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TAG:@riley
Post by riley on Nov 24, 2023 7:54:23 GMT
Name: Swamptooth Age: 96 moons Clan: ShoreClan Gender/Pronouns: Tom, he/him Rank: Elder APPEARANCE
Long-furred brown tom. Once large and imposing, time has shrunk him into a hunchbacked gremlin of a boogeyman. Were it not for all his fluff, one would see him as the shriveled old man he is. No matter how much he eats, he never seems to gain back the muscle he once had. One of his eyes is scarred into a perpetual squint, making it dull and useless. But he's still got one good eye that makes you feel judged and little!
PERSONALITY Personality: Swamptooth is that one elder all the apprentices try to avoid. They will trade favors and duties as much as their mentors will let them to avoid doing his ticks or even going near him. His words are harsh and his temper is fierce. Swamptooth isn't ashamed of shoving his way to the front of the crowd to voice his opinions. Loudly. No matter how wrong or outdated they are.
To him though, he's never wrong. Don't ask him to explain himself or his opinions, or he'll just insult your intelligence and say he won't bother explaining it because you're an idiot. Swamptooth's arrogance truly holds no bounds. He honestly, actually, one thousand percent believes he's StarClan's gift to the Clans.
Not even his family is safe from him. Not his kits, not his grandkits, not even his, or rather Tundraswan's, niblings. They need to be faster, stronger, smarter! Don't make him look bad or you'll regret it! You should be grateful he even brought you into the world. Swamptooth holds no love or affection for any of them, instead seeing them as pawns and playthings he can pit against each other for his amusement.
Of course that's when he can be bothered with them. It's not that he FORGETS he has family half the time. He just. Doesn't really care? When they were growing up he'd throw a half-hearted, forced compliment or approval their way when they did something
History From the time he was born to the queen Willowtooth and Berrybite, Swampkit knew full heartedly he was better than the others in the nursery. He was the sole survivor of a litter of three. They'd been born in the depths of a harsh leaf-bare. One of his sisters was born dead, the other didn't last the night.
Willowtooth had a good cry, took a deep breath, and soldiered on. She poured all her boundless love and fierce protection into her kit. He could do no wrong, and she wouldn't hear a word against him!
Anybody would get a big ego
LAST EDIT: Jan 14, 2024 8:44:14 GMT by riley
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