Jrana

[[Nightwood]]

Name: Jranahi
Age: 14 Moons
Gender: Tom (Male)
Desired Position: Loner
Appearance:

Snowy white pelt with pale gray spots. He's very slim with long legs build for speed. Muscles are visible, but he appears as if he'd be easy to take down when cornered. White-blue eyes that are almost invisible against his pelt (Basically they're a very light sky blue). He's definantly handsome and unscarred as of yet. He would be a good warrior even if he is a bit on the small side.

Personality:

Somewhat quiet, but that doesn't mean he's shy. He's not one to chatter on for hours, but he gets his point across. He tends to be a bit mysterious and keeps others guessing about anything and everything. Overall, he's quite the gentleman and can be polite when he wants to. When he doesn't want to, he tends to annoy.

History:

Jranahi was born far away from the clans, in a place near mountains where leaf-bare was twice as harsh. His tribe was different than most of the other groups of cats. Still, they were highly intelligent and learned to observe their surroundings. From doing so, they learned the customs of most other cats. Jranahi himself had spoken with a rogue about the clans and learned about their ways.
But getting back to the beginning, life was hard in the mountains. If you didn't do your part for the tribe you most likely died yourself from lack of food or medical care. Jranahi had been considered strange. Most of the cats were very light colored, but he had dark spots. He stood out in the snow and found it hard to blend in with things. The young tom found his way around all his problems though, and ended up being known as one of the calmest cats on the mountain. He was respected by his leader who wasn't much older than he was.
His tribe believed that the stars themselves were the greatest of their ancestors, brightening their paths. They thought that to show up in the sky, you had to be as close to perfect as you yourself could be. Their beliefs were much like the others, but they had no name for the afterlife. Just the stars.

One day, Jranahi came back from a hunt to find a disastor. The caves his tribe had lived in were gone. The stones had collapsed over the entrances trapping most of his friends and family inside. His leader called out to him from behind the mess, she ordered him to leave with Charairya. She told them to get as far away as possible with the others and to not return. He soon figured out what had happened. Two legged beasts had blown up their home to collect something shiny. They had come back again and again and before they had time to gather up their things and flee, mosts of his tribe had been captured. Only a few others had escaped but the two doubted it they would ever be seen again.

Practice Post:

Other:

Blah. I think I'll be editing his history. It sort of jumps around.

Other:

Blah. I think I'll be editing his history. It sort of jumps around.
Go Jrana!

[Panic]

I think the history is fine, but you can edit it if you want.

Accepted. ^^

[[Nightwood]]

Woof! I don't know why I just said that... -dances- I'm in a good mood!