darterpaw

lichenclan

silver ticked tabby with brown eyes

Darterpaw is of average size but is short compared to his peers. He's sturdy with mostly lean muscles that are hidden beneath his fur. Instead, he gives off an air of daintiness through the way he holds himself and emphasizes his hourglass figure with careful grooming. Though he could hold his own in a fight, Darterpaw is willing to feign weakness to uphold his carefully crafted image.

Much like his brother, Darterpaw looks like a mini Littlestream that was left in the dark caves for too long. He has his mother's same ticked tabby markings, but they are faint silver instead. His fur is mostly white with a dusting of silver grey. He likes to think he's the perfect mix of Littlestream's ivory white underfur and Pikefur's grey ends. Despite being short-furred, Darterpaw has a dense pelt of soft fur which does him well in leaf-bare but causes unpleasant amounts of shedding come new-leaf.

Darterpaw has his mother's softer face with a small muzzle and rounded face, ending with his father's high cheekbones that make him stand out from the crowd. His eyes are large and he never outgrows them, always giving him a kit-like innocence. They are a deep hazel brown, similar to the colour of sun-bleached dirt.

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As a kit, Darterpaw always got what he wanted. He quickly learns that neither parent is very good at disciplining him. With a sad face and big, wide eyes he begs and always gets what he wants. I mean can you say no to such a pretty face? Soon enough, he learns how to manipulate others to get exactly what he wants.

Not only is Darterpaw of high class in LichenClan, he is also born to two loving parents. He has all he could ever want and is showered with affection. The attention goes right to his head and he can be rather arrogant because of it. He knows he's right, others just have to see it.

But his arrogance is not always a bad thing. Thanks to his unyielding confidence, Darterpaw is willing to stand up for what he believes in. If he sees or hears injustice he'll confront it. He has a strong conviction with a "so what" attitude. In his mind, something is the way it is because he says so and he won't take no for an answer.

Try as he might to keep a straight face, Darterpaw loves to laugh. His parents were filled with joy, and so is he. He'll laugh at the dumbest jokes and has the brightest smile. In front of most, Darterpaw puts on a graceful show, exuding confidence and poise. But to those, he's close with, he'll have a blast making jokes. Sometimes he can struggle to take things seriously.

Despite the pressures from their clan and families, Littlestream and Pikefur waited. Darterkit and Dacekit are born from love, not obligation. The little prince Darterkit is born into the LichenClan. Despite the debris and wreckage from a recent flood, he's safe surrounded by both parents and an older brother.

While Darterkit is growing up, the nursery is full of life. He has his choice of playmates, and his mother introduces him to each one. Darterkit spends most of his time with his brother Dacekit, playing dress up and decorating each other’s fur. One day, they convince their cousin Anemomekit to join in and the two brothers have a fun time making their cousin look handsome. Closer to the eve of his apprenticeship ceremony Littlestream and Pikefur tell the story of how they fell in love. Darterkit is awed by the tale and vows to one day have a love like that for himself. However, his grandmother is conspiring behind Littlestream’s back and already has an arrangement made for the little tom.

Darterpaw becomes a warrior and is placed with a she-cat as his mentor. He’s ecstatic by the pairing, thinking that he’ll have someone as cool as his mother to teach him. But not long after his ceremony, Darterpaw is pulled aside by his grandmother and is told of his engagement. Thinking it will be a fairytale, just like his parent’s love, Darterpaw goes along with it and is engaged to Foxglovepaw, Caveflower’s daughter. He dresses up for the occasion, decorating his fur with crushed sea shells. But Caveflower is quick to chastise him for such things. Little Darterpaw is stuck deciding if he’ll be the tom the clan expects of him or if he’ll stay true to himself.


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