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"In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills,"

General
Name: Ibisprowl
Previous Names: Ibiskit, Ibispaw

Nicknames: --
Age: 19 moons
Relationship Status: Single

Sexual Orientation: Homoromantic Homosexual

Gender: Male

Education
Previous Mentor: Jaguarclaw

Current Apprentice: Sweetpaw

Overview Personality

Solemn | Unsocial | Awkward | Intelligent | Reclusive 

Ibisprowl is a very solemn and quiet young tom, much preferring the quietness of the early morning and late evening rather than the hustle of midday. When he is in the camp at midday, you will likely find him practically hiding, trying his best to avoid any sort of interaction with other cats because he quite simply doesn't like to speak to others, leading to him being rather awkward during conversation, often avoiding eye contact and speaking too softly for others to hear. When the conversation seems to drag on without the other cat taking a hint that he doesn't like talking to others, he appears to grow very agitated and starts speaking harsher before, if the other cat still doesn't get the hint, practically exploding on the other and storming off out into the territory to go for a walk and get a chance to be alone. 
There have been very very few cats that have managed to make any sort of connection to this young tom, but even those cats that have gotten close enough to be considered a friend he appears to be distant from them, only occasionally striking up conversation, just more so enjoying sitting in silence to be alone with his thoughts, enjoying the company of 'friendship'.
As is common with many shy cats, Ibisprowl is a particularly intelligent cat, thus why he much prefers to be left alone, with his thoughts, compared to socializing and goofing of with others, though part of this is also due to his father and his stern, no-nonsense ways.

Mental Age: 25 Moons
Psychiatric Complications: --

Phobias: Acrophobia {Fear of heights}

Favorite Season: Leafbare
Favorite Food: Doesn't have one
Favorite Word: Solidarity
Favorite Sound: Wind through the pine trees

Greatest Hope: To be acknowledged by his father
Greatest Strength: His intelligence
Greatest Weakness: His strength 

Worst Nightmare: To be trapped on a high precipice with no way down but to jump
Deepest Darkest Secret: He's torn between hating his dad and just wanting his attention
Most Treasured Memory: When he was young and his mother was still there and his father really did care about him 


 

Physical Traits

Breed: American Shorthair and Manx mix

Fur Color: White
Fur Texture: Soft
Fur Length: Short
Markings: Black patching and black 'hood'

Eye Color: Chartreuse Green
Body Type: Small and Lean
Height: Somewhat Below Average
Weight: Slightly Below Average 
Voice: Isaac Hempstead Wright
Gait: Smooth
Scent: Pinewood and faint daffodil
Scars: --
Coordination: Good
Reflexes: Good
Strength: Poor

Relationships

Family
Mother: Perchstep*
Father: Badgersong
Brothers: Patchpaw*
Adoptive Brothers: --
Sisters: --
Adoptive Sisters: --

Outside of Family
Friends: --
Best Friends: --

Neutral: --
Enemies: --
Nemesis: --
Crush: --
Significant Other: --

Other

Theme song: Closer
Poem Quote: 
"In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills," - I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud by William Wordsworth

 

* -Dead
* -Missing

 

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