Flickerlight

[Flicker]

Name: Flickerlight

Age: 32 moons

Gender: Tom

Clan: MoonClan

Role: Warrior

Personality: He can only be described as being slightly off-kilter. His logic and thinking patterns are off by a long shot, and he is generally mentally unstable. His moods go up and down like the rolling hills of the moorland he lives in. He keeps his distance from his Clanmates, save a select few which he calls his friends. He's generally disliked by many, due to his up-and-down temperament, and tendency to get upset with others quickly. He is avoided, and regarded as a goofy furball with his head in the clouds.

One might wonder if, given a push that sends him over the edge, he'd loose his mind completely and turn madder than a fox in a fit. Flickerlight himself even wonders this sometimes. He tends to keep an emotional distance from most cats so that they cannot hurt him, and end up sending him down the steep path into insanity.

Description: Flickerlight is a rather small and sleek tom, with muscular legs, but a thin body build. He has long-ish white fur, with red, vaguely tabby patches on it. His patches come around his face like a cowl of sorts, covering around his ears, head, and eyes, but leaving the bridge of his nose and his lower cheeks and muzzle completely white. He has more patches down his back that lump together and continue onto his fluffy tail, which itself is completely red. He has sparkling gray-blue eyes, the shade of an icicle. His ears are slightly large for his head, and his paws are dainty in comparison to his legs.

Kits: //

Mate: Looking

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History: Flickerlight began his life normally, for the most part. He was born to two regular MoonClan cats, named Lotusbloom and Crimsonstrike. His mother, Lotusbloom, was a fine looking calico-and-white she-cat with the same gray eyes he has. His father, Crimsonstrike, was a red tabby with a white underbelly and paws. He was born in a litter of three, out of which only he and his sister, Icerose, survived. Both of them grew up together, as close as can be.

There had always been something slightly wrong with Flickerlight, even since he was an apprentice. He could be gentle and sweet at one time, sometimes taking time to observe and admire certain prey, and a ravenous killing machine the next, ripping its throat out and playing around with it as it died of blood loss.

When playing around with the other apprentices, he'd usually want to be the bad guy, though there were times when he'd play the good guy. His sister, Icepaw, or Icerose as she was later named, was really the only one who didn't mind his erratic behavior and unusual changes in mood. He dearly loved his sister, and it was unusual that, upon her death, his reaction was apathetic.

After his sister died, he began to distance himself from the other cats. He began to realize that there was something wrong with his mind, and it was only going to get worse if he became attached to anyone else. The death of Icerose broke his heart, and turned him into a shell of the cat he was before. Even to this day, her death still haunts him. He wishes he had seemed to care more upon her demise.

Password: -removed by Irishy-

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[irishhorselover]

Accepted! Wonderful bio, I'm really liking this cat. XD

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