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Description

thought he needed an update haha

General Information

Name: Torrin

Past Names: Maybe his nickname could be Tori?

Gender: Male

Age: 12 - 24 Moons (Ive lost track tbh)

Orientation: Bisexual

Companion: None

Region Information

Region: North (Prisoner in the Followers)

Rank: "Kit" (Captured)

Guide(s): None

Rookie(s): None

Element Information

Element: Air

Amount of Ability Stones: None

Which Spells: None

Physical Appearance

Fur Pattern: Torrin’s fur is a lighter brown than his father’s fur, although he shares similar tabby markings like his father. There are light splashes of color on his body which he got from his mother.

Fur Length: Torrin has very long fur like his father.

Fur Texture: Torrin’s fur has a sort of dry, rough texture to it even though it should be soft fluffy kit fur.

Eye Color: Torrin’s eyes are blue like his parents.

Height: Torrin is around the average height for his age.

Weight: Even though he is still ranked as a kit it weighs the same as an average cat his age.

Ears: Like his father, Torrin has very large ears.

Tail: Big and bushy just like his parents.

Stats

Strength: 3/10

Speed:2/10

Attack: 2/10

Tactics: 1/10

Stamina: 3/10

Defense: 2/10

Personality

[Stubborn] [Quiet] [Clumsy] [Curious] [Loyal] [Compasionate] [Playful]

Stubborn: One of the many traits he has, Torrin can be a real pain in the arse sometimes. Often when it is time for him to sort of “clean himself up” he will refuse so he basically has to be forced against his will to get him to do it. When he is told to do something he would rather not do, he will act like he didn’t hear anything and go about doing his own business.

Quiet: A trait that he most likely received from his father, Torrin doesn’t really talk until he is asked a question. If he does speak up it is usually when he is mad or when he has witnessed some stupid act that one of his siblings did.

Clumsy: It seems like Torrin is always tripping over his own tail, he thinks that he is cursed to be clumsy for the rest of his life. One of the reason why he is so clumsy is that he usually doesn’t pay attention to his surroundings, and it doesn’t help that he can get easily distracted while he is busy doing something. His clumsiness is something that he is extremely embarrassed about since he always thinks that he is making a fool of himself.

Curious: Being a kit, Torrin is just naturally curious. He loves to explore and find new things, although there isn’t that much to find when you are stuck inside the camp all of the time. His curiosity can lead him to discovering new things and gathering knowledge. Although this could also lead him into trouble. His curiosity could lead him into doing something that he should not have been doing. While this trait can help him learn more, it can also lead to a lot of trouble.

Loyal: Whatever happens Torrin will always stay loyal to his family and the region. Seeing as his father is the leader of the North, Torrin wants to protect and fight for his region as much as possible so hopefully one day he could be like his father. The North Region is where Torrin feels safe, and he thinks of every cat in the North as family. He always stays true to his word, and tries to never let any other cat down.

Compassionate: Every cat in the North is practically family in Torrin’s eyes. He cares about it with all his heart, and he is always trying to help out in any way he can. He also hates to see other cats upset, especially those in his family. If someone close to him is going through a rough patch in life, he will do whatever he can to help. Seeing as his mother helps others, Torrin wants to be like her and help others too.

    Playful: Like any kit Torrin loves to play with his siblings, sure he is quiet most of the time but he cannot resist having some fun with his family. He loves to play pretend with his siblings, especially if he is the leader. There are some times when Torrin likes to be left alone, but he is always dragged into some sort of game by the other kits.

History

Before Birth:

                Let’s just say that Torrin’s parents were complete opposites. Glendower, his mother, was a fun cat who was extremely childish. While Iorek, his father, was a very stoic character with a short temper for silliness. When Glenda and Iorek first met their interaction wasn’t exactly what one would call love at first sight. As time went on the two cats seemed to interact with each other a lot, and during this time Glenda and Iorek began to form feelings for each other. Seeing as Iorek liked to bottle up his emotions, it was a bit hard for him to tell Glendower how he really felt about her. Iorek managed to get his message across and the two cats have been in love ever since.

                They waited to have kits for a while, but one day at a gathering Glenda stepped up to Iorek and told him that she was pregnant. The two cats were full of joy, that is until one cat who had haunted Iorek for years returned with a terrifying plan for all of the regions.

"Kithood"

Torrin was born into a litter of six, Torrin being the eldest of them all. For the most part his life was a simple kit's life, but that changed when the Followers created a plan to kidnap the Northern kits, Torrin being one of those kits. For the Majority of his life so far he was been held captive in the Followers camp, and with no training or ability stone he is significantly disadvantaged when it comes to him trying to escape from the place. His siblings created a stealthy plan to escape, but it was foild when a Follower kit alerted the whole camp. Only three kits managed to escape and sadly Torrin was not one of those kits. He spent his chance trying to help his siblings escape before he could himself.

