Post by dusk on Jul 10, 2012 10:28:40 GMT -10
Name | Silverfang
Gender | she-cat
Age | 22 moons
Rank | warrior former rogue
Clan | Stream
Beliefs | As a former rogue she doesn't believe in Starclan, nor the darkforest, but that doesn't mean that she doesn't believe in something. Her mother believed in a place called the red meadow where good cats went when they died. She also believes that two cats created earth called Tor and Fenris and she also says strange things for instance she things that all meat eaters are called lera and she also has a believe that if a cat drowns that they will never move on. To explain this, this means she believes that cats who drown are forever destined to wonder the earth. The young warrior also believes that evil cats go to the dark lands.
Parents | Berry(father; deceased); Peace(mother; deceased)
Siblings | Hawk(brother; deceased); Night(sister; deceased); Bracken(sister; deceased)
Other Kin | Darkpaw(cousin)
Mate | N/A
Crush | N/A
Kits | N/A
Apprentice/Mentor | N/A
Appearance | Silverfang is a long furred dark gray, almost black, she-cat with icy-blue eyes. She has a long, narrow, triangular face with small rounded ears that have tufts on the ends. She has a scar over her right eye, but luckily she isn't blinded in that eye. She has a raspberry pink nose and long whiskers. She also has a chunk missing out of her ear from a time as a rogue. She has a slender, muscular built giving her a lean yet tall appearance. She has long legs which is what gives her the tall appearance. Her claws are long leaving scars in the ground and are white except for the tips which are black. She has a long fluffy tail longer then that of most cats. As a kit she had huge paws and was always tripping over her paws and tail, but now older she has grown into her paws and has stopped tripping over her tail.
Personality | She doesn't show her emotions a lot making it hard to read her. The young warrior is what you call the strong silent type. She doesn't talk much to her clan mates and prefers to be left alone. To most of clan mates she comes off as cold, but she doesn't care what her clan mates think. She may seem cold, but she would never let anyone hurt any of clan mates. If you do get her to talk she will most likely snap at you. Her trust isn't easily won and you will never hear her talk about her feelings. She doesn't eat much, but that's because her body got use to not eating a lot of food from when she was a rogue. Though she seems cold she does seem to have a soft streak for kits and apprentices. She doesn't seem that worried about finding a mate, because she thinks a mate will get in the way of her warrior duties. If one of her clan mates happens to fall in love with her, well good luck, because gaining her trust isn't easy. Once a cat greets to know her she makes a great friend. She treats her friends with respect, and she rarely gets mad at those who become her friends. If you become her friend you will find that she is a good listener.
Skills | Like her name suggest she is a really good fighter with her fangs. She of course can fight pretty well with her claws, but she fights better with her fangs then with her claws. She is also a good hunter, but she is still a better fighter then she ever could be at hunting. Though I wouldn't say she is the best climber or swimmer, though she can swim to save her life.
History | Rogue days: As a kit she was born to two rogues by the names of Berry and Peace along with her brother Hawk and her sisters Bracken and Night. She was the first to open her eyes of her siblings she open opened them at a day old while her siblings opened them at two days. As she and her siblings grew her parents told them tales of a place called the red meadow where good cats went when they died and how cats who drowned were forever destined never to move on and how evil cats went to the dark lands and how two cats Tor and Fenris created earth and everything on it. When she was 4 moon old her father was killed by his own brother, who was another rouge, but her mother managed to escape along with her and her siblings. They ran into a twoleg farm and kept hidden, but this only lasted about 4 moons before their fathers brother found them and him and his band of rogues attacked. Their mother and her sister, Bracken, were killed immediately, but she managed to escape with her remaining siblings Night and Hawk, but Hawk was pretty injured from the battle and he died a few days later unable to outrun a dog, because of his injuries. After mourning the death of their brother they moved on. After 3 moons of traveling they decided to stop and hunt and shelter in a barn for the night, but the barn was a mistake. After catching a few mice they were about to lay down and rest when they smelled something that made them think of mice, but a little stronger, it was rats. Never having incountered the scent of rats before they dismissed it as a lot of mice, and shrugged it off. They should have left immediately, but they decided to stay the night. During the middle of the night she was woken up by Nights scream of pain and fear and she sprung out of her nest only to be stopped by her surprise to see her sister being attacked by what they would consider prey. Not wanting to lose her sister she tried to fight of the rats, but their were to many. When they rats finally fled her sister was already dead and she was severly injuried. She dragged her sister out of the barn and managed to bury her before she collapsed from her wounds. Upon waking up she found herself being watched by a tom.
"Hello, my name is Crow, I tended to your wounds, you should be glad I came around when I did, or you would have died," the tom meowed.
"Better me dead, then go on living without family," she snarled glaring at him.
"Whoa I was only trying to help," Crow told her. "You can stay with me for a while," he told her.
She accepted his offer and he became her closest friend, but if this had gone well she wouldn't have joined Streamclan right? Well this is what happened when she was 14 moons old they were hunting when they were attacked by a fox. While protecting her he was killed and she chased away the fox and buried him before deciding it was time to move on. When she was 16 moons old she stumbled across the clans and joined Streamclan.
Clan life: Upon joining Streamclan she started training as a warrior refusing to take on a warrior name , but decided she would take on a warrior name when she completed her training thinking that she didn't deserve a warrior name at the time. All through out her training she heart her clan mates talking about starclan, but she couldn't abandon her own beliefs to believe in starclan. Finally completing her training the leader decided to let her keep her name, but at fang to it, so she became known as Silverfang.
