Post by darkcloud on Nov 15, 2009 19:27:13 GMT -8
Name: Darkcloud
Clan: Shadowclan
Age: 3 years
Gender: Male
Position: Warrior
Short Description: Black Tom with blue eyes.
Description:
Clan: Shadowclan
Age: 3 years
Gender: Male
Position: Warrior
Short Description: Black Tom with blue eyes.
Description:
Darkcloud is a skinny, long legged jet black Tom. His eyes are a dark blue yet look brighter against his dark fur. He has medium length claws and paws. His whiskers are short and skinny in size. He has a long tail. His fur is short, in length. And he has a scar, where no fur grows, in the shape of a crescent moon.Attitude:
Darkcloud is a friendly cat. He tends to be quiet but when he speaks he is witty. Darkcloud hopes for the best for his Clan. And he tries to do what's best for it. He is more giving, making sure every cat in the Clan is fed before feeding himself. He isn't the best at hunting but never gives up. Though he is a great fighter he uses that as a last resort. He is a strong believer in StarClan and is close to his warrior ancestors.History:
As a kit Darkkit was lonely.He spent time with the elders and enjoyed stories about StarClan. From then on he had dreamed of becoming a medicine cat, seeing that becoming one would bring him closer to StarClan. But days before his apprenticeship he had a dream showing him that he is needed to help protect his Clan and that being closer to StarClan wouldn't change if he became a warrior. The crescent moon scar is proof to show that and to remind him that he is close to StarClan, no matter what. As an apprentice Darkpaw fought to become an outstanding apprentice.RP Example:
Moonlight barely shined through the trees. The wind echoed through hallowed tree stumps making a ghostly moaning sound. Darkcloud dug his claws into the ground. His dark blue eyes widen. And his ears lowered to his head. No stars shined. The moon was covered by clouds. Everything was dark yet he knew someone was around. "S-Show yourself." Darkcloud nearly yelled. He bared his teeth then arched his back. The black fur standing, making him look bigger. Suddenly a laugh broke the silence. Darkcloud forced himself to not run away. Then a red-orange coat ran toward the camp. Darkcloud's heart droped. He knew who it was. And he hoped that she was gone for good. But she wasn't and now he had to face his blood-thirsty sister.Password: Pick Yer Cat
