Basil of the Stars
The Restless
Physical Details
Basil is a thin, white and grey patched she-cat with deep amber eyes. She has very ragged fur, and her muzzle is grey from age, and her ear tips are silver from age. Due to her age, her joints have become rather stiff when she moved too much and her claws are weak and easily pulled. Her scent is of a leafy breeze.
Genetic Build:
1/5- Thunderclan~ Heavy Build 1/5 Riverclan~ Powerful front legs 3/5 Darkclan~ Silent paws (Voice Reference: Lynn Cohen) |
Physical Statistics:
7/10 - Strength/ Power (Age factored in) 6/10 - Speed/ Agility 3/10 - Endurance 6/10 - Hunting 7/10 - Swimming 2/10 - Climbing (Age factored in) |
Emotional Details
Basil is easily hard to figure out. She is a very unstable cat, who still bares the hatred of her former mate, Thornstar. He drove her completely mad, however she holds it backs rather well. She can be very peaceful, very connected to others and almost Motherly. But she's still a bad ass who can kick butt until her joints kick in and say no.
Negative Traits:
Persuasive Snippy Cold hearted Anger Hatred |
Positive Traits:
Motherly Interesting Calm Understanding Motivative |
Emotional Statistics:
6/10 - Controlling anger 2/10 - Mental Stability 6/10 - Depression 9/10 - Education 3/10 - Schizophrenic |
Relationships
Blood Relations
Mother: Clear Sister: Russetflight Mate: Jumpstart (Former), Thornstar Sons: Ashsoul, Bluepaw, Sprout-trout Daughters: Snakepaw, Rikka |
Bonded Relation
Friends: Time Ripper, Crimson Tears , Snappingpelt, Alto, Jinx, Scissors, Ravens Heart, Rikka, Hazel, Midnight, Luke, Emmie, Barricade, Nightmare, Junipers Leap, Metanoia, Mouse, Storm, Sceptan Apprentice: Forgotten |
Other Details
Starclan details
Starclan Physical Age: 21 moons Current Age: 220 Moons Age at death: 193 Moons Cause of Death: Age Life Trait: Memory Lives Given: 0 Highest Rank Achieved: Leader Rank at death: Leader Status in Starclan: A Starclan Leader |
Facts:
Basil was the last survivor of the original Darkclan Despite following the DF, she went to Starclan Basil is scarred up from her days as a TC cat She joined TC after the disband of DC She is the Sky Watcher of Darkclan Basil passed away due to age in the old darkclan camp, so she felt at home as she died |
Quotes
"You COWARD! I knew you were a lie! You and everything, that made up this clan"
"As of now, You are ALL members of Darkclan, the reborn, and we are a clan that will never again be taken down by anyone! We will thrive as the four clans before us have, we will make our mark in history, show we will never again be shoves around, like we had in our past. We are strong, and we are back"
"As of now, You are ALL members of Darkclan, the reborn, and we are a clan that will never again be taken down by anyone! We will thrive as the four clans before us have, we will make our mark in history, show we will never again be shoves around, like we had in our past. We are strong, and we are back"
Basils History
Her death scene
{S} Meh.: Basil slowly walked into the camp, paws tired from the journey she had made. Even though it had been well over ten years, the ghostly scents of her old clan mates lingered. She closed her eyes, moving to one of the fallen dens. the all too familiar den she had craved to own one day. She had been in it too, but for the worst reasons. She lied down gently, curling her tail at her side
||Echo219|| : Some of the stone roof had crumbled and moss grew across it, the old leaders' den had stood up against time surprisingly well and the faint smells lingered in the ancient rock. There were a few strands of fur, black and silver stuck in crevices, so brittle that they broke off on contact. As she laid down inside the shadow stopped just inside the entrance, and then padded ever so slowly up to the old cat. Thornstar looked down his ears flat. He knew no cat could live forever but he was dumbfounded as he felt claws grip his cold dead heart. His scent lingered in the air slightly, and he crouched down. "Basil..."his voice came out hoarse and in a faint whisper
{S} Meh.: Basil laid there almost angelically, so still yet so alive. to the eyes of the dead, her soul was visible from around her, growing brighter every moment as her life slipped away. The molly had her eyes closed slightly, though they peered in his direction "I knew you would stop by..." she said in a soft voice, flicking her ear and slowly lifted her head, though there was a visible struggle "why are you here...? You've tortured me for my whole life... all 193 moons of it... surely I can have these moments to myself?"
||Echo219|| : He felt her resent and a feeling sparked inside of the ghostly tom. He watched her soul begin its separation/from her physical form, taking a soft breath. What was this feeling that he had not felt in years? Regret? He leaned forward and touched his nose to the top of his former. Mates head and breathed two words, so softly they were almost inaudible. "I'm sorry..." He stepped back, ears flat as he watched the dying cat growing weaker and weaker. "I wish I had been different." His last sentence was so quit he thought only he could hear lowering his head. Why now would he feel these emotions? How dare they strike him now?
