Stellar Snowpaw

[Stellar Snowpaw]

Name: Stellar Shadow Snowpaw Gender: Male Date of Birth: November 20, 2005 Height: 24 cm Sexual Preference: Straight Status: Not Neutered Coat Color: Brown Coat Pattern: Tabby Eye Color: Green Fur Length: Short Appearance Extra: Scar on left shoulder History: -November 20, 2005- Stellar was born with his sisters in a litter of four. They were born in an abandoned den, where foxes once lived. The den was located behind a chicken shack, which was on a Twoleg farm. Their mother and father's owners were farmers, and they were used as rat-cats, so the kittens would grow to be very excellent hunters. Their mother licked them gently, looking up at her mate, Moon Snowpaw. Star Snowpaw looked down at her kittens, each with a place in her heart already at this time. She was thinking of names for them. She looked at Stellar. "You will be name Stellar Snowpaw, my little one," Star said gently. The tiny kitten stumbled over to his ma, and purred softly, rubbing his head on the she-cat's paw. "You know, I think he can see you already," Moon whispered to Star, smiling proudly of his new son. His only son. -January 1, 2005- Moons pasted, and Stellar grew with those moons. He was now almost the size of his father, and he was the size of his mother. He was growing to be a very handsome he-cat. His tail had grown to full length, his eyes shining hopefully. He was very strong, and he could climb trees easily with his very long tail. One night, Stellar approached his father. "Dad, how old am I?" Stellar asked, unknowingly. "Well, it is your third moon, so you are three moons old," Moon smiled and shuffled toward his son. "How old are you, Daddy?" Stellar asked again. Moon was a bit taken by this question and he answered quite slowly. "I am seven years old. A cat in these conditions only lives 10-11 years old... I only have three more years, Stell." Stellar was very surprised. How is my father that old? I thought I was his first litter, he loves me so much. "Are my sisters and I your first litter?" Stellar spoke his thoughts. Moon looked at Stellar in surprise once more. "No, you are me and your mother's fourth litter. We will probably have at least one more before we both die." Stellar's mouth dropped. "You mean I'm not your only son? Why do you treat me so nicely, then?" Moon smiled. "Your mother and I developed a sense of affection through the years. Since you're our fourth litter, we had six years to develop a sense of love. You have had the most love so far." Stellar understood. He licked his father and went to sleep with his other litter-members. -November 20, 2006- It was Stellar's birthday, his first birthday. He was excited because this would be the year he could leave and start his own life, but he was also sad because he had to leave his family to start his own. But Stellar knew that sacrifices must be made, and this would be a sacrifice. Today, he would leave his family to start his own, his family name depended on it, otherwise the name Snowpaw would be wiped from the face of the Earth, all his other siblings were she-cats. -January 1, 2007- Stellar now had come here, after being adopted against his will. He fought with all his might, slashing and tearing, and now he was here. He looked around him. "Well, this is home," he said to himself. His ears tilted and twirled, the small sounds here and there causing a large movement. He opened his mouth, and smelled the smell of other cats. He would stay here. Personality: After leaving his mother, Stellar developed a lot of self-confidence. He now thinks he can do whatever he wants, whenever he wants, where ever he wants. He enjoys exploring, hunting, and many other adventurous things. His mother and father taught him to always stand up for what you believe in, and he does just that. Say one thing about something that is wrong with his beliefs, go ahead, I DARE you. He will get very protective, saying stuff like ,"Oh, but your wrong! My belief says that [whatever your arguing about]," or, "But my belief says that that [whatever your arguing about]." Stellar is very protective of anything, not just his beliefs. If he had a mate, he would protect it, and not let her go out without his permission, etc, etc. He doesn't like being ganged up on, and he definitely doesn't support liars, thieves, cheaters, and other things of that kind. He is kind, gentle, loving, respectful, and many other good characteristics. If you or another cat gets attached to him, it is very easy to cling on. He clings on like a flea, clinging on even harder if you try to squirm from his affectionate grip. If he was a human, he would probably be a poet who writes about love and other things of that nature. But, since he cannot write, he is not a poet, but he is very charming and is very smart with words. What? You say Stellar is in a predicament, aw, he'll get out of it. He's quick with his words. Did you say that being quick with your words is a bad thing? Not for Stellar Shadow Moonpaw, no sirree! Speaking of quick with words, Stellar is also quick, in any manner! Thrown anything at him, he'll dodge it. Or, if your lucky, you'll see him stand there, not winking or flinching a bit, eyes as wide as can be. Most of the time he will look right at you, glaring at you, his eyes twinkling. And yet, he still has that look of fear. No one knows where it came from, and no one probably will. Most cats say it was because of his past... But it couldn't be, for his past was as luxurious as any cat's could. He was awfully spoiled, his mother and father giving him anything that was reasonable. Image: Click for Image Your OOC Name: Eagle Other Characters On the Site: None