R e x . L o n e r . T o m

[Mysticmemory]

Name:: Rex
Age:: 26 Moons
Gender:: Tom
Calling: Loner
Appearance:

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Rex has a brindle-colored pelt and light amber eyes. He is large, like most cats, and clearly muscular and strong. His pelt is short and sleek, always kept clean. His paws are unusually large, but they look in-place on his large build.

Personality:

Rex is like most Loners, but there is something special about him that most dont recognize. He works good when he is in a group, but most cats dont team up with him due to the way he can sometimes mess up. He can be aggresive at times, but he has a major soft side towards she-cats. He can be very funny sometimes, but he can also be crazy. He loves rain, which makes him pretty crazy sometimes. He is loyal towards those he loves.

History:

I remember little of my kithood. Only flashes of twolegs, scents of many cats around and fear. And fearsome box things where I could barely move. These clouded memories come to an abrupt stop and there begins my clearest memories that I will never forget. I remember running down a thunderpath with monsters everywhere. I remember darting into a small alley, and thinking I would be safe there. I fell asleep, and woke to be surrounded by many grey and white cats. All were glaring. But one black tom made my heart skip a beat. I felt I knew him from somewhere. He reminded me of my father, whom I saw only once. But I knew this wasn't my father. This tom was huge. About a full grown cat, plus another half a full grown cat in height, and very muscular. He held a smile that would make even the bravest cat tremble in fear. He moved forward and grabbed me by the scruff and carried me off, his army of cats following. He carried me back to the junkyard where his cats made their home. H began to question me, but I couldn’t answer any of the questions. I remember long claws darting out, but then it all goes blank again. My next memories come up as I’m staggering through a forest, on the brink of death. I remember stumbling into a large black cat, and I was terrified. Until I realized this was a she-cat with shining blue eyes, not a huge tom with blood red eyes. I stayed with her for a few moons, and then moved on. I now wander, hoping I find where I truly belong.

Other Cats: However many Flick has.
Other:: This is for Flick. She couldnt think of anything so i made Rex for her xD

[Tison (ƒαlcσn)]

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