Post by Queenie on Oct 28, 2008 19:27:18 GMT -5
Name: Blackenedpaw//tuft
Gender: Tom
Age: 9 Moons
General Appearance: Blackenedpaw is already a rather large, long, and bulky tom, with a prominately long, bottle-brush tail. He is also long-legged, ending in large, snow-shoe like paws. He also has long whiskers, and a longer muzzles than usual. He could be a rather handsome tom, if he were only so graceful on his feet as one would suspect.
Pelt Color: Unlike his fellow Celestialclan cats, while his pelt may be long-furred and thick like the rest of them, his pelt is a prominate, Sunset orange color, with a spikey, black tuft of fur at the thick end of his tail, which gives him his name. Is it as if His pelt were fire, and it had singed his own tail. There are a few black, sooty spots on his coat, and a few beigey-white spots on his front legs, and throat.
Eye Color: Wide, lemon-yellow eyes.
Rank: Apprentice
Mentor/Apprentice: No mentor
Wanted Mentor/Apprentice: Anycat
History: Blackenedpaw has had a rather...active Apprenticeship. He, of course, was born in Celestialclan, but his mother died during his kithood. He was lucky to survive himself, born into a colder season than usual. His father was a great warrior; a cat known as Fallowheart, and who shared his odd coloring with his son.
After his troublesome kithood, Blackenedpaw was apprenticed to his own father;, and for a while his son seemed destined to follow in his father's great pawsteps as a warrior. If he had not gotten in with some of his more troublesome apprentices, Blackenedpaw may have remained pleased.
But all young cats boasted, and one night, Blackenedpaw spoke of more than he could swallow. He boasted, to a she-cat apprentice he particularly liked, that he would be able to take on a full-frown badger already. The only problem with his bet; the other apprentices wanted to prove it with a Badger that had moved into the edges of the territory.
The next day, he had left to take on the badger; needless to say, it was far out of the range of his expertise; immediately, the badger had clawed him, and the tom was having a problem moving. Fortunately for him, his father and mentor had followed him. Unfortunately, Fallowheart, too, was alone, and the badger took a good claw out of them before he was able to secret his son away.
Blackenedpaw survived with a few cuts to the side; painful, but sustainable. Fallowheart had lost his tail, a toe on his paw, and much too much blood to actually survive. Fallowheart died beside his son before the morning rose.
Ever since his father's death, Blackenedpaw has made no more bets, and almost seems frightened of his fellow apprentices. It is widely believed by the clans that he had simply be attacked by the ravaging badger; and he's afraid that his reckless folly is going to be found out.
Marks/Scars: He has a few claw marks on the left side of his pelt, they have since healed however, and been reclaimed by fur. You kinda have to squint to see them.
Gazer Potential~~~
~Spotter: 1
~Scripter: 1
~Seeker: 1
<3: Snowbirds
Jumping out of shallow branches into snowdrifts
Romping not-so-gracefully through the snow
Battle training
His lost family
</3: Being an orphan
Recklessness
Teasing
Snow frozen in his tail
Having to get out of his warm den on a really, really cold day.
Kin: Fallowheart (Father) Dovewing (Mother) Two unnamed kits (Siblings) - all are deceased.
Other: Blackenedpaw is very nervous around the medicine cat's den, as he has discovered, and believes all medical therapy will hurt and burn his skin, even if it does help. He is particularly good at battle training, and has a rather heavy step for a hunter.
Picture:
Song: You Don't Have to Say You're Sorry - Dusty Springfield
Gender: Tom
Age: 9 Moons
General Appearance: Blackenedpaw is already a rather large, long, and bulky tom, with a prominately long, bottle-brush tail. He is also long-legged, ending in large, snow-shoe like paws. He also has long whiskers, and a longer muzzles than usual. He could be a rather handsome tom, if he were only so graceful on his feet as one would suspect.
Pelt Color: Unlike his fellow Celestialclan cats, while his pelt may be long-furred and thick like the rest of them, his pelt is a prominate, Sunset orange color, with a spikey, black tuft of fur at the thick end of his tail, which gives him his name. Is it as if His pelt were fire, and it had singed his own tail. There are a few black, sooty spots on his coat, and a few beigey-white spots on his front legs, and throat.
Eye Color: Wide, lemon-yellow eyes.
Rank: Apprentice
Mentor/Apprentice: No mentor
Wanted Mentor/Apprentice: Anycat
History: Blackenedpaw has had a rather...active Apprenticeship. He, of course, was born in Celestialclan, but his mother died during his kithood. He was lucky to survive himself, born into a colder season than usual. His father was a great warrior; a cat known as Fallowheart, and who shared his odd coloring with his son.
After his troublesome kithood, Blackenedpaw was apprenticed to his own father;, and for a while his son seemed destined to follow in his father's great pawsteps as a warrior. If he had not gotten in with some of his more troublesome apprentices, Blackenedpaw may have remained pleased.
But all young cats boasted, and one night, Blackenedpaw spoke of more than he could swallow. He boasted, to a she-cat apprentice he particularly liked, that he would be able to take on a full-frown badger already. The only problem with his bet; the other apprentices wanted to prove it with a Badger that had moved into the edges of the territory.
The next day, he had left to take on the badger; needless to say, it was far out of the range of his expertise; immediately, the badger had clawed him, and the tom was having a problem moving. Fortunately for him, his father and mentor had followed him. Unfortunately, Fallowheart, too, was alone, and the badger took a good claw out of them before he was able to secret his son away.
Blackenedpaw survived with a few cuts to the side; painful, but sustainable. Fallowheart had lost his tail, a toe on his paw, and much too much blood to actually survive. Fallowheart died beside his son before the morning rose.
Ever since his father's death, Blackenedpaw has made no more bets, and almost seems frightened of his fellow apprentices. It is widely believed by the clans that he had simply be attacked by the ravaging badger; and he's afraid that his reckless folly is going to be found out.
Marks/Scars: He has a few claw marks on the left side of his pelt, they have since healed however, and been reclaimed by fur. You kinda have to squint to see them.
Gazer Potential~~~
~Spotter: 1
~Scripter: 1
~Seeker: 1
<3: Snowbirds
Jumping out of shallow branches into snowdrifts
Romping not-so-gracefully through the snow
Battle training
His lost family
</3: Being an orphan
Recklessness
Teasing
Snow frozen in his tail
Having to get out of his warm den on a really, really cold day.
Kin: Fallowheart (Father) Dovewing (Mother) Two unnamed kits (Siblings) - all are deceased.
Other: Blackenedpaw is very nervous around the medicine cat's den, as he has discovered, and believes all medical therapy will hurt and burn his skin, even if it does help. He is particularly good at battle training, and has a rather heavy step for a hunter.
Picture:
Song: You Don't Have to Say You're Sorry - Dusty Springfield
