Diarmuid [Loner]

[Sun-x-Set]

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Name: Diarmuid [Diar-MU-id]

Age: 34 moons

Gender: Tom

Clan: ---

Rank: ---

Description: Diarmuid is a handsome, charming, tom with quicksilver yellow eyes and a pelt a solid, meduim brown. He has wide/high cheekbones, a small nose, and huge eyes. He has narrow shoulders and a form almost femminen in it's quickness. To the untrained eye, he could just be some poorly fed kittypet. But strike a fight with him and he'll make you wish you had never been born. He has strong, corded, musles under his thick pelt and long, abnormally sharp white claws. Many scars score his body which all hold there own story. His tail is long and had it's very tip lopped off in his kithood.

Short Description: A young, handsome, brown tom with deep yellow eyes

Personality: The first thing you notice about Diramuid is his Charm. The next, usualy, is that he is a shamless flirt. Diarmuid has absolultley no shame whatsoever and, therefore, has no boundries. He will don anything that is needed to acheive his current goal. Which just happen to change very, very offten. Too many, he seems to be floating and skimming life, never taking anything at all seriosly, no obliations, no reservations or inavisions. Nothing to hold him back from the seemingly sweet, childlike, oblivion in wich he lives.

History: Diarmuid was born to what was practically Royalty back in the twoleg place. His father ruled the streets, his mother was one of his many mates. Diarmuids father took an instant liking too him. He trained him with the best fighters and hunters in his band and tauht him the one thin that had kept him on top all these moons. Speechcraft. He taught him how to charm and captivate possible allys, or hold an enemy at bay. By the time he was fourteen moons old, he had mastered the skills of hunting on any terrain, fighting under any circumstances, and chatting his way out of anything And also something else. He had fallen in love with a member of his fathers band. Vanna, was her name. She had had a beautiful chocolate pelt and green eyes like no other cat in the world. As there love was just blossoming, Vanna had gone hunting by herself. She wasn't seen by any of the surroundin bands, and despite the many extra patrols Diarmuid sent out to find her, she wasn;t seen since that night by the guards. But time heals all wounds and by Diarmuids 23rd moons came, his father pulled him aside and said the words that would alter Diarmuids life forever. He ordered his favorite son to leave the twoleg place and go to the forest. He said it was Diarmuids time to start a family and find a territory that would, on Diarmuids 40th moon, the new realm of his fathers band of city cats.

Role Playing Example: "Diar...?" asked Vanna, stretching out on her back beside him. He turrned his yellow eyes on to her tense, and then relaxed form. "I'm awake" he responded simpily. Thats what he loved about her, the way he didn't have to use fancy words to captivate her and grab her attention. Her eyes alwaysed seemeed to be fixed on him, her entire being hanging on to his every word. "Mmm.." she started, smiling at him in his hazy, half awake form slouched in a heap infront of her. "I need to get some fresh air. I'll be back before sunrise, kay?" He opened his mustard eyes wide like a needy tom-kit. "Awww... you're leaving me?" he moaned flatening his ears and making his eyes bigger than they already were. Another thing he loved about her; he didn't have to be Prince Diarmuid that he was around evryone else. With her, he was just... Diar. "Not Forever. I'm coming back!...mousebrain..." she mummbled, pushing her muzzle into her shoulder. "Mmmm... Okay, If you promise!" he mewed like a spoiled kit. She laughed softly and leaned back. "Is that an order?" she said starring into his eyes. he returned her gaze without flinching "yes" she laughed again and mewed "Okay... I'll see you soon. Kay, Diar?" He nodded and watched her pad softly towards the entrance of the good sized, cozy nest they sharred on the top floor of the large warehouse that the band inhabited. She stopped mid-stride and pivoted back towards him. Vanna briskly trotted back and gave him a warm lick between his ears. She purred and then mewed the soft words "I love you, Diarmuid" He purred back, just as loud and in turn mewed "I love you too, Vanna" she gave him another lick before walking out the entrance, giving her tail a final flick before leaving.

Crush: Vanna [duh...]

Other: Not Really.

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