intelligence - 7/10
Other Qualities
Healing Knowledge
Herbal Knowledge: 6/10
Personality: Patient, Broody/Reserved, Respectable, Wise, Unyielding, Stoic, Misunderstood, and Sardonic/Mischievous/Playful/Insensitive
Patient: He knows his spells well enough to handle them but not misuse them. Through Miva’s teachings, he has also learned to have tolerance. He was annoyed by the lack of fire powers and constant mockery over it but over time, he found that his power can wait till he has better control. He is indifferent to others about “the disgrace of dark-users”.
Broody/Reserved: This black tom almost never smiles, his mood makes it difficult for others to socialize him. He’s the type of move away from the crowd. His face always has a red glare. Often times, he thinks his mentor’s death is his fault and often worried that he might not protect the people he loves.
Respectable: Because of his father’s influence; a healer who is kind and courteous. It left quite a big impression. Wes is fair to every cat regardless of gender, region, or element though he shows special care especially to dark-users, sympathetic to their plight.
Wise: He frequently seems more mature than your regular youngster in training. Though words spoke few, they count in value. Others often think he might be crazy or idiotic but in actuality, he's very knowledgeable in sense and practical in nature, he'll give his two cents when he needs to. You'll just have to wait.
Unyielding: As a studious warrior, the black cat is a tenacious being, he has trained significantly in his career as a rookie not just in body but in mind as well. When a dangerous situation arises, he is the first to act and won't be swayed by fear or hesitation.
Stoic: Because people don't know him very well, the comments about him range from mean-spirited to the craziest exaggerations. (Some people just say it right in front his face!) but he doesn't care...or at least that what he wants you to think. The cat controls his emotions well but also bottles up that emotion inside and retaining from his face and showing no emotion. You'd have to look at beyond rumors and bad rep if you really want to know him.
Misunderstood: His voice. A plague of awfulness that corrupts his kithood with scorn so he chooses to keep quiet. This, of course, makes things difficult for anyone to relate to him. If not, give a mysterious or disrespectful impression when first meeting him. He hates it simply for the fear of embarrassment it gives him. Whenever he speaks, cats look at him weird and think: “What the HECK was that?” He hopes you can be patient and mindful of his cues because there are easy to miss. But if you start to spend some time with him, he starts to open up. (In personality, NOT his mouth sadly //sobs ) With some reasonable coaxing from his father, he'll try and speak but only when it's truly necessary.
Sardonic/Mischievous/Playful/Insensitive: Throughout months of isolation, the guy doesn't know how to handle people that well and still is awkward to even utter a word and about speaking to others besides the ones who raised him. Usually. most of his cynical comments are in his mind. That doesn't mean he doesn't have anything good to say oh no, He can joke and laugh if he's in a pretty mood and Father and Son conversations play off pretty well but because of how young as he is, he can be a bit of a smart-butt, mocking and poking on others' weaknesses, you see this when you really get to know him; It's pretty sad to say while cruel, he knows it. Others can say that's arrogant, he calls it "Helpful Advice".
Sexual Information:
Orientation: Heterosexual
Mate: none yet
Activity: Virgin
Crushes: None yet
Past crushes: None
History:
Prologue:
Ariella was a she-cat with a harsh temperament that was injured by an accident and had refuge in the healer’s den so she had to often rely on a healer apprentice named Marks. Safe to say, she hate his guts more than the medicine every time she saw him. But he was a modest and persistent lad, he withstood her insults and soothing herbs thrown at his face. One day, he finally snaps. “You know what?! With that kind of attitude, you’ll never get better. They never let you will be a warrior anyway!!” This caused her to step away from the den. She was strongly refusing for help, she wanted to be a warrior so badly, the girl practically crawling while when Marks and his mentor founded her. This event eventually led to the two youngsters to reconcile. She confessed that her flames started a fire in training and she hated herself for it and she often mistreated by her peers behind her back. Two continued their relationship, from arguments to banter to talks about nothing, the two became very close and even after Ari was discharged and went on to be a warrior so much so that they finally laughed when say their confession in unison. Years later, they had a single kit, Wes.
Kithood:
The poor dear seemed to have a condition. His throat was itchy and voice gave a squeaking and wheezing sound similar to a fat chipmunk (But thankfully, his father kept the boy in check and alleviated most of the problems before they became more severe.) and gave other kits to laugh something which also led him to have little to no friends. But he wasn’t lonely, Ariella was often very affectionate and playful towards her son. The black kit was proud and amazed by his father in the medical field and wanted to follow in his father’s footsteps and hoping to be a Nature element or Water like his father. Wes begs his father day and night training him in the knowledge of remedies and he did smiling with gentle guidance but his parents knew better of what might wait for him.
Rookie:
Even if he was disappointed that he didn't have a blue speck still he smiles with pride of his element, cocky and short-tempered while Ari was concerned for him, she also saw potential for a warrior. She suggested to a good friend of hers to take him under her wing. And Miva, being a senior she-cat did so gladly and often enjoying stating some encouraging lines. “Aaaaw, you think you’re a threat, that’s sooo cute~ <3” He did not like that. At all. (For her, it gave some really funny reactions though. XD) she gave weird training exercises. But one most prominent in his mind was that he had to stop the embers of a leaf from burning its edges. A single leaf. He didn’t get it but he trained every day on that leaf, wanting to learn new things about his powers and Miva kept a close eye for his process and finally succeeded in controlling the cinders. He earned an ability stone. After some thinking and wisdom from his father, Wes asked his parents to personally train him to improve his battling style, (If he was going to take this path, may as well use the time he had, right?) and in some conditions and talking between the two, they agreed. Months pass and he was almost finished with his training. “Finally I can become a real warrior!” Sad to see this would end in tragedy. On his last two months as an apprentice, while near the dunes, the two was ambushed by the poisonous scorpion. The poison from a cut spreading throughout her veins and the black tom mourn deeply his teacher, friend, and Warrior-in-arms. Now, the young cat is trained by the quirky tan feline, Clementine. He finds her odd but is content with finally finishing his training.