Relationships

Family

Mate

Acquaintance

Uncertainty

Friend

Good Friend

Crush

Love

Lust

Greatly Dislike/ Discomfort

Hate

RolePlay Sample

From The Frozen Lands

    Heatherpaw gazed around the frozen landscape, her eyes sparkled with fascination as she looked around at everything. She was on a hunting trip with her mentor, her sister, and her sister’s mentor. She bounced around in the snow while she looked for prey, she dug little hole in the snow with her paws to see if any prey was burrowed underneath the white blanket of snow. Heatherpaw twitched her nose as a snowflake landed on it she then looked around her and she realized it was beginning to snow. She looked around and she spotted her mentor in the distance she bounded over to him and she looked up at the sky and she noticed how it was beginning to snow heavier by the minute. They were quite far away from camp and she hoped that they would get back before it begun to snow heavier. Heatherpaw’s mentor signaled that they should head back to camp right away, she nodded her head and she started to head back with him. As it started to snow heavier Heatherpaw had to narrow her eyes so she could see without getting snow in them. A shiver went down her spine as a cold blast of wind hit her square in the face. She looked at her mentor as if expecting him to do something, he was looking at some rocks.

                 “Quick over to those rocks, be may be able to find shelter in them.” He spoke in a firm voice as he trudged through the snow to get over to them. Heatherpaw nodded and she followed him towards the rocks, she then spotted her sister and her mentor heading in the same direction. Heatherpaw’s eyes saddened slightly as she noticed how cold her sister looked. Soon they all reached the rocks and they huddled together to stay warm, they all didn’t even notice that Breezepaw wasn’t with them.

                 Once the snow started to cease, they exited their small shelter and they looked around them. Heatherpaw’s eyes widened when she noticed Breezepaw was nowhere to be seen. “Breezepaw?” Her breathe quickened when she heard no answer, “Breezepaw?!” Heatherpaw frantically looked around the area, the mentors were searching as well.

“I swear she was right behind me when we were walking towards the rocks…” Breezepaw’s mentor said quietly. Heatherpaw then noticed a small lump in the snow and she ran over to it, and she started to dig into it. Her eyes widened in horror when she saw the frozen body of her sister.

art and stuff belong to moi
iorek and glendower belong to the wonderful CallyKitten and Kitonika9

Description

thought he needed an update haha

General Information

Name: Torrin

Past Names: Maybe his nickname could be Tori?

Gender: Male

Age: 12 - 24 Moons (Ive lost track tbh)

Orientation: Bisexual

Companion: None

Region Information

Region: North (Prisoner in the Followers)

Rank: "Kit" (Captured)

Guide(s): None

Rookie(s): None

Element Information

Element: Air

Amount of Ability Stones: None

Which Spells: None

Physical Appearance

Fur Pattern: Torrin’s fur is a lighter brown than his father’s fur, although he shares similar tabby markings like his father. There are light splashes of color on his body which he got from his mother.

Fur Length: Torrin has very long fur like his father.

Fur Texture: Torrin’s fur has a sort of dry, rough texture to it even though it should be soft fluffy kit fur.

Eye Color: Torrin’s eyes are blue like his parents.

Height: Torrin is around the average height for his age.

Weight: Even though he is still ranked as a kit it weighs the same as an average cat his age.

Ears: Like his father, Torrin has very large ears.

Tail: Big and bushy just like his parents.

Stats

Strength: 3/10

Speed:2/10

Attack: 2/10

Tactics: 1/10

Stamina: 3/10

Defense: 2/10

Personality

[Stubborn] [Quiet] [Clumsy] [Curious] [Loyal] [Compasionate] [Playful]

Stubborn: One of the many traits he has, Torrin can be a real pain in the arse sometimes. Often when it is time for him to sort of “clean himself up” he will refuse so he basically has to be forced against his will to get him to do it. When he is told to do something he would rather not do, he will act like he didn’t hear anything and go about doing his own business.

Quiet: A trait that he most likely received from his father, Torrin doesn’t really talk until he is asked a question. If he does speak up it is usually when he is mad or when he has witnessed some stupid act that one of his siblings did.

Clumsy: It seems like Torrin is always tripping over his own tail, he thinks that he is cursed to be clumsy for the rest of his life. One of the reason why he is so clumsy is that he usually doesn’t pay attention to his surroundings, and it doesn’t help that he can get easily distracted while he is busy doing something. His clumsiness is something that he is extremely embarrassed about since he always thinks that he is making a fool of himself.

Curious: Being a kit, Torrin is just naturally curious. He loves to explore and find new things, although there isn’t that much to find when you are stuck inside the camp all of the time. His curiosity can lead him to discovering new things and gathering knowledge. Although this could also lead him into trouble. His curiosity could lead him into doing something that he should not have been doing. While this trait can help him learn more, it can also lead to a lot of trouble.

