WALKING ALONE, 'CAUSE THE NIGHT IS DEAD.
May 1, 2013 16:16:57 GMT -5
Post by foozay on May 1, 2013 16:16:57 GMT -5
Name: Tyrus
Age: 2 years (24 months.)
Gender: Male
Group: Felidae
Rank: Duke (if accepted.)
Personality: Just a small overview of his personality, but, he's not shy, quick to thinking, sensible, and kind. Also, quite clumsy.
He's learned over the years that nobody would like to hang around a rude cat. It's just not fun, is it? I guess his not-so-shy personality helped him to be not so ignorant of the others around him. Ty will flatter you, if he thinks your another good member of the group.
Tyrus usually tends to hang around others who are loyal, and who are at least somewhat kind to him. He has a high respect for the King. Ever since the male's parents passed away, he needed someone to look up to. The answer was in front of him; the King. Ty is not big on helping out all day long, but the male with help around when he is needed.
Usually the young cat will be very clumsy and not look out for what or where he is going. He trips a lot, which causes a few scratches on himself. It doesn't really bother him though, so he will ignore it.
And with everything else I have said, the young male is actually smart... Well, I guess so. Tyrus tries to get inspired by the little things around him, and he also tries to learn about them. The more knowledge, the more his abilities can grow.
Likes... Talking, perfect weather, running (despite his short legs), exploring, swimming, not needing help from other cats.
Dislikes... Wars, watching over the sick cats, sticky fur, dealing with others' problems, hearing his name is rude remarks, and his shortness.
Appearance: Tyrus has a very thick layer of white fur, and I guess it's pretty soft. Actually, it's more of a cream instead of a white. His pelt has splotches of pale orange, and actually some gray, but it's also kind of pale. Did I mention he's a midget? Actually, it's just his breed. Tyrus's legs are actually really short, maybe half the size of a normal cats'. The male has splotches over his eyes of a mixture of pale gray and pale oranges, some meeting up in the middle making a dark-ish brown. If you'd look into his eyes, you'd see a dark brown color. Maybe coffee bean color. The Munchkin cat's paws are all (but two) different. The front left paw is brown, and the right paw has a spot of gray. The back two paws are cream. Also, the tail is only colored a bit on the tip of Ty's tail. The tail tip is just simply gray. One last simple detail of the Munchkin is that he has a nick in his ear from a small little tussle with his brother.
History: I know he's a small cat, but he's not with a lot of trouble. Anyways, the Munchkin had always had a small mother and a regular father. Of course, he just had to get his shortness from his mother. Life just can never be easy, huh? Anycat would wish. I keep getting off topic, but, he was always called the runt of the litter. He was the second, of two. Ty's mother and father are caring, but a little on the strict side. But, all his life Ty got used to it and he was fine.
The Munchkin was never really a well known one. The male was okay at hunting, and okay at fighting. It just wasn't his best, due to the short legs. It shouldn't have really stopped him, but they did, they did. He knew it would hold him back from impressing people, but there was one thing the cat had. Manners, I should say, but it was just really being funny and letting people just relax while they are with him. But, that's more of a personality. Back to history, I guess.
When the Munchkin was little, he didn't really understand much about anyone. He tried and tried, but he was really unfocused. Tyrus only hung around his parents most of the time. But, that was over when he was just a few months older.
The parents died when he was around 6 months old, which killed him on the inside. Ty loved them. He rarely ever tried to remind himself of them, and so he just kept on going. The Munchkin did his best. But, with the short legs the most he could do was just try to be nice to fellow members. Ty's a smart cat, but no one really notices. He tries not to show it off. How'd his parents die? Well, they actually died of different ways. Tyrus's father died of the humans' battle that basically cleared the territory areas. And his mother? Oh, she died of a terrible disease called greencough. It was awful seeing his own mother die before his eyes with just a sickness.
When he was around one, he'd learned everything he wanted. The cat learned his tricks to hunting, and such things. But, he always still found himself being lonely. Friends weren't his thing. But, in the junk yard where he lived was his favorite place to be. It always did feel like a home, even if he didn't sleep with the other cats. Ty always stayed in a old car, of course that was still in the junkyard. It was more comfortable to him, and it still is.
Of course, this history was more just.... kind of explaining Tyrus, but I hope it sounds good enough. His life wasn't filled with what anybody else's was, and I hope you see that.
