Champ • Loner

[Mystery]

Name: Champ

Age: Nine moons | Three seasons

Gender: Tom

Home: The forest has always been his one, and only home.

Appearance: This young tom has a handsome sleek orange and white pelt. Champ has a rather small body, along with all his features being a size too small. Well, besides his legs. His long, lean, and skinny legs come in great help with the loner for basically just about anything. His long legs and small figure lead to an agile young loner tom. Champ has no scars and his fur always seems to be so well perfectly groomed.

Personality: Champ is a joyful, outgoing, positive young tom. He's extremely social and always seems to be hanging out with other cats with a smile on his face. Unfortunately his ongoing positive energy can get slightly annoying over time. He always looks on the positive side of any situation, which can lead to great problem solving... most of the time. Because, of this he is quite the brainy cat and always thinks before he acts. Always. He is also quite feminine and finds himself relating to the she-cats compared to the toms. Champ is a smart, loyal cat who always puts other cats' lives before his own.

Family:
Mother - Chloe [Deceased]
Father - Max [Deceased]

History: Champ was born with no other siblings in an abandoned loner's territory. His father and mother didn't show much interest in him for him ever, and once he was old enough his parents took the opportunity and left him to live on his own.

Even though Champ know that was the loner life, he still longed to at least live with some other cat. Once he reached about six moons he left the loner's abandoned -which now ended up being Champ's- and travelled around. He was a smart cat to begin with and was able to easily live on his own. On his travelling, he met many cats, though none seemed to actually want to be around him after an amount of time. Champ hopes to one day meet a cat (or more) that'll accept him in.

Picture:


Mate: No one, yet.

Roleplay Sample: Bright sunlight shone over the forest's clearing, though a dark cloud looming over it caused a shadow to cast over the orange and white tom. He found it interesting that he could move from a sunny spot, than a cloudy and dark spot in a matter of a quick jump. And so, that's what Champ was doing, hopping around.

Giggling with delight at each hop, Champ continued to do so, until the cloud seemed to take over most of the land. Snow had already began to fall since the orange and tom had came awoken from his sleep, and the flakes were getting bigger. A thin layer of snow lay down on the ground, getting thicker and thicker by each snowflake.

Champ's orange and white pelt now was gently coated with snowflakes. H wondered if any cat could mistake her for a white cat. That'd be so cool! He silently exclaimed, clearly excited at the idea of being able to 'disguise' himself.

The pads of his paws began to ache from the jumping around and he decided it was time to take a rest. Plus, now the cloud had clearly taken over the camp, leaving only thin strips of the sunlight streaking through the clouds.

Looking around at the empty forest, Champ sighed. Sometimes he hated living the life of a loner. Lately he had began to wonder how it would be like living in a clan full of cats. It would be nice, or so he assumed. Perhaps one day he'd meet someone. A friend. Then, the tom would be happy. Interrupting him, his stomach grumbled with hunger, and so Champ put his thoughts to the back of his mind and headed deeper into the forest, in search of any trace of food.

Other: Nope. (;

[Sacrifice]

Accepted!

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