Clover Apprentice Fisher Player: Cindy Northcott Last Updated: February 26, 2004 Update CIS

Attributes

Current Name: Clover [1757-1770]
Nick Name: Dimples [1757-1770]
Preserver Name: Gigglesweet Highthing

Soul Name: Llynk

Known By:
Firemoss (mother, alive)
Nettle (father, alive)
Duskwater (foster father, alive)

Sex: Male
Age: 13
Hunt Blooded: No

Eyes:
Slanted and rather lupine in shape. Clover's eyes have seemed to become more colourful with age as he now has a dark green edge on the outside rim of the iris which gradually blends into a smokey jade green hue towards the center.

Hair:
Very thick dark brown hair that gains mahogany highlights when he's out in the daylight with mother. His long shaggy bangs reach almost to the base of his nose, and part in the middle in such a way that it almost resembles the shape of a heart. Due to the extreme thickness and weight, his hair has stopped growing and remains at a length just past the base of his neck giving him a "dutch-boy" hair style with angled instead of straight edges, that taper in towards the neck.

Facial Features:
His face is taking on a square shape with slightly rounded corners. Cheeks are very definitely round and rosie. Dimples are very prominent. Softly rounded, small nose, beginnings of a square jaw line and slightly rounded but stubborn chin.

Height: 3'10" (117 cm)
Skin: Rosy pink, with a pale tan from running around in the daylight with mother.
Build: Average but slender build with softly rounded muscles on the upper body and lean muscles on the legs. His legs are getting rather long, giving him an awkward lanky appearance. He is rather active and has good muscle tone.

Magic:
Sending (average)
Magic Feeling (average)
Wolf Bonding (below average)

Clothes:
Dark tan, low cut v-neck, wrap-around doe skin tunic that hangs down just below the crotch. The tunic has short sleeves that are loosely laced to the main body of the tunic with a brown fringe that dangles from the cuff of each sleeve. A brown belt keeps his wrap-around tunic in place and he also wears dark brown laced-up breeches that flair at the bottom. He still wears a rust fillet, and his doe skin booties with fur trim around the ankles to complete the ensamble.

Colours Worn: Varying shades of greens and browns, just like the forest.
Jewellery: A golden fisher cat pendent given to him by his sire, Nettle. The pendant is too big for the little cub to wear around his neck and he is no longer using it as a belt buckle, but it does hang as an ornament on the wall of his den. Clover now wears a chocker necklace made for him by Echo. The chocker consists of a green fringed piece of leather, embroidered with beads and quills, that lays on top of a larger piece of dark brown leather.

Heritage Skills Acrobatics Climbing Direction Sense Diving Fishing: General Hiding Hunting: General Howling Gathering: Basic Lore: Fauna Lore: Flora Running Self-Defence Steath Swimming Throwing Ride: Wolf	Personal Skills Fishing: Spear * Bartering Fishing: Scooter Fishing: Net Crafting: Drums Crafting: Herbalist Gathering: Herbs Gathering: Shellfish Musician: Drums Musician: Singing Scouting	Weapon Skills Spear * Net
** = Primary skill * = Secondary skill

Relationships

Family:
Firemoss (mother, alive)
Nettle (father, alive)
Duskwater (foster father, alive)
Tendril (step-sister, alive)
Wolfstrider (step-brother, alive)

Mates: None.

Friends:
Beechnut, Lionheart, Rock, Woodsmoke, Dreamshadow, Echo, Boldscout, Tendril, Honeyhue, Dapple, Wolfstrider and Harmony.

Role Play

Personality:
Very friendly and sweet. Almost constantly wears a smile unless he is in trouble, and even then tries to cuddle up to whomever is attempting to discipline him. He is not manipulative but does try to "act cute" or sweet talk his way out of situations, which usually works. He's rather curious and inquisitive as well as very ticklish. Clover has become quite good at observing others without them knowing it, and then learning new skills.

Clover is trying to fit in but always seems to not quite hit the mark. This has made him a bit more compassionate and he is determined not to allow others to feel left out as he does. Clover doesn't really complain and he is not whiny but he is a bit sensitive. He is a lover, not a fighter, so he is the type of kid that falls in love easily, and when he does fall in love he will fall hard. He's already had several crushes on a few of the older maidens such as Snowbird and Tendril. His mother is a bit protective of him and he tends to be coddled. He is no coward but is more cautious than the other cubs.

Lately Clover has been having strange stirrings within that have made him feel very uncomfortable and very different. He can't quite put his finger on it and he hasn't really discussed it with anyone other than his mother. But his feelings of being left out have transformed into feelings of being different, almost as if there is something wrong with him.

Treasures:
The golden fisher cat pendent Nettle gave the cub on his birthing day and a wooden carving of a cat given to him by Rock. Clover also has a foxtail that was either taken or given to him by Wise Elk as a "teddy". The exact story on how Clover ended up with the foxtail is still a mystery to most of the tribe since Wise Elk refuses to talk about it. This "teddy" now hangs on the wall next to his cat pendant. Clover has also inherited a white ermine pelt that he once gave to his friend Snowbird. His most recent treasure is the drum that he and Wolfstrider made together.

History:
Clover was born after a series of haunting dreams that plagued his mother Firemoss, but since his birth she seems to have forgotten about them or at least no longer has them. For the first two moon dances of his life Clover was relatively quiet and sweet. The next six moons he cried constantly. Then one day it all stopped. Firemoss is positive that the reason Clover is such a happy and sweet child now, is because he got rid of all of his frustrations during that crying period.

Lionheart and Beechnut are his close friends but they also seem to be his harshest critics and toughest competitors, but Clover and Echo are almost as inseparable as Lionheart and Beechnut. Sometimes, unknowingly, the two older cubs tease him and play too roughly with him. Clover is not bitter, but it is something he hopes to change when he gets bigger. Clover now spends more time with his agemates then with his mother as he did when he was younger.

When Snowbird died, Clover took it rather hard, since he had developed a slight crush on her. The only thing that could console him was the ermine pelt he once gave her as a gift. With Clover being the midle child of the five cubs he is learning to become somewhat diplomatic. Playing hard and rough with Lionheart and Beechnut, but gentle and caring with Echo and Boldscout. He acts much like the big caring brother to the young cubs and the playful little brother of the older cubs.

Upon the recent discovery that he has step-siblings, Clover has been trying to spend more time with both Tendril and Survivor, however he seems to have more success with Tendril. He thinks she's beautiful. Clover was getting very excited about bonding with his first wolf. But when Mooncrier birthed her litter, there was no bonding for him to any of her pups. This experiance has only augmented his feelings and fear of being different.

Clover is still without a wolf-friend and no longer goes to the wolf dens to play as the wolves have sensed something odd about him and have become uncomfortable near him save Coldfur and Burrpelt. He no longer wears his cat-pendant since Lionheart suggested that maybe that troll-made cat pendant is scaring the wolves away. But he still treasures the pendant.

With the disappearance of Rock and Duskwater, Clover has taken it upon himself to take on the tribal duty of fisher. He knows he would never be a good provider as a hunter but he could provide as a fisher, and with the resident Elder Fisher gone, he was happy to fill the position.

Wolf-Friend