Critique level | FoF suitable
Gender | she-cat
Age | 22 moons
Rank | warrior former rogue
Clan | Stream
Beliefs | As a former rogue she doesn't believe in Starclan, nor the darkforest, but that doesn't mean that she doesn't believe in something. Her mother believed in a place called the red meadow where good cats went when they died. She also believes that two cats created earth called Tor and Fenris and she also says strange things for instance she things that all meat eaters are called lera and she also has a believe that if a cat drowns that they will never move on. To explain this, this means she believes that cats who drown are forever destined to wonder the earth. The young warrior also believes that evil cats go to the dark lands.
Parents | Berry(father; deceased); Peace(mother; deceased)
Siblings | Hawk(brother; deceased); Night(sister; deceased); Bracken(sister; deceased)
Other Kin | Darkpaw(cousin)
Mate | N/A
Crush | N/A
Kits | N/A
Apprentice/Mentor | N/A
Appearance | Silverfang is a long furred dark gray, almost black, she-cat with icy-blue eyes. She has a long, narrow, triangular face with small rounded ears that have tufts on the ends. She has a scar over her right eye, but luckily she isn't blinded in that eye. She has a raspberry pink nose and long whiskers. She also has a chunk missing out of her ear from a time as a rogue. She has a slender, muscular built giving her a lean yet tall appearance. She has long legs which is what gives her the tall appearance. Her claws are long leaving scars in the ground and are white except for the tips which are black. She has a long fluffy tail longer then that of most cats. As a kit she had huge paws and was always tripping over her paws and tail, but now older she has grown into her paws and has stopped tripping over her tail.
Personality | She doesn't show her emotions a lot making it hard to read her. The young warrior is what you call the strong silent type. She doesn't talk much to her clan mates and prefers to be left alone. To most of clan mates she comes off as cold, but she doesn't care what her clan mates think. She may seem cold, but she would never let anyone hurt any of clan mates. If you do get her to talk she will most likely snap at you. Her trust isn't easily won and you will never hear her talk about her feelings. She doesn't eat much, but that's because her body got use to not eating a lot of food from when she was a rogue. Though she seems cold she does seem to have a soft streak for kits and apprentices. She doesn't seem that worried about finding a mate, because she thinks a mate will get in the way of her warrior duties. If one of her clan mates happens to fall in love with her, well good luck, because gaining her trust isn't easy. Once a cat greets to know her she makes a great friend. She treats her friends with respect, and she rarely gets mad at those who become her friends. If you become her friend you will find that she is a good listener.
Skills | Like her name suggest she is a really good fighter with her fangs. She of course can fight pretty well with her claws, but she fights better with her fangs then with her claws. She is also a good hunter, but she is still a better fighter then she ever could be at hunting. Though I wouldn't say she is the best climber or swimmer, though she can swim to save her life.
History | Rogue days: As a kit she was born to two rogues by the names of Berry and Peace along with her brother Hawk and her sisters Bracken and Night. She was the first to open her eyes of her siblings she open opened them at a day old while her siblings opened them at two days. As she and her siblings grew her parents told them tales of a place called the red meadow where good cats went when they died and how cats who drowned were forever destined never to move on and how evil cats went to the dark lands and how two cats Tor and Fenris created earth and everything on it. When she was 4 moon old her father was killed by his own brother, who was another rouge, but her mother managed to escape along with her and her siblings. They ran into a twoleg farm and kept hidden, but this only lasted about 4 moons before their fathers brother found them and him and his band of rogues attacked. Their mother and her sister, Bracken, were killed immediately, but she managed to escape with her remaining siblings Night and Hawk, but Hawk was pretty injured from the battle and he died a few days later unable to outrun a dog, because of his injuries. After mourning the death of their brother they moved on. After 3 moons of traveling they decided to stop and hunt and shelter in a barn for the night, but the barn was a mistake. After catching a few mice they were about to lay down and rest when they smelled something that made them think of mice, but a little stronger, it was rats. Never having incountered the scent of rats before they dismissed it as a lot of mice, and shrugged it off. They should have left immediately, but they decided to stay the night. During the middle of the night she was woken up by Nights scream of pain and fear and she sprung out of her nest only to be stopped by her surprise to see her sister being attacked by what they would consider prey. Not wanting to lose her sister she tried to fight of the rats, but their were to many. When they rats finally fled her sister was already dead and she was severly injuried. She dragged her sister out of the barn and managed to bury her before she collapsed from her wounds. Upon waking up she found herself being watched by a tom.
"Hello, my name is Crow, I tended to your wounds, you should be glad I came around when I did, or you would have died," the tom meowed.
"Better me dead, then go on living without family," she snarled glaring at him.
"Whoa I was only trying to help," Crow told her. "You can stay with me for a while," he told her.
She accepted his offer and he became her closest friend, but if this had gone well she wouldn't have joined Streamclan right? Well this is what happened when she was 14 moons old they were hunting when they were attacked by a fox. While protecting her he was killed and she chased away the fox and buried him before deciding it was time to move on. When she was 16 moons old she stumbled across the clans and joined Streamclan.
Clan life: Upon joining Streamclan she started training as a warrior refusing to take on a warrior name , but decided she would take on a warrior name when she completed her training thinking that she didn't deserve a warrior name at the time. All through out her training she heart her clan mates talking about starclan, but she couldn't abandon her own beliefs to believe in starclan. Finally completing her training the leader decided to let her keep her name, but at fang to it, so she became known as Silverfang.
Critique level | FoF suitable
