Post by {S}tormy {N}ight on Aug 6, 2008 10:57:36 GMT -5
Name;; Tornadoclaw
Age;; 33 moons
Gender;; Male
Rank;; Warrior
Clan;; EmeraldClan
Description;; Different shades of gray, formed in circle like patches dapple this male cat's short haired pelt. He was a mix of calico and a russian blue. Amber eyes would gaze upon any living organism with a hard, uncaring gaze. His tail was abnormally long, a tail length and a half to be exact. He was missing one of his front canine teeth. One of his most peculiar features was the X shaped scar on his shoulder that was obtain during a battle. Limbs were long and designed to run. Sleek form would speed through the terra, kicking up dust as he went.
Personality;; Tornadoclaw is mostly uncaring for others and every few earn her respect or friendship. He has a mean bark and a bad bite so watch out. His temper is extremely short so he does not do well with kits. Apprentices are different though, if he was to mentor one, well let's just say the apprentice would have a very strict mentor. Very rarely will he open up to others. More of the fighting type he is, it exhilarates her.
History;;
::Kithood::
Born into a litter of five, he was the strongest of the bunch. Always play fighting with his siblings he was. One time Tornadowkit wandered out of camp and found an 'old' badger set. The gray kit was hit on his head, creating a large bump that was later treated at the Medicine cat's den. He had learned his lesson, do not wander out of camp.
::Apprenticeship::
Apprentice to Treebark, Tornadopaw trained hard for six long moons working on his hunting and fighting skills. It all finally paid off when he helped fight off some badgers. He obtained the X shaped scar from his brawl with one of the badgers. A few days, after most of his scratches and wounds had healed. The clan leader called a meeting where Tornadowpaw was made a warrior, along with a couple of his den mates. Name now Tornadoclaw he sat his vigil a long with the rest of the new made warriors.
::Warriorhood::
Five moons past his vigil he was given an apprentice. He trained him well, teaching him all he knew. Soon his apprentice became a warrior.
Roleplay Example;; Sleek gray pelt darted across the prairie, kicking up small amounts of dust and dirt as he went. Long tail trailed behind him, helping him keep his balance while running. Tornadoclaw skidded to a halt and lifted his muzzled toward the heavens above, taking in the scents around him. The smell of rabbit was carried on the wind, immediately the he cat assumed the position of a hunt crouch. Ears were perked forward, trying to pick up any sounds. A small rabbit was only a few fox lengths away nibbling on some grass, completely unaware of it's stalker's presence. Tornadoclaw crept forward stealthily, paw step by paw step he creeped. Now only a few tail lengths away the tom got ready to pounce. The rabbit dropped its food and stopped what it was doing, large ears stood straight as it sniffed the air. Eyes became large as it realized the danger it was in. It darted out of the way, hopping away. A frustrated snarl emitted from the tom cat's voice box. "Foxdung." He spat.
Secret Word;; True
((I ran outta ideas when I hit his warriorship XP))
Age;; 33 moons
Gender;; Male
Rank;; Warrior
Clan;; EmeraldClan
Description;; Different shades of gray, formed in circle like patches dapple this male cat's short haired pelt. He was a mix of calico and a russian blue. Amber eyes would gaze upon any living organism with a hard, uncaring gaze. His tail was abnormally long, a tail length and a half to be exact. He was missing one of his front canine teeth. One of his most peculiar features was the X shaped scar on his shoulder that was obtain during a battle. Limbs were long and designed to run. Sleek form would speed through the terra, kicking up dust as he went.
Personality;; Tornadoclaw is mostly uncaring for others and every few earn her respect or friendship. He has a mean bark and a bad bite so watch out. His temper is extremely short so he does not do well with kits. Apprentices are different though, if he was to mentor one, well let's just say the apprentice would have a very strict mentor. Very rarely will he open up to others. More of the fighting type he is, it exhilarates her.
History;;
::Kithood::
Born into a litter of five, he was the strongest of the bunch. Always play fighting with his siblings he was. One time Tornadowkit wandered out of camp and found an 'old' badger set. The gray kit was hit on his head, creating a large bump that was later treated at the Medicine cat's den. He had learned his lesson, do not wander out of camp.
::Apprenticeship::
Apprentice to Treebark, Tornadopaw trained hard for six long moons working on his hunting and fighting skills. It all finally paid off when he helped fight off some badgers. He obtained the X shaped scar from his brawl with one of the badgers. A few days, after most of his scratches and wounds had healed. The clan leader called a meeting where Tornadowpaw was made a warrior, along with a couple of his den mates. Name now Tornadoclaw he sat his vigil a long with the rest of the new made warriors.
::Warriorhood::
Five moons past his vigil he was given an apprentice. He trained him well, teaching him all he knew. Soon his apprentice became a warrior.
Roleplay Example;; Sleek gray pelt darted across the prairie, kicking up small amounts of dust and dirt as he went. Long tail trailed behind him, helping him keep his balance while running. Tornadoclaw skidded to a halt and lifted his muzzled toward the heavens above, taking in the scents around him. The smell of rabbit was carried on the wind, immediately the he cat assumed the position of a hunt crouch. Ears were perked forward, trying to pick up any sounds. A small rabbit was only a few fox lengths away nibbling on some grass, completely unaware of it's stalker's presence. Tornadoclaw crept forward stealthily, paw step by paw step he creeped. Now only a few tail lengths away the tom got ready to pounce. The rabbit dropped its food and stopped what it was doing, large ears stood straight as it sniffed the air. Eyes became large as it realized the danger it was in. It darted out of the way, hopping away. A frustrated snarl emitted from the tom cat's voice box. "Foxdung." He spat.
Secret Word;; True
((I ran outta ideas when I hit his warriorship XP))
