stop playing these games — arcticwolf
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✧ biography
✧ history
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✧ playlist
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✧ his blood runs of shadowclan and rogue ancestory, but doesn't know it, he doesn't know where he's from other than what his clanmates have told him. he knows that maybe he's not truly a riverclanner but something else. but that won't stop him from lying to strangers. he even has a strong dislike towards other clans, kittypets, loners, and rogues. he thinks they're all like his family who left him. they're heartless and weak, riverclan took him in.

✧ dropped into the river during leafbare, discarded to die when he was eight moons and lost every memory, even his name, after hitting his head on a rock, he was swept ashore nearly frozen to death, a bloody 'x' carved into the middle of his chest. riverclan saved him and raised him for he was too young to leave and had no home. this is also where he got the name 'arctic' from. because of this he feels worthless and discarded. like something is wrong with him and he has accepted that the dark is comforting, perhaps he is the villain of his story, that maybe this is his fault and he is deserving of it.

✧ knows he's not alone, he has family somewhere- he can remember their faces but not their names or location yet. because of this he feels utterly and entirely alone within the universe. because he doesn't know where his family is he acts out to get attention for different reasons, maybe he will find his family this way or they'll find him. maybe he simply craves such attention because he was never given it as a child.

✧ he has flashes of his memory return to him but doesn't know what to make of it, though he struggles to piece it together.

✧ slight phobia of water after his accident

✧ will always feel as though he's not whole, he's only a half of something larger.

✧ believes in starclan, they saved him, and they carry him threw his struggles.

✧ what really happened? his mother, a pure siamese, was a fullblooded shadowclanner, she was like arctic- ruthless, cruel even, manipulative, power hungry and violent though incredibily intelligent. his father, a siberian, was a rogue. he was compassionate and level headed, humble, strong, a flirt. and so they had an affair and his mother cheated, she become pregnant. she desperatly tried to hide it for she would be thrown out and disrespected and would lose her mate. she kept the father a secret and blackfang, lynx's true mate, was skeptical, he always knew that perhaps they weren't his once they were born. however, he trained them and raised them like they were and he trained them ruthlessly, when they were children they were born to kill because they needed to be leaders someday, they needed to be the best, strong, warriors. when they were eight moons, lynxshade revealed they weren't his but a rogues. blackfang who was also like lynx, cruel, in a violent rage had taken the kids and went to throw them in the river, disgusted. he always kept lynx's secret, perhaps out of love. before he could throw them away, lynx quickly carved scars into their chests behind black's back in the shape of an 'x' so she would be able to find them if they survived.

✧ doesn't know why he's such a good fighter for his young age, though he sees images and scrappy bits of memory from his violent past when blackfang forced him to train when he was only a kit so he vaguley understands that whoever raised him was ruthless. these violent memories are triggered whenever he fights.


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[align=center][div style="Width: 495px; min-height: 10px; text-align: justify;"][spoiler= information ✦ 6/21]GENERAL ✦ PINTEREST.
— arcticpaw | "arctic" | meaning very cold, snowy (white coat and blueish silver eyes)
— male, he/him | created 6/21/18 | 9 moons | apprentice
— dark rebel boy | doesn't listen to orders | secret interest in medicine "guilty pleasure"
— odd obsession with lizards | small phobia of water due to past

RELATIONS ✦ SCAR X LYNXSHADE (NPC). ADOPTED BY NONE.
— ½ of nothing | semi interested | heterosexual
— three siblings unknown | 1/2 rogue 1/2 shadowclan blood but doesn't know it

PHYSICAL ✦ SIBERIAN SIAMESE. 5/10 HEALTH.
medium furred, classic siamese markings and facial structure, siberian build, narrowed silver eyes, handsome stoney face, large ivory claws, several scars many are unable to see under his long fur, lean body build though powerful
— recovering from head injury, recovering from starvation, recovering from broken ribs | scar in the shape of an 'x' on his chest