Now:
Since being a rookie he has continued his 'Snow Sweeping' as he calls it since Glendower asked him too a few moons ago. He has taken it upon himself to do it right after a major snowfall just to make the paths clear. Plus there are only a few Fire elements in the region to do the job. He uses his Tail Whip to snow sweep. At one point when the followers were attacking the patrol groups set up by Iorek his particular party was attacked. He came out with no scratches that scared, but a few bruises here and there considering that he was battling a follower (he does not know the name, but it was Astrophel) after chasing him off of Kynzikaa. These two went at one another at full force and Wes was lucky to only receive very minor injuries.
to be continued...
Relationships:
|| love || mate
bold name non playable character (npc)
(?) does not know their name
There are Family Tryouts: Lilacpetal X Wes' Uncle - OPEN TRYOUTS
North Region: (current region)
Markus (Marks) :bulletornage::bulletpurple::bulletpurple:– My father who is now an elder. At times, we hang out and chats with my problems and such... He's a good tom. Very wise and trustworthy. more info here: NPC Markus Info
Ari :bulletornage::bulletpurple:– My mother who is also an elder now. I don't talk as much with her as I do with dad, but when I need a woman's perspective (or dad won't reply to an issue), I go to her. more info here: NPC Ari Info
Aya - I'm not quite sure what crawled in her fur when I was offering her some of my mouse and she took it and called me scum for sharing it with her.
Olive - From what I know about her she seems very timid, but I'm not sure what I really think about her other than feel sorry for her, but hopefully those flowers I gave her made her happier. Considering how she is treated by her mentor, Glendower.
Glendower - From my experience with her she seems very prompt, but the way she treated her apprentice Olive was unacceptable who outright tells that to their apprentice? And not even care that she was crying.
Blair - For a kit she is pretty cute, considering... well you know...
Clementine - She became my mentor after Miva passed away and overall in my short time with her she was a good mentor.
Kynzikaa - This is another Warrior (now) however when we were still rookies he was occasionally my training buddy.
Iorek :bulletpurle: - My leader who I have gone on many patrols with especially since the Followers came out and the rest of our patrol was attacked.
Genevieve - I scared her and even ended up talking to her. She is a liar and I don't think she will be coming to me anytime soon. However I hope she grows out of being a liar when she becomes a rookie as no one likes a liar.
South Region:
No one yet
East Region:
No one yet
West Region:
Freya - ?
Followers:
(?) Astrophel - He fought this guy and never actually beat him as they were pretty much almost on the same footing. However he never actually caught his name.
(?) Thaddeus - This mysteriously cloaked cat attacked Clem and her son who was also tended to be his practice buddy, Kynzikaa.
(?) Andus - This cat looks very familar... however Wes just can't figure out as to why he looked so familiar. He was fighting with Iorek.
Any Extra Information:
Smell: He smells like 'night', morning dew, with a hint of herbs.
Sounds like: ??? He seldomly speaks so its a hit or miss on what he sounds like, He he spoke more he would have a deep guttural voice like: Tay Zonday www.youtube.com/watch?v=YmRSYt…
Likes: Naps, Silence, Staring at stars, savory prey, His parents, His past mentor, Training (Warrior or Medicine), His own thoughts, Close friends.
Dislikes: Vulgarity, His voice, His dad's secret throat medicine (As Wes would say, "It is specially created to be AWFUL" ), Extreme weather, Waking up, Scorpions, "Pipsqueak", His full name.
-Doesn't care for water but has a fear of drowning.
-Grooms his ears every so often
- He hunts at night for his dad as compensation for his advice
- He is uninterested in romance ever since Markus told him where babies actually came from. Though as he is getting older his might not mind having a relationship... just no kits.
- Since he was a kit, his father trained him in the ways to treat wounds and illnesses; even today he is still learning.
Role Play Sample:
At the sound of a cat talking, a female, Hotaru turned his ears towards the cat and then he moved his body so that he was facing the cat.
The she-cat kept on with her remarks, not that he wasn't paying attention no, but he was trying to locate where she was. When she asked for him to sit by her he got the general gist of where she was at, especially since she patted the ground. Hotaru slowly padded up to the cat and stood there in front of her.
"Miss, now you know as well as I do that I'm too big to be a kit. And I didn't realize that I crossed the border, I was following a scent and I was so focused on it I missed the boarder." Hotaru said in a soft, but stern voice, "I might look like a ducking to you, but if you haven't noticed by now, I'm blind. So forgive me on looking stupid in your eyes, Miss."
Hotaru looked like he was slightly annoyed, which was the honest truth as he really didn't like being called a kit or a duckling. Not just that but he was a bit annoyed with himself for not noticing the boarder.
Roleplay sample taken from What is Beauty? - Hotaru and Gwen
Wes and art (c) Me
Wes' original design and info (c) emVos
Application (c) TehZion
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