Post by Smallsy on Jun 21, 2015 12:24:13 GMT
Smallpaw
GOTTA MAKE A MILLION, DOESN'T MATTER WHO DIES
Walnut | Six | Male |
asexual | apprentice |
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I USED TO TRUST THE MEDIA TO TELL ME THE TRUTH
POSITIVE - Polite - Careful - Observant - Witty - Faithful - Critical - Loyal - Considerate - Selfless - Headstrong - Patient | LIKES - Camp - Herbs - Healing - StarClan - Safety DISLIKES - Water - War - Blood - Death - Anger | NEGATIVE - Skittish - Fearful - Clumsy - Naive - Immature - Inexperienced - Nervous - Fussy - Boring - Clingy - Lethargic |
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BUT NOW I'VE SEEN THE PAY-OFFS EVERYWHERE I LOOK
history
Born in a barn north of the territory, Smallsy was the son of Hickory and Dove, and was the youngest of his litter, which contained Pidgeon and Mint. Hickory was a senior at the time, being much older than the newly adult Dove, which was controversial at best within the community; rumors were put down though whenever they emerged from normal banter in the few. Despite this forced peace, Hickory soon fell dead at a scrimmage, suspected to have died from internal bleeding to the head. This left Dove fearful and alone, which she reflected in her kits. She was careful to let them out of her site, let alone out of the den. Anything and everything seemed to startle her, and whenever she felt like something was wrong, she would pull her kits into the back of the barn. Pidgeon and Mint eventually grew tired of this, as they wanted to be like the other kits, and so they rebelled. In the late hours of the night, the two kits took off out of barn, and that was the last anyone saw of them.
Now alone with Smallsy, Dove's mentality soon diminished with her health; she refused food or care, and was soon wetting her nest and babbling about how Hickory would be back. Smallsy was fearful of her, but was even more fearful of the outdoors. Somewhat brain-washed into thinking the world was nothing but dangers, Smallsy wouldn't go outside but to eat or to get fresh air, and hardly talked at all, even when approached. It wasn't until Dove-ear vanished herself did he begin going out more, still skittish and fearful, but willing to learn. Despite his late start, he had a positive mentality, and took a high interest in helping cats, and disliked the idea of ever hurting one.
Soon things were put into his own hands when at six moons, Dove finally passed. Running away from the barn, Smallsy ended up being located by a GaleClan group of cats, and was quick to join them in fear that if he didn't, he'd be killed like his father.
Relatioships
GaleClan
Family || Worry || Respect || Family
"M-my mother said we were in danger. Is that t-t-true? I'll try my best to help out, I guess....Just, don't make me fight, please?"
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WHO DO YOU TRUST WHEN EVERYONE'S A CROOK?
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