{S} Meh.: She flattened her ears gently as the tom approached her, a little surprised by his actions. Though his words surprised her even more. She looked to him as he stepped back, a sad and somber expression took hold. "oh Thorn....." she said softly, shaking her head slowly "You could have been different... But you let your pride and greed follow you into the after life...." she closed her eyes "I refuse to let my resent and hatred do the same...." She put her head on her paws, taking small breaths "If a cat such as yourself can feel remorse... Ill never know for sure"
||Echo219|| : "If only I had a second chance, but/those who walk in shadow do not get such a gift..." his voice felt to that oh so silent, baffled tone. It struck him to see such an ancient car dieing before him. He listened intently to her breath that grew quiter and quieter with ever rise of her chest. Her words lingered in his thoughts and weighed down on the ghostly tom, his ears against his skull.
{S} Meh.: She was silent for a few moments, then opened her eyes "I forgive you... as much as it pains me.. I forgive you" her voice died down and her head fell slightly to the side, and her entire body relaxed. she took her last breath, then her body became nothing more then a shell
||Echo219|| : His teeth clenched and he dipped his head, his form disappointing into the night
||Echo219|| : Some of the stone roof had crumbled and moss grew across it, the old leaders' den had stood up against time surprisingly well and the faint smells lingered in the ancient rock. There were a few strands of fur, black and silver stuck in crevices, so brittle that they broke off on contact. As she laid down inside the shadow stopped just inside the entrance, and then padded ever so slowly up to the old cat. Thornstar looked down his ears flat. He knew no cat could live forever but he was dumbfounded as he felt claws grip his cold dead heart. His scent lingered in the air slightly, and he crouched down. "Basil..."his voice came out hoarse and in a faint whisper
{S} Meh.: Basil laid there almost angelically, so still yet so alive. to the eyes of the dead, her soul was visible from around her, growing brighter every moment as her life slipped away. The molly had her eyes closed slightly, though they peered in his direction "I knew you would stop by..." she said in a soft voice, flicking her ear and slowly lifted her head, though there was a visible struggle "why are you here...? You've tortured me for my whole life... all 193 moons of it... surely I can have these moments to myself?"
||Echo219|| : He felt her resent and a feeling sparked inside of the ghostly tom. He watched her soul begin its separation/from her physical form, taking a soft breath. What was this feeling that he had not felt in years? Regret? He leaned forward and touched his nose to the top of his former. Mates head and breathed two words, so softly they were almost inaudible. "I'm sorry..." He stepped back, ears flat as he watched the dying cat growing weaker and weaker. "I wish I had been different." His last sentence was so quit he thought only he could hear lowering his head. Why now would he feel these emotions? How dare they strike him now?
{S} Meh.: She flattened her ears gently as the tom approached her, a little surprised by his actions. Though his words surprised her even more. She looked to him as he stepped back, a sad and somber expression took hold. "oh Thorn....." she said softly, shaking her head slowly "You could have been different... But you let your pride and greed follow you into the after life...." she closed her eyes "I refuse to let my resent and hatred do the same...." She put her head on her paws, taking small breaths "If a cat such as yourself can feel remorse... Ill never know for sure"
||Echo219|| : "If only I had a second chance, but/those who walk in shadow do not get such a gift..." his voice felt to that oh so silent, baffled tone. It struck him to see such an ancient car dieing before him. He listened intently to her breath that grew quiter and quieter with ever rise of her chest. Her words lingered in his thoughts and weighed down on the ghostly tom, his ears against his skull.
{S} Meh.: She was silent for a few moments, then opened her eyes "I forgive you... as much as it pains me.. I forgive you" her voice died down and her head fell slightly to the side, and her entire body relaxed. she took her last breath, then her body became nothing more then a shell
||Echo219|| : His teeth clenched and he dipped his head, his form disappointing into the night