.: TEC- SKY :.

My application for the group

Name: Sky
Gender: Male
Breed: Snow shoe
Rank: Talon of Tribe Carlisle

PERSONALITY & BACKGROUND


[[Personality]]

[Brave] [Loyal] [Proud] [Solitude] [Strong willed/Stubborn]

[[Brave]]

Sky will do anything to please his superiors and to protect his tribe. He shows no fear towards his enemies and will accept any challenge given to him. He already fought many battles so far, with his tribe and alone. He is determent to follows in his father's footsteps, the great warrior, who won the battle against the previous High Asten of Tribe Dugan; Roald.

[[Loyal]]

Even though Sky is quite solitary, he is willing to do anything for his tribe mates. lying is his 'style' and he can't forgive himself if he would betray anyone, especially the tribes High Asten. He will always be faithful to her, no matter what. He doesn't trust any cats of other tribes but his own.

[[Proud]]

Sky is very proud, of both himself, his family and his tribe. He is excellent flyer, and everyone shall know. He will only take orders from the High Asten, and no one else. He finds bowing down to his superior an honor, but otherwise a disgrace. A simple complement will give him a ego-boost and it will cheer up his hole day. He looks down upon members of other tribes and can have quite a big mouth towards them.

[[Solitude]]

Sky is quite solitary. He rather works alone and doesn't really see anyone as a 'friend'. He made his den quite far from the meddling, crowded centre of his tribe. He is bad at social contact and can be quite rude, because he is direct. Though public speaking is no problem for him, since that makes him feel proud and brave again. Sky is actually affright to have a mate, since he has such a lust for battle, he doesn't want to worry his mate or kits. But he always just pretends he doesn't care for the females.

[[Strong willed/Stubborn]]

Sky Has a strong will. when he sets his mind to something, he won't give up! this also makes him stubborn and sometimes even a danger to himself. Though, if you want a job done, Sky is the one to ask.


[[Biography]]


Large size
Thick coat
Big eyes
Short, sturdy legs
Long, slender wings


[[History]]

Sky was born in the ruble of tribe Carlisle. He was born together with his brother and sister who were both who didn't make in through the harsh winter that year. when he was just a 2 months when his mother passed away by an illness, he was further on raised by his father, who later died of his wounds from the great battle against tribe Dugan, a year later. Sky's father was a well respected cat, and the story's of his bravery are still well known across the empty city. Sky takes much after his father, and he is proud of it.


[[Random Facts, Quirks, and Fears]]

The small scar Sky has on his muzzle was given to him by the falcon he stole his feather from.
Sky really HATES rain. He loves to fly, and rain keeps him from doing so. this does not mean he'll never fly during rain and storms, though. Only if he really has to.
Sky is actually afraid of kits. He finds them noisy, annoying, troublesome balls of fur and rather keeps great distance between them and himself.


[[Training, Mentors, & Apprentices]]


Past Mentor(s): None

Current Mentor: None

Current Apprentice: None

Past Apprentices: None



FAMILY & RELATIONS


[[Relations]]


Mate: None
Kits: None

Family/Lineage

------ Father: Dey, Snow Shoe
Life status ; Deceased
------ Mother: Cerah, White, Snow shoe
Life status ; Deceased

------ Siblings: Unknown Brother and Sister
Life status ; Deceased

Other family ties:
None


[[Relationships:]]

Acquaintance
Friend
Respect
Attraction
Love
Family
Dislike
Hate
Dead

[[Roleplaying Example]]

The rain danced on the city's empty streets. making restless pools and small rivers, streaming down the concrete, into the sewers. The sky was clad in dark, gray clouds, rumbling here and there. It was daytime, but you couldn't tell. A young tom-cat sat in front of a window with broken glass. He signed. Sky hated this kind of weather. Terrible flying weather, and he loved it so much. To soar through the sky, in the early autumn breeze. The male was brought back to reality as a flesh of lighting lit the sky, followed by a low rumble. Sky looked behind him, were the rest of the clan members were hiding from the weather. He frowned 'Guess there will be no training today...'