Loyal: Whatever happens Torrin will always stay loyal to his family and the region. Seeing as his father is the leader of the North, Torrin wants to protect and fight for his region as much as possible so hopefully one day he could be like his father. The North Region is where Torrin feels safe, and he thinks of every cat in the North as family. He always stays true to his word, and tries to never let any other cat down.

Compassionate: Every cat in the North is practically family in Torrin’s eyes. He cares about it with all his heart, and he is always trying to help out in any way he can. He also hates to see other cats upset, especially those in his family. If someone close to him is going through a rough patch in life, he will do whatever he can to help. Seeing as his mother helps others, Torrin wants to be like her and help others too.

    Playful: Like any kit Torrin loves to play with his siblings, sure he is quiet most of the time but he cannot resist having some fun with his family. He loves to play pretend with his siblings, especially if he is the leader. There are some times when Torrin likes to be left alone, but he is always dragged into some sort of game by the other kits.

History

Before Birth:

                Let’s just say that Torrin’s parents were complete opposites. Glendower, his mother, was a fun cat who was extremely childish. While Iorek, his father, was a very stoic character with a short temper for silliness. When Glenda and Iorek first met their interaction wasn’t exactly what one would call love at first sight. As time went on the two cats seemed to interact with each other a lot, and during this time Glenda and Iorek began to form feelings for each other. Seeing as Iorek liked to bottle up his emotions, it was a bit hard for him to tell Glendower how he really felt about her. Iorek managed to get his message across and the two cats have been in love ever since.

                They waited to have kits for a while, but one day at a gathering Glenda stepped up to Iorek and told him that she was pregnant. The two cats were full of joy, that is until one cat who had haunted Iorek for years returned with a terrifying plan for all of the regions.

"Kithood"

Torrin was born into a litter of six, Torrin being the eldest of them all. For the most part his life was a simple kit's life, but that changed when the Followers created a plan to kidnap the Northern kits, Torrin being one of those kits. For the Majority of his life so far he was been held captive in the Followers camp, and with no training or ability stone he is significantly disadvantaged when it comes to him trying to escape from the place. His siblings created a stealthy plan to escape, but it was foild when a Follower kit alerted the whole camp. Only three kits managed to escape and sadly Torrin was not one of those kits. He spent his chance trying to help his siblings escape before he could himself.

Relationships

Family

Mate

Acquaintance

Uncertainty

Friend

Good Friend

Crush

Love

Lust

Greatly Dislike/ Discomfort

Hate

RolePlay Sample

From The Frozen Lands

    Heatherpaw gazed around the frozen landscape, her eyes sparkled with fascination as she looked around at everything. She was on a hunting trip with her mentor, her sister, and her sister’s mentor. She bounced around in the snow while she looked for prey, she dug little hole in the snow with her paws to see if any prey was burrowed underneath the white blanket of snow. Heatherpaw twitched her nose as a snowflake landed on it she then looked around her and she realized it was beginning to snow. She looked around and she spotted her mentor in the distance she bounded over to him and she looked up at the sky and she noticed how it was beginning to snow heavier by the minute. They were quite far away from camp and she hoped that they would get back before it begun to snow heavier. Heatherpaw’s mentor signaled that they should head back to camp right away, she nodded her head and she started to head back with him. As it started to snow heavier Heatherpaw had to narrow her eyes so she could see without getting snow in them. A shiver went down her spine as a cold blast of wind hit her square in the face. She looked at her mentor as if expecting him to do something, he was looking at some rocks.

                 “Quick over to those rocks, be may be able to find shelter in them.” He spoke in a firm voice as he trudged through the snow to get over to them. Heatherpaw nodded and she followed him towards the rocks, she then spotted her sister and her mentor heading in the same direction. Heatherpaw’s eyes saddened slightly as she noticed how cold her sister looked. Soon they all reached the rocks and they huddled together to stay warm, they all didn’t even notice that Breezepaw wasn’t with them.

                 Once the snow started to cease, they exited their small shelter and they looked around them. Heatherpaw’s eyes widened when she noticed Breezepaw was nowhere to be seen. “Breezepaw?” Her breathe quickened when she heard no answer, “Breezepaw?!” Heatherpaw frantically looked around the area, the mentors were searching as well.

“I swear she was right behind me when we were walking towards the rocks…” Breezepaw’s mentor said quietly. Heatherpaw then noticed a small lump in the snow and she ran over to it, and she started to dig into it. Her eyes widened in horror when she saw the frozen body of her sister.

art and stuff belong to moi
iorek and glendower belong to the wonderful CallyKitten and Kitonika9