Post by Scarredpelt on Aug 15, 2008 17:04:34 GMT -5
Name: Scarredpelt
Age: 76 moons
Rank: Senior Warrior
Clan: HailClan
Physical Description: He has a pale yellow pelt that is borderline to white. He has darker, brownish-black tabby stripes that cover his body and make ring shapes down the length of his tail. His claws are black and he also has dark brown paws while his belly fur is white. He is very muscular and has broad shoulders (kind of like Tigerstar from the book series). His eyes are icy blue but fade to a light turquoise on the outer parts of the iris.
Personality: He is extremely serious and a tough teacher. He has little patience for the natural curiosity and foolishness of the apprentices and prefers the company of his fellow warriors. He is quick to act in self defense or to defend his clan if he feels that it is threatened either by words or claws. He has a soft spot for kits though and likes to watch them play and tell them stories or tell them how fortunate they are for having such watchful mothers. He also loathes the day that he will become an elder and prefers the thought of dieing in battle protecting his clan. He also never has thoughts of power for or about self gain, the only reason he wishes to be a powerful warrior is to protect his clan. One of the few things he cannot tolerate under any circumstances is a cat from another clan coming onto HailClan territory.
History: He is a natural clanborn warrior and is greatly dedicated to his clan. He had wandered out of the nursery at night when his eyes had just opened and had been snatched up by an owl when he sneaked out past the waterfall, which gave him the scars on his sides. He had only gotten free by biting the owls feet making it let go of him. He had actually asked his mother to rename him Scarredkit when he was out of the medicine cats den because he thought it would be impressive and always remind him of how he had saved himself from the owl because he didn't really notice his scars too much with his fur in the way. He had also been very serious for an apprentice, always wanting to prove he could protect the clan and had a natural nack for fighting. He had gotten the scar on his face on the first border patrol that he led, his patrol had run across a rouge. With his borderline obsession with protecting the clan he has also never had any time to think about having a mate. But even though he had never thought of choosing a mate, he had thought about what it would be like to be a father, hence why he acts so fatherly to all of the kits in the clan.
Role Play Example: Scarredpelt wandered around eventually finding himself at the Sun-burned Stones where he could easily find some prey to bring back to the clan. He had parted from the rest of his hunting group in hopes of finding a spot where the rest of them couldn't just pop in and scare off his prey. Though he knew that they knew better, there was an apprentice with them who didn't know him quite well. He could deal with kits, knowing how they were supposed to be playful, curious and restless, but apprentices were supposed to act more mature and grow up, learning from their superiors, like himself. He stopped those thoughts quickly as he heard the tiny scuffling sounds of a vole creeping out onto the stones. He lowered himself close to the ground and check the wind and noticed that it was blowing away from both him and the vole, then he begins to shift forward stealthfully, placing his paws carefully and silently so not to alert the vole of his presence. He quickly leaped upon the creature and snapped its neck with a swift bite. He then picks it up and carries it back to the tree line where he shifts some dirt and snow onto it so only he can find it when he has to collect his prey to bring back to his clan.
Other: He has four talon scars on his lower sides, three on the left and one on his right that start at his belly and up his sides. He also has a scar from the top left right of his face that goes between his eyes and across his nose to his lower left jaw.
Age: 76 moons
Rank: Senior Warrior
Clan: HailClan
Physical Description: He has a pale yellow pelt that is borderline to white. He has darker, brownish-black tabby stripes that cover his body and make ring shapes down the length of his tail. His claws are black and he also has dark brown paws while his belly fur is white. He is very muscular and has broad shoulders (kind of like Tigerstar from the book series). His eyes are icy blue but fade to a light turquoise on the outer parts of the iris.
Personality: He is extremely serious and a tough teacher. He has little patience for the natural curiosity and foolishness of the apprentices and prefers the company of his fellow warriors. He is quick to act in self defense or to defend his clan if he feels that it is threatened either by words or claws. He has a soft spot for kits though and likes to watch them play and tell them stories or tell them how fortunate they are for having such watchful mothers. He also loathes the day that he will become an elder and prefers the thought of dieing in battle protecting his clan. He also never has thoughts of power for or about self gain, the only reason he wishes to be a powerful warrior is to protect his clan. One of the few things he cannot tolerate under any circumstances is a cat from another clan coming onto HailClan territory.
History: He is a natural clanborn warrior and is greatly dedicated to his clan. He had wandered out of the nursery at night when his eyes had just opened and had been snatched up by an owl when he sneaked out past the waterfall, which gave him the scars on his sides. He had only gotten free by biting the owls feet making it let go of him. He had actually asked his mother to rename him Scarredkit when he was out of the medicine cats den because he thought it would be impressive and always remind him of how he had saved himself from the owl because he didn't really notice his scars too much with his fur in the way. He had also been very serious for an apprentice, always wanting to prove he could protect the clan and had a natural nack for fighting. He had gotten the scar on his face on the first border patrol that he led, his patrol had run across a rouge. With his borderline obsession with protecting the clan he has also never had any time to think about having a mate. But even though he had never thought of choosing a mate, he had thought about what it would be like to be a father, hence why he acts so fatherly to all of the kits in the clan.
Role Play Example: Scarredpelt wandered around eventually finding himself at the Sun-burned Stones where he could easily find some prey to bring back to the clan. He had parted from the rest of his hunting group in hopes of finding a spot where the rest of them couldn't just pop in and scare off his prey. Though he knew that they knew better, there was an apprentice with them who didn't know him quite well. He could deal with kits, knowing how they were supposed to be playful, curious and restless, but apprentices were supposed to act more mature and grow up, learning from their superiors, like himself. He stopped those thoughts quickly as he heard the tiny scuffling sounds of a vole creeping out onto the stones. He lowered himself close to the ground and check the wind and noticed that it was blowing away from both him and the vole, then he begins to shift forward stealthfully, placing his paws carefully and silently so not to alert the vole of his presence. He quickly leaped upon the creature and snapped its neck with a swift bite. He then picks it up and carries it back to the tree line where he shifts some dirt and snow onto it so only he can find it when he has to collect his prey to bring back to his clan.
Other: He has four talon scars on his lower sides, three on the left and one on his right that start at his belly and up his sides. He also has a scar from the top left right of his face that goes between his eyes and across his nose to his lower left jaw.