FERALCLAW: tom, warrior Feb 18, 2013 21:30:33 GMT -5
Post by Silhouette on Feb 18, 2013 21:30:33 GMT -5
Age: Fourteen Moons
Desired Rank: Warrior
Age: Fourteen Moons
Desired Rank: Warrior
Sleek, lithe, and agile, Feralclaw could almost pass for a Riverclan cat. But, differing from the Riverclan norm, is his well lengthly body. His muscles show under his short fur when he pads around. Being a Windclan cat, Feralclaw is built for speed. He is slightly big for a tom, but is thin and sleek making him look not as big. He uses his body size to his advantage often, to pin cats down or not to be pinned down. His legs and tail are medium sized, though look small compared to his body. This often makes him look weird, but almost suites him. His head is slightly heart shaped, and he has large ears.
Ebony black fur covers his muscular figure from head to tail. He's completely black, except for one single mark: a white scar cuts across his shoulder. Which he received in a fight against a Shadowclan cat. His fur is short and for the most part kept clean of debrief. This makes his fur very shiny and adds to his sleek look. Because of this, often the moon light or sky reflects off his black fur, making his fur have a blue-ish gray tint. The only place his fur is longer is in his ears, which with hold big tufts of fur.
Feralclaw's eyes are the only thing on his body that with-hold color. The two orbs above his nose are a very bright color of golden amber. The color of the sun, just as bright, just as intense whether in the daylight or at the darkest hour in the night. They intensify his face, making is gaze look sharp and alert at all times.
Feralclaw is the type of cat who talks to everyone and isn't shy one bit. He's not afraid to talk to new cats and enjoys learning new things. He's friends with many cats in his clan and with cats in other clans. Yet those cats are a variety and mostly she-cats. Feralclaw tends to be flirtacious.
Feralclaw is a bit of a rebel, which is why he got the name feral. He doesn't usually follow all the rules in the book, or well, the least important ones. He doesn't have much of a problem letting the cranky elders eat after her or catching prey that runs onto another clan's land. After all, he did catch the prey. He gets a good thrill out of danger and isn't worried about dying or pain.
Feralclaw is majorly protective about the things he cares about, which is mostly his little sister. He would do anything to protect her and can be quite like a father figure to her. She is the only one that he actually acts like a grown-up around. Responsible, civil, wise.
Like a bolt of lightning, Feralclaw's anger can be very sudden and very quick. It's not a great idea to upset the tom. He doesn't get mad often, but if you do something to upset him you better watch out. He's a very powerful tom and has a nature ability for fighting. He had Windclan's speed also.
Feralkit was born into the world on a cold and snowy day. Windclan's land looked like a blanket of white was placed over it. Feralkit's mother was a beautiful gray she-cat by the name of Shimerstone, his father was a black tom by the name of Darkshadow. They were great parents and loved their kit. He was spoiled very much in the first few years of this life. His parents like to treat him like a little king. Bringing him food and not yelling at him when he did something wrong. This is how he found the personality he carries now. He still thinks himself as a king and thinks he can do whatever he wants and not get into trouble for it.Relatives:
As he grew larger he didn't grow any more mature. He loved goofing off and getting into trouble. Whats the worse they could do? It wasn't as if sneaking out or something would get him kicked out of Windclan. He found it as more of a game. See what he can get away with.
When he earned the name Feralpaw, he was happy for a new challenge for his little games. His mentor was a young warrior and a she-cat at that. Feralclaw couldn't help but flirt with her and mess around with her mind. Teasing her when she tried to be strict and yell at him. It was a horrible few moons she had to encounter. Feralclaw was was warned though, if he kept up the act he wouldn't become a warrior. Even though he acted like he didn't care, he was still a great fighter and hunter and didn't want to be an apprentice forever. He knew he would have to stop his act for a while.
In his apprenticeship his mother had another kit, a she-cat by the name of Sealkit. Feralpaw was a huge softy for his sister. He thought the little ball of gray fur was the cutest thing ever. He often visited and played with her. His parents treated her the same as they did him.
This personality changed a bit, he let his mentor have more power over him so she could actually teach him. Yet when it came to being away from cats who had power over him he was still a trouble maker. He often flirted with many of the other apprentices and sometimes even older she-cats. They mostly knew how he was and ignored him.
It wasn't long after the fourth moon of his apprenticeship that he was made into a warrior. He loved showing off his speed and how well he could catch a rabbit. He was a great warrior, well if his personally wasn't so rotten. Yet for some reason she-cats were attracted to him and he had tons of friends. I guess not being shy and talking to everyone was a plus.
His parents had died by then and he was left to take care of his young sister. She was so brave but very quiet. Feralclaw just wanted to protect her with his life.
My mother was Shimerstone.RP Sample:
My father was Darkshadow.
My sister is Sealpaw.
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