Stripes - leave you dead in ditches

[Hardy]

! Stripes

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"You can get much farther with a kind word and a gun than you can with a kind word alone."[/font][/center]

name:

Stripes

gender:

Tom

age:

23 Moons

rank:

Rogue

clan:

None

beliefs:

Stripes himself is unsure of his own belief. The main part of his life did not require him to have a belief in something, so he never thought of it before. Whenever he was freed from his past life, however, he found Tobias, who told him about the Clan's own belief in their starry protectors known as StarClan. Stripes can't say he has Tobias' lack of belief in them, but can't say he does believe in StarClan either. Stripes doesn't believe that StarClan, or anything for that matter, is watching other the cats of the world, protecting them from harm. If there were, Tobias and Stripes would of had a different life. He considers the fact that, out there, somewhere, there could be something watching over the cats of the Clans, or that a cat's soul just wanders the land as time slowly goes by, or that you simply stop existing. The answer to what happens when a cat dies is not something Stripes just has to know, and is happy to wait until death to learn of what happens.

parents:

Smoke [mother; NP] & Unknown Father

siblings:

Two Un-named Brothers [ deceased ], Blackie [sister; NP]

other kin:

Unknown.

mate:

None yet.

crush:

None yet.

kits:

None yet.

apprentice:

None.

appearance:

Stripes' most striking feature is his size, being larger than most cats from the muscle he has gained during his lifetime. His muscles create a bulky look, but most of it is hidden by his fur. His muscles come from the almost a year's worth of steroids his Master fed him and the harsh fighting, but they are slowly wearing away from lack of use. Stripes' bulk is quite intimidating to most cats, added with the scars from the war that his first part of his life was can send some cats fleeing, and with good reason. You should judge this book by its cover.

Browns and grays make up Stripes' pelt. His large paws are a dirty white from claw to heel. His legs are stout and short, decorated with a background of dirty white--almost gray--color with pale brown patches, with dark brown stripes blending into the mix about midway up his leg. His underbelly is a light brown/white mix, fading into his main coat color. Stripes' pelt is full of broken stripes, starting at his face and turning into spot-like stripes at his rump. Throughout the brindle pattern is a mix of gray and brown. His muzzle, like his paws, are a dirty white, matching his whiskers.

Stripes' eyes are a the color of a pine tree's needles, and are just as sharp. The green color seems to always have a shadow over them, darkening his gaze and making it look like he is always glaring at something. Stripes' eyes lack the emotion most cats have in them, showing only a the cruel depths of a true predator.

personality:

Stripes is a strong-willed cat, stubbornly clinging to what he believes in. Once he gets his mind onto something, he'll try and pursue it, no matter what anyone says. If Stripes can get away with doing something, too, then he'll do it. He has a hard time knowing when to back down and when he's beat, but when you take in the fact asking questions later is something Stripes lives by, you wouldn't be surprised. Thinking isn't a strong point of his, so he doesn't do it and just acts. He quickly assumes things and rushes headfirst into everything and ends up having to fight out of the mess he has made for himself (and Tobias). Don't expect him to rush blindly into doing the right thing, because the two things Stripes only cares about right now is Tobias and himself. No other cat (save Tobias) even gave him a second thought, so Stripes sees no reason to give them a second thought. He thinks even lower of she-cats, due to the lack of them in the fighting ring. He thinks that they are too soft to fight and can barely survive on their own, but that doesn't mean he's going to pity one or anything. Of course, you'd half to get to know Stripes pretty well to learn that he's not the sharpest tool in the shed. His life was limited to fighting, so there wasn't any need to know anything else but fighting. Recent times have forced him to learn more, but compared to other cats Stripes isn't that smart. His ignorance shouldn't be mistaken for stupidity, however, because Stripes has the possibility of becoming a genius, but sees no reason to dwell on things that aren't important in life.

skills:

Stripes is a cat that can give even the greatest of Clan fighters a run for their money. All he has done in his life is eat and fight, and latter even more than the former. He's a powerful cat, too, and can take a beating and still be able to fight back. On pure power he's hard to beat, but you can easily outsmart him with confusing battle plans and out-move him. All that muscles slows Stripes down; his fighting style depending on heavy blows and being able to take blows, meaning Stripes isn't as fast as most cats are. Stripes has a hard time hunting, due to the lack of it during his younger days and lack of planning and speed. He can get enough to get by, but he sometimes goes without food for weeks.

history:

Stripes' fate was sealed when his mother gave birth to him and his three other siblings. Because he was a tom, he would grow up nameless for the rest of his life. His sister got a name, however, but that's only because she-cats weren't used in fighting; The Up-walkers saw them too soft for it. After about two moons, Up-walkers came and took Stripes and his two brothers from their mother to never be seen again. The Up-walker that took him began to train him to fight and kill, ready to tear out the throat of any cat. The Up-walker became what the cats called a "Master", a Up-walker that took care of you, and taught you everything you knew.

At four moons old, Stripes was in his first real cat fight. He was one of those lucky ones who survived their first fight, and began to train even harder. Every fight that he won he was rewarded with raw meat to eat and the sweet praise that every day craves from their Master. Battles got harder and harder, but Stripes was able to survive these battles to the death.

Six moons into the underground cat fighting life, Stripes met a cat by the name of Tobias. Tobias was the one who (unknowingly) named Stripes, and the two formed a small bond between each other. They would met again, but this time in battle. Stripes came up with the idea of drawing out the battle, and the Up-walkers got tired of waiting for someone to die, so the battle ended. He was punished for not killing the other cat, but Stripes thought it was worth it to keep Tobias alive.

Tobias soon dug his way out of the fighting ring and into the outside word. Stripes fell into a depression at being left behind at a cat he thought was his only friend, but it didn't last long. Up-walkers in black fur in load, wailing...things came and began to attack the ring, sending everyone and everything into a panic. Stripes was freed from the cage he was in by his Master, who in turn was tackled by one of the black-fur Up-walkers. He tried to defend his Master, but was knock into the bushes and out cold.

Stripes woke up during mid-sun. The ring was completely empty, save for a few dead bodies of cats. He began to wonder the land after that, perfecting the art of hunting from loners and killing any cat that got in his way. He had heard of a group of cats who wanted to form things called "Clans", and decided to go see what they were all about. Stripes didn't join one, but while wondering around the boarder of StreamClan, he saw Tobias, who had been renamed to Elmfang*. Stripes now lives old badger holes, mostly around StreamClan, meeting Tobias every now and again and wondering off into Clan territories to take a peak.

* elmfang is played by slug.

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