"I'll be here for as long as you want me to."
Small trans tom with medium length black silver shaded classic tabby fur and light brown eyes.
CURRENT PLOT: Romance, finding his place in the world, accepting his life as a loner and learning to meet Eagleclan cats without anxiety. Will likely do something with his potential role as a godparent to Pepperstrikes children.
Personality + Physicality
Measurements
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Size
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Small
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Build
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Skinny
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Color
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Silver shaded classic tabby
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Accessories
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Flowercrown
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Voice
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Mental Attributes
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Demeanor
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Friendly
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MBTI
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INTP
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Enneagram
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6, The Loyalist
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Temperament
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Sanguine
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Alignment
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True Neutral
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Positive
Selfreliant
Confident
Gentle
Determined
Neutral
Flirtatious
Charming
Follower
Opportunistic
Negative
Defiant
Stubborn
Suspicious
Overly careful
Atlas is a selfreliant and gentle cat, quick to help where it may be needed, and give others an extra smile if they'd like. His confidence and determination comes due to his life as a loner, as he had no choice but to learn such skills to survive. Although he's more than kind to strangers, it at times endges over to flirtatious banter without his knowledge, which at times causes trouble. Though he's more than happy to let others take the stage and tell him what he should do, the moment someone demands that he follow their commands, his will to take the reigns flares up.
Physical Description
Atlas is a small silved shaded classic tabby tom. He has light brown eyes, and medium length fur. With a skinny frame and crooked smile, he can quickly be summarized as charming. His nose is freckled, with paw pads to match, and his sweeping tail is sleek with longer fur on the underside. His tail shimmers in the light, as if stars are trapped within his fur- along with all the moss and leaves tangled in there. He has a beautiful flowercrown, with flowers that never seem to wilt. Curious.
Scars / Injuries
Backstory
[Mothkit] • [Mothspot] • [Atlas]
Early Life
Atlas, formerly Mothspot, grew up in Eagleclan, a quite content yet withdrawn kit, preferring to spend his time around other calmer figures, such as his mother and the elders. Showing no interest in play, practice, or even becoming an apprentice all together, it didn’t take long until a few others began teasing him, bragging about how they were making so much progress, while he was still clearly behind. He became an apprentice quite a bit later than the others his age, and on top of that, the apprenticeship took longer due to his fear of fighting. Although the adrenaline truly kicked in the first sessions, brain buzzing with thoughts of being a great warrior and hunting for his clan, the intense fight-or-flight response his body had to training was clearly an issue. Through many trials and a painful amount of errors, his apprentice decided it was best for him to learn how to defend himself and avoid conflict instead of active fighting.
Adolescence
This turned out to be the right move, as Mothpaw became Mothspot. Even with the good news, he was shattered. After all, what kind of warrior couldn’t fight? His new skills came down to making little noise and avoiding conflict, something he saw as useless. No matter how hardworking or talented a hunter he may be, a part of him was desperate to prove he was a proper warrior. And thus, the obsession began.
Atlas had an unhealthily intense need to prove his worth, each day he was alive in the clan. Constantly out and about, hunting or foraging, joining quite a few patrols, he still kept to himself, occupied with what he considered his duties. Though, that changed once he officially met his clanmate, Froggleam. Quickly finding himself at ease with the carefree and childish tom, there was a new sense of freedom to him, allowing him to joke around every once in a while with his friend. Trying to fish and getting soaked in the process, getting in a fight with two badgers, and overall enjoying his presence. Another clanmate, Pepperstrike, also left his print in Atlas’ memories. Though not as close as Froggleam, he was still someone who was immensely supportive and helpful, being more of a role model in comparison to the goofiness that always came along with Froggleam.
Suddenly, he had more of a reason to stay, despite his increasingly intense thoughts of leaving to better favor the clan- it would be one less mouth to take up their supplies, after all. Then it all crumbled and burned when Froggleam passed away. One of the only cats he had a connection with in his clan had passed, leaving little to no reason for him to stay. All he needed was a little push- which he nearly immediately got after scaring off prey with Dusknettle to her annoyance, and meeting an odd outsider happy to brag about how wonderful life without a clan.
Adulthood
Wordlessly, Atlas snuck off with a few bites of prey, fully prepared to never come back. Renaming himself to his current name, Atlas, the tom avoided Eagleclan cats like a plague while getting used to living outside the clan. Though different, it curiously enough felt freeing, .
Relationships
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Relation 1
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Thunderclan
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Name 2
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Relation 2
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Riverclan
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Name 3
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Relation 3
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Shadowclan
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Thunderclan
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Name 2
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Riverclan
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Name 3
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Shadowclan
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Thunderclan
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Riverclan
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Shadowclan
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Miscellaneous
Trivia
- might be a good place for 9 lives, if the cat is a leader.
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Alternate WCRP Verses
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NAME
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"Ghost" / Riverpaw
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AGE
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7 Moons
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CLAN / RANK
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Gloamclan Warrior Apprentice
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| NB Molly (He/they) | 7 moons | WLW | Apprentice | Gloamclan |
- "Ugh, do I have to?"
- Voice Claim: Grace Rolek
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| APPEARANCE |
[A small, short-furred blue tabby with green eyes.]
Riverpaw was a small tabby molly with large, pointed ears and a triangular face. He had a tear in one ear, but no other notable scars. Riverpaw's fur was short and thick, with dark, swirling stripes. He had bright green eyes and an often unblinking stare. He usually had a haunted expression or a glower on his face.
Curse:
- Medium; haunted by ghosts and can't block it out or turn it off.
- Ghosts seem to get "stuck" or tethered to him until he helps them pass on by fulfilling their final wish.
| PERSONALITY |
+ Caring, Dutiful, Quick-witted
- Secretive, Standoffish, Grumpy
Riverpaw was a quiet, observant molly. He rarely spoke, and when he did it was usually a defensive retort or an unsettling statement. He was mistrustful of others due to bullying at the paws of older apprentices and spent much of his time staring into empty space. He was jumpy and paranoid and tended to speak about things he shouldn't have known, such as events that happened before he was born.
Aside from this, Riverpaw was reluctant to do apprentice duties and grumbled about them when ordered. They spent most of their time alone.
| BACKGROUND |
Riverkit was born to a warrior mother. His father was unknown, but speculated by others to have been a passing loner. They were a quiet, but cheerful, kit; much of their time was spent hiding behind their mother, though they weren't unsociable by any means. Riverkit's mother died of greencough shortly before they were apprenticed, leaving them to be raised by the other queens for the remainder of their time in the nursery. They were apprenticed a little early in hopes of taking their mind off their mother's passing.
After his mother's death, Riverpaw changed. Though he had always been quiet, he became jumpy and paranoid, staring at nothing, isolating himself, and snapping at any that got too close. His self isolation worsened when other apprentices took to calling him "Ghost," thanks to his unsettling stare and silent demeanor.
He, along with several other apprentices, was sent on a Starclan-ordained journey by Silkstar and never returned.
| RELATIONSHIPS |
Parents - Dawnspring, Unknown father
Siblings - unknown
Mentor - Dovepurr
| STATS |
STR: 5
CON: 6
DEX: 7
INT: 8
WIS: 8
CHA: 5
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