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FORMER CRIMINAL STREET STRAY THREAD TRACKER & RELATIONS
name origin —— spiky fur along spine
age —— forty-eight moons
gender —— cis male
preference —— bi / pan | difficult
loyalty —— former skyclan Lead warrior | promoted 12/23/22 - 6/2023 stepped away for family reasons
apprentice —— currently Teeveepaw | graduates; Quillstrike & Snowpath
nickname —— thistle
relationship —— single | formerly taken by Deersong 9.29.22- unknown
NPC X NPC —— father of Coyotecrest, Scorpionpaw, Eveningpaw.
voiceclaim —— Thomas Shelby from Peaky Blinders
accent & tone —— old southeast London, gravelly and deep. Eloquent Queen's English.
Thistle wears the collar of a deceased friend, he was never a kittypet himself.
executed the notorious serial killer Kuiper —— 3.29.23
APPEARANCE
—— 13 LBS. | 9IN. HEIGHT | SPIKY FURRED BLACK AND WHITE TOM W/ GREY EYES
details —— bladed black and white fur standing like thorns on a rose bush from the crown of his thick skull to the base of his white-tipped tail, this walking muscled yet bony beasty is every meaning of the word sharp. Eyes a pale blue but appear grey, and ears nicked and curved like a doberman. His teeth are razored by his obsessive chewing. While he stands at average height, he is weighted with thick layers of muscle.
scar —— several thin scar down his right eye and muzzle. |&| pellet gun shot in left ear.
scent —— pine sap, burnt rubber & metal
MENTALITY & SYNOPSIS | " BIRDS BORN IN A CAGE, THINK FLYING IS AN ILLNESS " PINTEREST
—— a wildly unpredictable enigma, this former criminal is a glass of class and wisdom. While quite easy to talk to, his military-like mentality and loose grip on morality make him quite hard to agree with at times. Darkly humored and selectively lacking in manners, this man is quite easily a gentleman, menace, or Machiavellian.
rhinnon —— 'Rhi' best friend of six moons, passed away from stroke | kittypet | Tommie met Rhinnon in twolegplace, fell head over tail for the soft-spoken purple collar sporting turkish van. but it was a one-sided affair
“ so- what ya think tommie?- not a stray anymore! ” a soft voice lilted with excitement, chiming in the wind far sweeter than those twoleg metals on their strings. The snowy tom, fur feathery and just as gentle as his pink padded paws point to his neck adorned with the unfathomably hideous strap of cloth. Purple with a golden clasp.
" positively- the most … ghastly thing i’ve ever seen " Tommie’s voice is riddled with disapproval and his black-rimmed lips tilted in a frown. " You can make everything lovely though, Rhi " his rasp though thick with gravel lessens its intensity into something akin to kindness. A knobby set of toes reach to touch Rhinnon on the nose- who blushes and chuckles with a shove at Tommie’s chest. It hardly moves the muscled piebald who smiles toothily, grey eyes painted in adoration. Bewitched by his love for this- strange and wonderful tom.
Rhinnon was a stray when he met Tommie, troubled and dirty-furred brutish thing. Had taught the boy what it could mean to fall so easily into love. It wasn’t long- that a home of twolegs took in Rhinnon though, and Tommie could only find solace in visits. Nobody wanted a dirty mangy stray like Tommie- but Rhi, he deserved happiness, he deserved to live on a soft nest rather than cardboard with the constant bite of fleas.
All things must find their end though. Theirs, came with a mistake. Rhinnon was left in a heated monster, weakening over hours before Tommie found him. Helplessly pressed to the glass separating him from the dying feline. How could this happen? Why does it? but it does doesn’t it.
" TWOLEGS! TWOLEGS!- YOU THICK-HEADED FOOLS!" with every inch of his razor claws he gripped and tugged at the door. Yowled until one finally spotted him. It was an agonizing thirty minutes before he could lead it to the car. It was too late, the vet couldn’t save him.
The furless beasts had returned with a box- had buried Rhinnon shallower than he deserved while Tommie watched with clenched teeth and fastened that ugly collar on a strange shaped stick. Snagging the collar, he slips his skull through the loop and disappears into the shadows.
" positively- the most … ghastly thing i’ve ever seen " Tommie’s voice is riddled with disapproval and his black-rimmed lips tilted in a frown. " You can make everything lovely though, Rhi " his rasp though thick with gravel lessens its intensity into something akin to kindness. A knobby set of toes reach to touch Rhinnon on the nose- who blushes and chuckles with a shove at Tommie’s chest. It hardly moves the muscled piebald who smiles toothily, grey eyes painted in adoration. Bewitched by his love for this- strange and wonderful tom.
Rhinnon was a stray when he met Tommie, troubled and dirty-furred brutish thing. Had taught the boy what it could mean to fall so easily into love. It wasn’t long- that a home of twolegs took in Rhinnon though, and Tommie could only find solace in visits. Nobody wanted a dirty mangy stray like Tommie- but Rhi, he deserved happiness, he deserved to live on a soft nest rather than cardboard with the constant bite of fleas.
All things must find their end though. Theirs, came with a mistake. Rhinnon was left in a heated monster, weakening over hours before Tommie found him. Helplessly pressed to the glass separating him from the dying feline. How could this happen? Why does it? but it does doesn’t it.
" TWOLEGS! TWOLEGS!- YOU THICK-HEADED FOOLS!" with every inch of his razor claws he gripped and tugged at the door. Yowled until one finally spotted him. It was an agonizing thirty minutes before he could lead it to the car. It was too late, the vet couldn’t save him.
The furless beasts had returned with a box- had buried Rhinnon shallower than he deserved while Tommie watched with clenched teeth and fastened that ugly collar on a strange shaped stick. Snagging the collar, he slips his skull through the loop and disappears into the shadows.
INVENTORY & MISC.
SHINY OBSIDIAN STONE - a gift from Deersong
Thistle and Deer admit their feelings 9.29.22
song aesthetic
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