Post by Brackentail on Jan 12, 2008 23:02:13 GMT -5
Name: Blackfrost
Age: Seventeen moons.
Rank: Warrior.
Clan: HailClan.
Physical Description: Blackfrost is a black tom. He has a pure-white dash on his chest, shaped like a crescent moon. His black fur is longer than normal, and it sheds a lot. His eyes are a bright, shining blue. His blue eyes pierce through another cat�s eyes, and often intimidate others. He has very dark gray paws; the fur on the paws fades into the black fur. His underbelly fur is also dark gray. The tip of his tail is the same gray. Blackfrost�s tail is shorter than normal tails. He is often teased about his short tail.
Personality: Blackfrost has a slightly mixed personality. He is a very secretive cat. He keeps things to himself, and doesn�t enjoy talking to other cats. He is slightly anti-social and doesn�t like crowded areas. You often find him sitting alone in the warriors� den. Blackfrost doesn�t like many things. He doesn�t talk to others unless he is spoken to or if he really wants to say something.
Blackfrost may seem anti-social 24/7, but when he gets really close to someone, he can�t keep any of his thoughts to himself. If he really trusts someone, and enjoys being around them, he�ll say anything to them. He tells them all his secrets, and anything else he can think of saying. This makes him very vulnerable most of the time. But he manages to handle the difficult things that happen through friendships. He is very understanding of most situations, and can easily give someone advice on almost anything.
History: Summary -- Blackfrost had a pretty tough life. His father left him and his sister, and he grew up with his mother. His sister died in a fire when Blackfrost was just four moons old. As he grew up, Blackfrost didn�t make many friends. In fact, he was lucky if anybody talked to him. He doesn�t like talking to others most of the time. Without friends, Blackfrost grew up to be an anti-social cat.
Blackkit: As a kit, Blackfrost grew up with his mother and sister. Blackfrost enjoyed spending time with his sister, but never liked talking to his mother. His sister was his best friend. Blackfrost never got along with his mother well.
Blackpaw: When Blackfrost was an apprentice, he often messed up on his missions and training. He often got in trouble with his mentor for sleeping in too late and missing a few hours of training.
Blackpaw had a hard time getting through his training. Since he didn�t talk very much, he didn�t meet many of the other apprentices. Blackfrost didn�t make any friends during his apprenticeship. Because he didn�t make friends, he grew up to be anti-social. Eventually, he took his apprentice assessment. It took him a long time, but he finally passed and earned his warrior name.
Blackfrost: Blackfrost became a warrior at twelve moons. Not much has happened since he became a warrior. He still hasn�t really made any friends. He has met a few more cats, but never made friends. However, he does seem to get along with the leader and deputy fairly well.
When Blackfrost turned fourteen moons old, he got into a fight with a rogue. He ended up losing, and the rogue ran away. But before the rogue ran, she left a large slash-shaped scar on Blackfrost�s back. This scar stands out, and it is often stared at.
Role Play Example: Shadows engulfed the forest as Blackfrost stalked a small brown mouse. His fur was just barely touching the ground as he crept forward. When he was a tail-length away, Blackfrost prepared to leap at his prey. But at that moment, he heard a bush rustle behind him and jumped, startled. He looked away from his prey, searching for whatever made the bush rustle. After a moment, he saw a glint of light inside the bush -- an eye was staring at him. He looked back at it for a couple of moments.
Just then, Blackfrost felt a drop of rain fall on his fur. They started falling faster, and Blackfrost looked up to the sky. It was starting to rain pretty hard. He looked back at the bush, but the eye was gone. He frowned, and then shrugged. As he shrugged, he realized that he had lost his prey. He muttered under his breath, and started to head back to camp, his gray-tipped tail hanging down in exhaustion.
Other: None.
Age: Seventeen moons.
Rank: Warrior.
Clan: HailClan.
Physical Description: Blackfrost is a black tom. He has a pure-white dash on his chest, shaped like a crescent moon. His black fur is longer than normal, and it sheds a lot. His eyes are a bright, shining blue. His blue eyes pierce through another cat�s eyes, and often intimidate others. He has very dark gray paws; the fur on the paws fades into the black fur. His underbelly fur is also dark gray. The tip of his tail is the same gray. Blackfrost�s tail is shorter than normal tails. He is often teased about his short tail.
Personality: Blackfrost has a slightly mixed personality. He is a very secretive cat. He keeps things to himself, and doesn�t enjoy talking to other cats. He is slightly anti-social and doesn�t like crowded areas. You often find him sitting alone in the warriors� den. Blackfrost doesn�t like many things. He doesn�t talk to others unless he is spoken to or if he really wants to say something.
Blackfrost may seem anti-social 24/7, but when he gets really close to someone, he can�t keep any of his thoughts to himself. If he really trusts someone, and enjoys being around them, he�ll say anything to them. He tells them all his secrets, and anything else he can think of saying. This makes him very vulnerable most of the time. But he manages to handle the difficult things that happen through friendships. He is very understanding of most situations, and can easily give someone advice on almost anything.
History: Summary -- Blackfrost had a pretty tough life. His father left him and his sister, and he grew up with his mother. His sister died in a fire when Blackfrost was just four moons old. As he grew up, Blackfrost didn�t make many friends. In fact, he was lucky if anybody talked to him. He doesn�t like talking to others most of the time. Without friends, Blackfrost grew up to be an anti-social cat.
Blackkit: As a kit, Blackfrost grew up with his mother and sister. Blackfrost enjoyed spending time with his sister, but never liked talking to his mother. His sister was his best friend. Blackfrost never got along with his mother well.
Blackpaw: When Blackfrost was an apprentice, he often messed up on his missions and training. He often got in trouble with his mentor for sleeping in too late and missing a few hours of training.
Blackpaw had a hard time getting through his training. Since he didn�t talk very much, he didn�t meet many of the other apprentices. Blackfrost didn�t make any friends during his apprenticeship. Because he didn�t make friends, he grew up to be anti-social. Eventually, he took his apprentice assessment. It took him a long time, but he finally passed and earned his warrior name.
Blackfrost: Blackfrost became a warrior at twelve moons. Not much has happened since he became a warrior. He still hasn�t really made any friends. He has met a few more cats, but never made friends. However, he does seem to get along with the leader and deputy fairly well.
When Blackfrost turned fourteen moons old, he got into a fight with a rogue. He ended up losing, and the rogue ran away. But before the rogue ran, she left a large slash-shaped scar on Blackfrost�s back. This scar stands out, and it is often stared at.
Role Play Example: Shadows engulfed the forest as Blackfrost stalked a small brown mouse. His fur was just barely touching the ground as he crept forward. When he was a tail-length away, Blackfrost prepared to leap at his prey. But at that moment, he heard a bush rustle behind him and jumped, startled. He looked away from his prey, searching for whatever made the bush rustle. After a moment, he saw a glint of light inside the bush -- an eye was staring at him. He looked back at it for a couple of moments.
Just then, Blackfrost felt a drop of rain fall on his fur. They started falling faster, and Blackfrost looked up to the sky. It was starting to rain pretty hard. He looked back at the bush, but the eye was gone. He frowned, and then shrugged. As he shrugged, he realized that he had lost his prey. He muttered under his breath, and started to head back to camp, his gray-tipped tail hanging down in exhaustion.
Other: None.
