.:MLW:. Brokensoul

---General---

Name: Brokensoul
Past or future names: Whitekit|Whitepaw|Brokenpaw|Brokensoul
----Prefix: Broken-- for the way he responded to the scars he had, changed to broken for lack of self likeness.
----suffix: soul-- for his ambitous, and angry traits. Also for the term used to describe him "A damaged soul"

(OMFG Okay so I will finish this tomorrow. Please know this is a work in progress App. I have to go to bed other wise I'll be grounded. G'night. Please also do not accept this or ask about until I finish it tomorrow. Sorry))
EDIT:. I will finish NOW :3


Clan: Dustclan
Gender: Male
Age: 32 Moons
Rank: Warrior
Breed: Somali
Mentor/apprentice: None
orientation: straight

Bought anything?:
n/a


---Skills---


Out of 10:
Swimming: 3/10
Climbing: 8/10
Hunting: 8/10
Fighting: 9/10
Defence: 7/10
Stealth: 6/10
Herb knowlege: 9/10
belief in starclan: 10/10

---Appearance---


Fur-- 
Smooth (34%)
Fur length (59%)
Bristle (21%)
Dryness (12%)

Colour and patterns: Brown pelt with Black stripes
Scars and/or disability : A few scars all around his body
Build: muscular
Scent: Dried blood mixed with a minty scent

--Traits/personality--

(THIS MUST INCLUDE A GOOD, NEUTRAL AND BAD TRAIT(s)
of each for example...)

Good:
 Good Hunter
 Good with medicine, even if he is a warrior (omg what a weird cat no jk XD)
 Has a great sense of others (ex: Knows how they feel, or can understand what they are doing.)

Neutral:
 Is neutral with Loyalty
 Defending others
 truthful

bad:
 impatient  
 angered
 is bad at Liking others 

Likes: Herbs, Quiet places, and kits

Dislikes: Twolegs, death, and Noisy places

---Relationships---




 Wary of
 Fear
 Terror

 Friend
 Good Friend
 Best Friend
 Unbreakable Bond
 Love (platonic)

 Pity
 Friendly Competition
 Frenemy
 Rival

Unmet family member
Met family member
 Well known family member

 Former crush
 Slight interest in
 Crush

 Respect
 Acquaintance
  Wants to be friends with
  Admires/Role-model

 Lust
 Love Interest
 Love (romantic)

 Jealous
 Discomfort
 Angered by

 Dislike
 Brewing hate
 Hate
 Wants dead

Sister/brother
Mother/father
 Mate
★ Considers family
 Dead

Leafclan 
(brief thought on the clan)
{Name} {gender} {Bullets} {comment}

Dustclan
(brief thought on the clan)
{Name} {gender} {Bullets} {comment}


Rainclan 
(brief thought on the clan)
{Name} {gender} {Bullets} {comment}


Stoneclan 
(brief thought on the clan)
{Name} {gender} {Bullets} {comment}


(DO NOT PUT UNKNOWN OR DEAD)
Mother: Littlewing (not using as a character)
Father: Blackfeet (not using as a character)
Siblings: none
(these are optional VVV )
Interested in: no one
Crush: none
Mate: none
Kits: none 
Turn ons: none XD
Turn offs: nope

History:


Kithood: As a kit, Littlekit disliked most everything. He watched his mother die under a tree, and his father leave. He had no interest in becoming an apprentice, and had no friends what so ever. He completely had nothign to do, but mope. He discovered that his father left because of him, and put himself into depression.


Apprenticehood: After he became an apprentice, he had been more active. He adventured a lot without permission, and almost lost everything he had to a cat from another clan. He liked the feeling of out being free, away from that dreadful camp. His mentor was the worst.
After he received a few scars, and people didn't trust him, he decided to change his name. He changed it to Brokenpaw, for the lack of friends and the lack of some fur. Brokenpaw decided to keep his name as a trophy. To show he fought for his clan.


Warrior: Brokenpaw has now become Brokensoul. He still had no friends, and no interest in mates. He tried to show loyalty to others, but always failed. He was anxious to leave, to leave behind the cats who seemed like nothing to him. Then he started visiting the medicine cat, after loosing a few traces of fur in a battle.  He learned of herbs of all, and knew how to heal. He was still interested in it, even if he could never be a true medicine cat. 
He still likes to run free, and to fulfill what his warrior skills are ment for. His loves to work with herbs. He seems to like healing more then hurting, but again couldn't be a medicine cat.


--- Rp details---


Roleplay availability
Notes | ✔
Skype | ✘
Chats | ✔
Comments | ✔


Roleplay ratings
G/PG | ✔
PG-13 | ✔
M | ✔

Roleplay example

Brokensoul dug his claws firmly into the ground. The day had been long and boring, with nothing to do. He crouched down, the sun shined down to the floor. Prey should be out He thought to himself. He knew some of the prey liked to bathe themselves in the heat. He let down a hiss when the mouse ran in alert. "Stupid mouse" He hissed silently. His fur layed flat on his shoulder, until he could hear a twoleg bounding across the ground in no care at all. It seemed to approach the monster, and got inside it. "So thats what monsters do. Their prey is twolegs." He hissed, laughing.

(If you want more I will give more. My fingers are about to Explode. Thank you.)


This is for the Moonlight warriors group. Thank you