Ghostwalker::Windclan

[xx snakey]

ghostwalker

twenty-five moons
windclan
warrior
male

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places
Worn out faces

Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere
Going nowhere

Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression
No expression

Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow
No tomorrow

A lean kitty, a skinny kitty, a tall kitty, a pretty kitty. Those are a couple of words you could use to describe him. His frame is sleek, and it just screams, "I'm a runner." His body was built for speed not brutality. His legs are not short but not over-ly long. Let's just say his legs are long enough for him to be a highspeed runner. His tail, though, is lengthy, to the point where he can almost wrap it all the way around himself. His paws are small and squat and his pawpads are a bright pink in color, slightly cracked and dirty from the roughly packed moor land earth - considering the fact that he like to run a lot. His ribs are oh so slightly visible underneath his white pelt. It would look as if he didn't eat, but that's not it, he just burns the calories so quickly because of his high-metabolism and jogging habit. His head shape is angular and narrow, everything just flows so smoothly on his body, everything just matches.

Now on to his fur, which is a stunning white color. Constantly his fur is clean - because he can't stand a dirty pelt. Ghostwalker's muzzle looks as if some twoleg had taken a paintbrush and splattered black paint all over it. There are even black spots on his peachy-pink nose. The rest of his body is the bright white color, untarnished, no scars, no dirt, no fleas, nothing at all. His eyes are a marvelous deep cobalt, hypnotizing almost. His optics are almond-shaped and always narrowed, never, ever wide open. His teeth are as white as his fur, yellowed just a little bit from the prey he has killed. The only thing creepy about young Ghostwalker is his smile. When the white tom smiles, it's a joker smile. He fits all of his teeth into the grin and he looks as though he were going to rape you - so he doesn't smile that often.

I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very
M A D W O R L D

One good adjective to use for Ghostwalker is shy. He is kind and intelligent, but is often mistaken as unfriendly and/or mean because of his social awkwardness. When speaking to others - particularly those whom he wants to impress or such - he can get a bit frozen, and may stutter or mumble what he is trying to say. Further embarassing himself and often making him stutter even more.

However shy he is, no one can deny that Ghostwalker has a good head on his shoulders. He is often quite quick to catch onto things, and not much gets by him when he really focuses on something important. When being told something important, the cat usually doesn't have to repeat it more than one or two times.

Another of Ghostwalker's major personality traits is his extremely strong-willingness [if that's even a word]. Once Ghostwalker sets his mind on something, he is incredibly determined, and will go to great lengths to get it.

Finally, he is loyal, almost as if to try and atone for the very fact of his being. He always tries his hardest to stick to the warrior's code, even when the temptation is great to disobey.

Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy Birthday
Happy Birthday

And I feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen
Sit and listen

Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me
No one knew me

Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me
Look right through me

Jadewolf and Somberheart met when they were thrown togeather onto a dawn patrol. Never had they met before this day. The two started talking, Somberheart telling her new found friend about her own history, and the crazy mother she had. Something in her chemical make-up made the she-cats in her family crazy. Her own hope was to have kits and watch them grown before that happened. Unknowing to either of them, that gene was already affecting her body. Without thinking, Jadewolf offered himself up, telling her that he would be her mate, to help her dream come true. Some thought he was crazy, others thought he was just banging her to make her feel better. Neither were true. Deep down, Jadewolf was beginning to love her. The night of the birth came, and dread came upon Somberheart. .On that same night, Jadewolf was killed by a group of rogues. Somberheart thought it was an omen, and cursed her kits with names no one thought of as nice. kit, Ghostkit and Hauntkit were they're names. Eternalkit and Hauntkit looked exactly alike, except one of them was a she-cat, while the other was a tom. Ghostkit looked the exact opposite of the twins, having pure white fur and black speckles on his muzzle

They're kithood passed slowly. Ghostkit and Eternalkit were left to fend for themselves after the death of they're brother, Hauntkit, and they're mother going missing. The two became close, but also evolved different personalities, Eternalkit being the kind, and quiet one, Ghostkit being louder, more protective kit. The two depended on each other. But that ended when they're apprentice ceremony came. Yes, they are still very close, though they do not depend so much on each other anymore.

Ghostkit grew to become Ghostpaw, and as he grew he became quieter and softer. He didn't talk as much when his best friend, Emberpaw, had been killed by a stray badger on WindClan territory. He grew slightly anti-social and he never really talked at all after the late Umberpaw's death. Then Ghostpaw continued on with his apprenticeship and slowly became Ghostwalker.

When Ghostwalker finally realized he was free to roam Windclan's territories he had picked up his habit of running. His muscles grew stronger and he enjoyed the wind brushing against his face. Ghostwalker has never loved another and he wishes to. He just hasn't found the right one yet.

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I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very
M A D W O R L D

Aurora

[W.in.DY.]

Accepted. Have fun. ;3