Dartainan - Mora

Name: Dartainan Grey

Nickname: Dart

Age: 22 years | 22

Gender: Male

Sexual Orientation: Straight

Occupation: Bouncer

Appearance: Dartainan is tall, he stands to be 6’2. He has dark hair like the night sky. Bright blue eyes are keen and sharp when it comes to taking in his surroundings. His shoulders are broad and toned as well as the rest of his body. In his mora form, he is a tiger striped tabby. Black and silver colors cover his body. The same bright eyes shine as in his human form. Even in animal form he is a little bigger than normal, as just as well toned.

Human Photo:


Race: Mora

Rank Requested: Maston

Specialization: Shifts into a silver and black tabby

Primal Form Photo:



Height: 6’2in | 13in

Weight: 190lbs | 10lbs

Eye Color: Blue

Hair Color: Black | Black and Silver

Identifying Marks: Scar just above his right eye | Scar

Face Claim: Matt Lanter

Personality: Dartainan has many moods, just like others. He has his bad days and good days, depending on what side of the bed he wakes up on will decide his mood for the day. Although for the most part Dartainan is a pretty laid back and clam guy. Its hard to make him angry, but once he is hell might as well had broke loose. Dartainan keeps things to himself, he hates to bother others with his personal problems. His feelings are secrets to him and he likes it that way. If something or someone is bothering him he tends to keep it to him. When he is happy though, he smiles from ear to ear. His job is the only thing that he actually enjoys, being a bouncer is the one thing he loves to do. Dartainan has a party side as well, which is where his bouncer job comes in handy. He loves to dance and be at the club, and his cat like reflexes help him to be nimble on the dance floor. But all in all Dartainan has a very calm and collected personality. Being one for humor, good times, and lots of fun.

Likes:
*Spending time alone
*Chasing mice
*Basking in the sun
*Long walks in the moonlight
*His job as a bouncer

Dislikes:
*Being in a large crowd
*lots of attention pointed at him
*Drama starters
*Being to hot
*People that ask to many questions.

Habits: Dartainan is a man of simple things, he loves the simple life he has. With this simple life comes simple things, he has few hobbies and likes it that way. But the few hobbies he has are quite small. He loves to take moonlit walks on the oceans beaches, as the waves lap at this feet. Watching the moonlight dancing on the waves as it spotlights the Earth. Maybe picking up a few shells as he walks along the cool sand. Another hobby of his is spending time alone. Dartainan loves to be on his own most of the time, being able to get away and think out loud or within his own mind. Walking through the woods helps him clear his head, or drinking; although it is a last alternative. Dartainan loves to keep his skills at the top of their ability, so chasing mice for fun is another hobby he loves. Being able to get at full speed and stretch out his limbs in full stride helps him stay in shape and limber. Keeping his muscles in shape makes him feel better at the end of the day. Lastly he loves to sunbathe, letting the warm rays of the star heat his fur. Flipping sides should one get too hot, laying in one spot in a meadow every time.

History: It was many years ago, on a night with no moon and stars where the only light. Two cats slipped into the night and into a house, changing back to their human forms; the woman was pregnant. Going straight to the bed she laid down to get of her feet, her ears laid back as her breathing began to labor. Tail flicking in slight pain as her stomach tightened and loosened. “Tom, dear, I think I am beginning to go into labor”,she panted and looked to her husband. Who nodded and shifted to his cat form and ran from the house to fetch the doctor down the street. Within the next couple of minutes two men walked through the door of the small house. Walking back to the woman the doctor spoke,”where does it hurt and how bad?” She took a deep breath and run her hand over her lower stomach,”my lower stomach and its about a nine of a pain scale.” The doctor nodded, and began his word to get ready for the baby to be delivered.

A few hours later the woman was holding her newborn child. Her eyes filled with love as the small child wiggled in her arms, his tiny ears flicking back and forth. His eyes rolled around in his head before opening and looking to the figure of his mother. Something like a grin crossed his face before closing his eyes again to sleep on her chest. The doctor had left and given them instructions and a number to call should they have problems. That night was his first night out of the womb and so far it was wonderful.


Many months came and gone. The boy named Dartainan was growing to be healthy and strong. Home schooled and not really allowed to go out of the house, he was slightly socially awkward when it came to being in public. The friends he did have were all over the Xbox, those who he talked through a headset with. He played the Xbox almost everyday after finishing all the school work he was given for that day. Sometimes he would sit down and finish that weeks worth of work within two or three days. His mother and father loved him dearly, he returned the love; by loving them more so.

Now at the age of 13, the boy stood at a funeral site. Many people crowded and mourned for the lost couple, patting him on the back or whispering they were sorry. Sorry wasn’t going to bring them back, Dartainan knew that. Now his fear would be where would he go? What was he to do now? The only two people he had evey truly loved are gone, and for what? All because a big truck couldn’t stop on a dime? Of course it was an everyday thing that people, or well, stray cats, died. But his parents? Why couldn’t a truck driver cared just this once, to stop before hitting the strays that were his parents. He would never know. As the sky began to darken, and the clouds began to let loose their own tears. Dartainan got into a black car and was driven to the next orphanage. He was dropped off with only one suitcase full of clothes he had packed himself, trying to fit as many clothes into as he could. One picture of his parents and a note his mother had written him to cheer him up when he was down. Nobody knew about either.


The day had finally come. Someone actually wanted him. Someone actually cared enough to break him out of his prison. Ever since the day of his parents death Dartainan had kept away from others and stayed silent. Keeping his heart guarded and his mouth shut. For losing another person that he just might have came close to would have been his last straw. Finally, now he was to be put back into a real home. Where there was a warm bed, instead of a cold twin size mattress that he retired to every night. A woman to call mom, instead of a woman that just tossed angered words at him. Possibly a father to teach him how to act and present himself. He could lie to other kids and say he wasn’t excited about leaving, but he couldn’t lie to himself and say he wasn’t when he was so ready to leave that hell hole. Now his things are in the trunk of a car and he sat in the back seat, watching the building he had been in for so long disappear into the skyline.

In his new him, Dartainan had gotten into his new routine. Keeping his true self hidden, tail tucked in his pants leg and his cat ears pinned down to his head, wearing a hat or beenie all the time. Everything was going smooth, until a couple months later. When his new father had gotten drunk and violent. Hitting on him and his new mother, Dartainan tried to stop him and begged him to only hit him instead of his mom. It didn’t take long for him to not like his new father anymore, always having to stand up to him and the constant fighting. He thought his old home was bad, this topped off everything. Finally one day Dartainan had had enough and packed his things.

That night he opened his window and threw his things out first, slipping out behind it. Pulling his beenie down he slipped into the night and ran away, smiling slyly as he heard the mans yelling and poundings of the walls in anger. Dartainan ran, he didn’t know where he was going to go; he just knew it would be hard in the future. He would have to defend himself and do for himself now. Everything changed now.

Father: Unknown | Status: Dead

Mother: Unknown | Status: Dead

Siblings: Unknown | Status: Dead

Spouse/Mate: N/A

Offspring: N/A

Pets: N/A

Other Important People: Step Mother | Status: Unknown

Joining Keys: Keys have been torn away. -Ze Tigress

Done, please let me know if I have missed something.

Okay, I have done want I was asked of.

I fixed it