Post by shadowclaw on Aug 1, 2010 19:50:14 GMT -8
WHAT IS YOUR NAME?
Shadowpaw[/sub]
WHAT GENDER ARE YOU?
Tom[/sub]
HOW OLD ARE YOU?
6 1/2 Moons[/sub]
WHAT CLAN ARE YOU LOYAL TO?
Thunderclan[/sub]
WHAT IS YOUR RANK?
Apprentice[/sub]
WHAT DO YOU LOOK LIKE?
A young black cat with with icy blue eyes[/sub]
CAN YOU GO INTO MORE DETAIL PLEASE
His main breed is a Tabby cat, meaning he's got a lean muscular like build about him. Yet, for his young age, he's taller than most and lighter. He's got a bit more of a define and royal looking face due to the fact that he's also got a mix of Turkish Angoran ancestory.[/sub]
His mix of medium and short hair help him to be more blended to the nightlife, better fit for stalking ot the shadows. His long thin tail is edged along teh bottom with messy longer hair. Along his chest and insides of his ears little tufts of hair are growing slightly longer than on the rest of hsi body, making him look almost like a young black lion in some poses. His bony toes hold long sharp claws that rarely retract due to his high levels of unnerving tension. They curve sharply to a point that's much more dagger-like than most cats his age.
With wide icy blue eyes, rimmed with a aqua green, it's almost impossible to see that he's half blind in his right eye - helping him to keep his secret hidden well. His long snout ends in a deep, almost black, rusty brown nose. His whiskers almost invisible like the rest of his body under a shadow.
Oh his right front foot, the farthest toe over is shaded with a pure white glaze over it, making it the only light colored part of his body other than the blue eyes on his face.
WHAT ARE YOU LIKE?
Naturally, both sides of the gene for his heritage are very gentle and caring towards others, except he seems to have an edge about life. He doesn't seem to have that gentle and caring disposition unless it's with somebody especially close to him. But even then he may get a little sharp tongued towards them from time and again.[/sub]
He's got a very straightforward, "This is my plan of action" about him. Shadowpaw seems to think that his way is always right and always finds a way to argue his point unless completely proven wrong. He's got a very argumentive attitude to his personality, there's always something to either complain or growl about.
But all in all, he's not a very talkative cat, keeps well to himself if at all possible, but is friendly to others when he has be. To a certain point anyways. Shadowpaw is mostly tart-tongued towards any other cat, whether it be his mentor, a sibling, or even the leader.
Shadowpaw is a very unsure cat when it comes to trusting other felines and even his own abilities. Having an eye half smudged out in partial blindness and trying to keep everybody from finding out makes him doubt that he can do it. So he tries as hard as he can to make it seem like he's normal, just like any other apprentice or cat in the clan. He trains hard by himself at times and begins to try and live with the disadvantages that his eye brings. His only fear is that it will get worse to the point where he can't see a thing out of that eye. That or becoming a medicine cat...
Being a very loyal cat, he's done well despite him just starting out in his training to cover up his disability and problems and work hard to be a great fighter and hunter for the clan. He'd risk his life to save and protect Thunderclan from any other cat or creature.
Referring to the betrayel of starclan by his leader, Shadowpaw is pretty oblivious to what is happening around him. He's beginning to pick up on conversations though and doesn' t like the sounds of things.
YOUR FAMILY TREE
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Mother: MorningMoon
Deep Beautiful black Turkish Angoran female with deep green eyes and white streaks along her muzzle and the same toe marking as Shadowpaw
Father: Nightstripe
Deep gray and black striped Tabby tom, black covering most of his pelt with bright blue eyes.
Siblings:
Millkit(dead by greencough)
Feirkit(dead by greencough)
SHOW ME WHAT YOU GOT
Well, I'm unsure of what I should write.... But I guess I can just give it a go. This probably wont' be very good since I've never actually tried writing a seperate warriors scene before...[/sub]
Keeping close to my mentor’s heels as we crossed thought the old forest path, I kept my eyes placed down at the many imprinted paw markings of the pathway, it seeming to have smoothed it over after so many years of travel.
Despite the calm, matured expression across my face, I was jittery with excitement and horror. So many cats in one area, it was almost unbelievable. Stopping for a moment of calm, the leader ath the head of the group listened and scented. We were the last ones to show up for this Gathering. With a flick of Sabrestar’s long tail, the group slithered soundlessly into the clearing, acting as if it was just fine for us to be a tad late. The moment we’d set foot into the flattened clearing, the four clans scents had washed over me like a foxes sharp and strong smell, knocking me backwards mentally. There was so many different individual smells that it caused the fur along my neck to stand on end in momentary fear.
Deciding to wander off just a little bit to look around, I began to search through all of the many cats. ‘Perhaps I should get to know a couple of cats, get insights on their clan life and see how different it was from Thunderclan’s’, I thought blankly to myself, only a slight bit curious.
As my eyes scoured the countless numbers of cats harboring in this clearing for this one night, my sight fell point blank on one. Fine features turned surprised, awe struck at the beautiful pure white female that sat over on the other side of the sea of cats.
With legs growing wobbly and weak, belly churning uncomfortably, my mind went blank. All I felt was that feeling that rushes over your body in a river of tingles, the imbalance that tips your insides out and around. It’s so scary this emotion, the little details that come with it. It makes you feel like you’ve just chewed a fresh batch of catnip, causing you to grip your claws deep into the ground just to hang tightly to the Earth in fear of flying away.
Blinking my icy eyes closed to release the gripping image before me, I stumbled backwards, awkwardly trying to stand upright again and make myself look decent. Glancing once more in her direction, I turned sharply, growling angrily under my hot breath. I made my way quickly and quietly through the many cats of the clearing to my mentor, trying to ignore the fact that I’d just fallen head over heels for a cat not from my own clan. It was sickening to think about such a betrayal to my clan.
My long legs shifted into a sitting position, my tail curling neatly around my legs as I looked up at the start of the ceremony, the four leaders jumping up onto their own places on the giant rocks.
‘My first Clan Gathering and this is what happens. I should be asham-’ My own thoughts of anger towards myself were cut off at the yowl of one of the leaders as they started to speak news of their clan, all eyes on that one cat.
