Post by petrichor on Aug 1, 2012 7:26:05 GMT -10
Name | Mint
Gender | Tom
Age | 18 Moons
Rank | Loner
Clan | None
Beliefs | Privately, Mint likes to believe of some form of afterlife, hoping that his parents are some how watching over him. For him, it's too much to bear to think that they could simply be gone, that nothing awaits them when they die.
Parents | Mother: Clover - A pretty brown kittypet with green eyes. Always kind and full of encouraging words, she babied her kits.Taught Mint much of what he knows about medicine. Died in a two-leg nest fire when Hazel and Mint were eight moons old. [NP]
Father: Yarrow - A slick gray pelted kittypet with bright yellow eyes. Always a jokester with his mate and kits, very cold and distrusting of other cats. Died saving Hazel and Mint from the same two-leg nest fire that took their mother. [NP]
Siblings | Hazel: Light brown she-cat with green eyes who fiercely protects Mint. Being his only kin, he is extremely close to her.
Other Kin | None.
Mate | Not yet.
Crush | Not yet.
Kits | Not yet.
Apprentice/Mentor | Not yet.
Appearance | Mint is a smaller than most toms, and less muscular too. His pelt is thick and light gray. Mint's nose and pawpads are a darker gray. His eyes are bright green, contrasting against his pale pelt. Unlike his sister he has no scars, having never been in a fight himself.
Personality |
+ Patient: It takes a lot to wear on Mint's patience. He's very tolerant of other cats, and is most often polite.
+ Organized: Mint is extremely organized, liking to know exactly where everything is. He loves analyzing data and resources, keeping the stock of things in his head.
+ Devoted: To anyone who has his trust, he works tirelessly for them. Mint will do next to anything to help those he cares for.
- Sensitive: Mint is fairly easy to annoy or upset; especially when one criticizes or interrupts him. He gets very defensive when it comes to his skills.
- Obsessive: While devoted, Mint can take it to the extreme. When caring for Hazel, he once forgot to eat or sleep for three days. It only dawned on him after he awoke from passing out in exhaustion.
- Cowardly: Mint is easily frightened, becoming jumpy at something as small as thunder. Fighting scares him stiff, making him useless on the battlefield.
Skills | Choosing to have Clover teach him about the herbs in their garden rather than Yarrow teaching him fighting moves, Mint knows a good amount about medicine. Likewise, he knows little about fighting. His hunting skills are average.
History | As a kit, Mint had everything he could ask for. He ate as much as he wanted, played outside when it was warm, and had two fantastic parents. He loved his mother, especially. Whenever Hazel and Yarrow would practice hunting, Clover would teach him about the herbs in their large garden. Cobwebs for bleeding, lavender for fever, marigold for infections, poppy seeds for pain; he knew the use for everything growing there. Mint had asked her once how she knew all these things, and Clover simply purred that the cures had been passed down in her family for a very long time.
Mint's life flew into a downward spiral when his two-leg nest caught on fire. His father had shaken them both awake, urging them to run. Mint's legs felt heavy as stone, and couldn't move. "I-I can't!" He mewed helplessly. Yarrow grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and bolted for the door, following Hazel. She had nearly made it out the door when Yarrow tripped, dropping Mint. The wall to his right began to crumble and fall over him and his father, making him once more immobile in fear. At the last moment, Yarrow pushed him across the floor; successfully getting him out of the way. A half second later, he vanished under the ruble. Terrified, Mint ran through the cat flap to join his sister in their once tranquil back yard. He cried to her what had happened, realizing that both his parents were now gone. The future sounded terrifying to him, but the strong look on his sister's face gave him hope.
Critique level | Make my cat FoF suitable