Got a drawing/picture of them? Link: not currently.
Age: 2 years (24 months.)
Gender: Male
Group: Felidae
Rank: Duke (if accepted.)
Personality: Just a small overview of his personality, but, he's not shy, quick to thinking, sensible, and kind. Also, quite clumsy.
He's learned over the years that nobody would like to hang around a rude cat. It's just not fun, is it? I guess his not-so-shy personality helped him to be not so ignorant of the others around him. Ty will flatter you, if he thinks your another good member of the group.
Tyrus usually tends to hang around others who are loyal, and who are at least somewhat kind to him. He has a high respect for the King. Ever since the male's parents passed away, he needed someone to look up to. The answer was in front of him; the King. Ty is not big on helping out all day long, but the male with help around when he is needed.
Usually the young cat will be very clumsy and not look out for what or where he is going. He trips a lot, which causes a few scratches on himself. It doesn't really bother him though, so he will ignore it.
And with everything else I have said, the young male is actually smart... Well, I guess so. Tyrus tries to get inspired by the little things around him, and he also tries to learn about them. The more knowledge, the more his abilities can grow.
Likes... Talking, perfect weather, running (despite his short legs), exploring, swimming, not needing help from other cats.
Dislikes... Wars, watching over the sick cats, sticky fur, dealing with others' problems, hearing his name is rude remarks, and his shortness.
Appearance: Tyrus has a very thick layer of white fur, and I guess it's pretty soft. Actually, it's more of a cream instead of a white. His pelt has splotches of pale orange, and actually some gray, but it's also kind of pale. Did I mention he's a midget? Actually, it's just his breed. Tyrus's legs are actually really short, maybe half the size of a normal cats'. The male has splotches over his eyes of a mixture of pale gray and pale oranges, some meeting up in the middle making a dark-ish brown. If you'd look into his eyes, you'd see a dark brown color. Maybe coffee bean color. The Munchkin cat's paws are all (but two) different. The front left paw is brown, and the right paw has a spot of gray. The back two paws are cream. Also, the tail is only colored a bit on the tip of Ty's tail. The tail tip is just simply gray. One last simple detail of the Munchkin is that he has a nick in his ear from a small little tussle with his brother.
History: I know he's a small cat, but he's not with a lot of trouble. Anyways, the Munchkin had always had a small mother and a regular father. Of course, he just had to get his shortness from his mother. Life just can never be easy, huh? Anycat would wish. I keep getting off topic, but, he was always called the runt of the litter. He was the second, of two. Ty's mother and father are caring, but a little on the strict side. But, all his life Ty got used to it and he was fine.
The Munchkin was never really a well known one. The male was okay at hunting, and okay at fighting. It just wasn't his best, due to the short legs. It shouldn't have really stopped him, but they did, they did. He knew it would hold him back from impressing people, but there was one thing the cat had. Manners, I should say, but it was just really being funny and letting people just relax while they are with him. But, that's more of a personality. Back to history, I guess.
When the Munchkin was little, he didn't really understand much about anyone. He tried and tried, but he was really unfocused. Tyrus only hung around his parents most of the time. But, that was over when he was just a few months older.
The parents died when he was around 6 months old, which killed him on the inside. Ty loved them. He rarely ever tried to remind himself of them, and so he just kept on going. The Munchkin did his best. But, with the short legs the most he could do was just try to be nice to fellow members. Ty's a smart cat, but no one really notices. He tries not to show it off. How'd his parents die? Well, they actually died of different ways. Tyrus's father died of the humans' battle that basically cleared the territory areas. And his mother? Oh, she died of a terrible disease called greencough. It was awful seeing his own mother die before his eyes with just a sickness.
When he was around one, he'd learned everything he wanted. The cat learned his tricks to hunting, and such things. But, he always still found himself being lonely. Friends weren't his thing. But, in the junk yard where he lived was his favorite place to be. It always did feel like a home, even if he didn't sleep with the other cats. Ty always stayed in a old car, of course that was still in the junkyard. It was more comfortable to him, and it still is.
Of course, this history was more just.... kind of explaining Tyrus, but I hope it sounds good enough. His life wasn't filled with what anybody else's was, and I hope you see that.
Got a drawing/picture of them? Link: not currently.
TYRUS.
oh come on, oh come on,
what's the point or two?
oh come on, oh come on,
what's the point or two?