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Name: Weaselpaw(strike)

Age: 11 Moons

Personality: Weaselpaw's personality matches his name. He is sly, and mischievous. At a young age he found he hated when he got no attention. He now tries to get attention however he can. With she-cacts this involves flirting, and with tom cats too. He has no standards, and has not found a line yet. He hates the concept of settling for one cat, as he saw how much his mother, who fell in love with a tom she never spoke of, hurt. Weaselpaw is pretty sure his father was a rogue, but with no proof, he was treated just as a complete clan cat. He bears a hatred towards those who found love, and never expects good things to come from love.

History: His mother, Redwhisker, gave birth to Weaselkit and his two sisters, Rosekit and Acornkit. Redwhisker never spoke of who his father was, but Weaselkit put two and two together when no tom-cat ever came to visit with more than an "aw". Redwhisker taught his sisters all about what they should do, how they should act. Watching his mother with his sisters, he got jealous of their attention. In an attempt to get some of his own attention, Weaselkit started acting out. With no male role model, he formed his own ideas and conclusions. As he grew older he found himself being overly nice to anyone around his age. He got odd reactions from males sometimes, but he kept at it. She-cats always seemed happy when he did it. He had no boundaries. He pulled pranks and got into trouble a few times in other attempts to get attention, but the consequences of those times convinced him that flirting was better in the end. Apprenticed, he was busier, but older, and others took him more seriously. Weaselpaw found himself doing his duties when told, but then finding something to do.

RP Sample: "Redwhisker! Acornkit won't stop biting my ears!" Weaselkit placed his paw on his sister's muzzle, trying to push her away. He let out a snort as his mother blamed him for having such fuzzy ears, and Acornkit stuck her tongue out at him. He flattened his ears and stood up. Redwhisker warned him about leaving the camp and he nodded, moving out of the nursery on wobbly legs. His dual colored eyes blinked at the sunlight. Sensitive to bright lights, he immedietely ran to find some shade. He sat down, legs splayed outwards, and smiled, watching the warriors and apprentices move about. He could hear his sisters giggling, and the looks the clan kept shooting towards the nursey made his stomach clench. One day he would get that kind of attention.

Time Zone
EST (EasternStandardTime)

Relationships
Acquaintance
Uneasy, unknown
Friend | To Be Respected
Close Friend
Crush
Love
Hate | Enemy

~Relationships pending~

Description

Name: Weaselpaw(strike)

Age: 11 Moons

Personality: Weaselpaw's personality matches his name. He is sly, and mischievous. At a young age he found he hated when he got no attention. He now tries to get attention however he can. With she-cacts this involves flirting, and with tom cats too. He has no standards, and has not found a line yet. He hates the concept of settling for one cat, as he saw how much his mother, who fell in love with a tom she never spoke of, hurt. Weaselpaw is pretty sure his father was a rogue, but with no proof, he was treated just as a complete clan cat. He bears a hatred towards those who found love, and never expects good things to come from love.

History: His mother, Redwhisker, gave birth to Weaselkit and his two sisters, Rosekit and Acornkit. Redwhisker never spoke of who his father was, but Weaselkit put two and two together when no tom-cat ever came to visit with more than an "aw". Redwhisker taught his sisters all about what they should do, how they should act. Watching his mother with his sisters, he got jealous of their attention. In an attempt to get some of his own attention, Weaselkit started acting out. With no male role model, he formed his own ideas and conclusions. As he grew older he found himself being overly nice to anyone around his age. He got odd reactions from males sometimes, but he kept at it. She-cats always seemed happy when he did it. He had no boundaries. He pulled pranks and got into trouble a few times in other attempts to get attention, but the consequences of those times convinced him that flirting was better in the end. Apprenticed, he was busier, but older, and others took him more seriously. Weaselpaw found himself doing his duties when told, but then finding something to do.

RP Sample: "Redwhisker! Acornkit won't stop biting my ears!" Weaselkit placed his paw on his sister's muzzle, trying to push her away. He let out a snort as his mother blamed him for having such fuzzy ears, and Acornkit stuck her tongue out at him. He flattened his ears and stood up. Redwhisker warned him about leaving the camp and he nodded, moving out of the nursery on wobbly legs. His dual colored eyes blinked at the sunlight. Sensitive to bright lights, he immedietely ran to find some shade. He sat down, legs splayed outwards, and smiled, watching the warriors and apprentices move about. He could hear his sisters giggling, and the looks the clan kept shooting towards the nursey made his stomach clench. One day he would get that kind of attention.

Time Zone
EST (EasternStandardTime)

Relationships
Acquaintance
Uneasy, unknown
Friend | To Be Respected
Close Friend
Crush
Love
Hate | Enemy

~Relationships pending~