PERSONALITY ✦ ENFP. RAVENCLAW/SLYTHERIN.
— positive traits leaderlike, confident, intelligent, cunning, compassionate, thoughtful, chill
— neutral traits sly, manipulative, sarcastic
— negative traits vain, no patience, killer instincts to survive, craving for violence, arrogant, rude, unforgiving, cruel towards enemies, cocky

COMBAT ✦ VERY HARD — 6/10 trained.
— will never plea for mercy | craves combat & violence, disgust for overly bloodthirsty cats
— will only initate fight if harassed | goes into a blind rage
— trained by open | no powers[/spoiler]


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[color=#6D7A82][b][i]kill your gods, devour your oppressors[/i][/b][/color]
[align=center][div style="Width: 495px; min-height: 10px; text-align: justify;"][spoiler= information ✦ 6/21][b]GENERAL ✦ [url=https://www.pinterest.com/reallyradrinnie/wolfsbane/]PINTEREST[/url].[/b]
— arcticpaw | "arctic" | meaning very cold, snowy (white coat and blueish silver eyes)
— male, he/him | created 6/21/18 | 9 moons | apprentice
— dark rebel boy | doesn't listen to orders | secret interest in medicine "guilty pleasure"
— odd obsession with lizards | small phobia of water due to past

[b]RELATIONS ✦ SCAR X LYNXSHADE (NPC). ADOPTED BY NONE.[/b]
— ½ of nothing | semi interested | heterosexual
— three siblings unknown | 1/2 rogue 1/2 shadowclan blood but doesn't know it

[b]PHYSICAL ✦ [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/b2/44/99/b244997e9e5dbbabc2824523b7944eda.jpg]SIBERIAN SIAMESE[/url]. 5/10 HEALTH.[/b]
medium furred, classic siamese markings and facial structure, siberian build, narrowed silver eyes, handsome stoney face, large ivory claws, several scars many are unable to see under his long fur, lean body build though powerful
— recovering from head injury, recovering from starvation, recovering from broken ribs | scar in the shape of an 'x' on his chest

[b]PERSONALITY ✦ ENFP. RAVENCLAW/SLYTHERIN.[/b]
— [i]positive traits[/i] leaderlike, confident, intelligent, cunning, compassionate, thoughtful, chill
— [i]neutral traits[/i] sly, manipulative, sarcastic
— [i]negative traits[/i] vain, no patience, killer instincts to survive, craving for violence, arrogant, rude, unforgiving, cruel towards enemies, cocky

[b]COMBAT ✦ VERY HARD — 6/10 trained.[/b]
— will never plea for mercy | craves combat & violence, disgust for overly bloodthirsty cats
— will only initate fight if harassed | goes into a blind rage
— trained by open | no powers[/spoiler][/div][/align]


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✧°. you look upon a never ending abyss of endless ice, a frozen lake surrounds you from every angle as you climb for higher ground upon a glacier. finger nails grasping within sheets of hardened snow. you pull yourself upon you feet and stand at full height to look within the infinite white. goosebumps caress our arms as the cold bites your skin, tendrils of smoke and vapor coil from your tongue with each exhale as you raise your arms, you find your home within this vast, frozen wasteland.

✧°. obsidian scales glint under the dim light as the black coils of a predator curl tightly around itself. a hiss emits its mouth, whispering across the still air as glinting yellow fangs flash within the blanket of darkness. a tongue flickering in and out as it watched its prey through beady black eyes.

✧°. a misty jungle at dusk, the air is heavy and thick with humidity as a kind of eery silence consumes the world around you. the break of thin light veils through the canopy above, illuminating a path before you as you find your way through a maze of leaves and twisting vines that grasp at your ankles.

✧°. the calm before the storm as the ocean is still and vast, waves gently foam and crash against stone stained ebony by the sun as a veil of mist and vapor set in, storm clouds roll and collect within the distance as the crackle of thunder illuminates the black clouds.


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