Post by •Hawkeh• on Jun 28, 2008 18:38:45 GMT -5
Name: Rowanfire
Age: 32moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: ThunderClan
Rank: Warrior
Personality: Rowanfire takes great pride in being a warrior. He is trying to face the fact that he is almost half-blind, but so far he has had a hard time. He has feelings for a certain she-cat, but he will not admit that because he is afraid that she will reject him because he is half-blind. He loves kits, and loves mentoring apprentices. His tough guy attitude has faded slightly with his almost blindness, but he still loves to show off for she-cats. Rowanfire would die saving one of his Clanmates or leader. Rowanfire is still competitive with other toms, but he has his limits. He would rather die as a warrior than in the elder’s den.
Appearance: Rowanfire has a handsome ginger pelt. His eyes are a dark crystal blue, but his left eye is more of a light misty blue instead of a brilliant dark blue. Unfortunately, he is almost blind in that eye, but the damage is not progressing. Scars from a battle with RougeClan cover the left side of his face, and some scars drift into the center of his face, but not very many cover the left side of his face. He has a white underbelly and paws, but his paw pads are black, with white flecks. He has a huge v-chip in his right ear, the ear almost look shredded. He has a snow-white tail tip, except for a black spot at the very tip. His pelt and forehead bear the markings of a tabby; however, the scars hide the left side of his forehead marking.
Past: Kit: Rowankit was born into ThunderClan to Runningstream (a black and ginger she-cat) and Thunderfrost (a gray tom). He had three siblings, two sisters and a brother. His sisters, Waterkit (a gray tabby) and Gingerkit (a ginger tabby with gray paws), both annoyed Rowankit to the point of exhaustion. His brother, Rock-kit was a mirror image of his father, and was the spoiled kit. When the siblings were two moons old, Greencough swept through the camp, killing Waterkit and Thunderfrost.
Apprentice: Rowanpaw’s Apprenticehood was anything but normal. Of course, he made friends with the other apprentices, but tragedy struck him younger than his friends. A group of rouges killed Rowanfire’s siblings and their mentors, Icemask and Roughclaw, in different incidences. Later, Runningstream went missing, and died under mysterious circumstances.
Warrior: A moon after Rowanfire became a warrior, his mentor, Raggedrose, was killed by RougeClan. Soon, Talonwing and Rowanfire became mentors for the first time. Talonwing, his best friend, was killed by ShadowClan leaving Rowanfire to take care of Talonwing’s pregnant mate, Cherrybrook. Moons later, Rowanfire received an apprentice, Rainpaw. Not too many moons later, RougeClan attacked, which is when Rowanfire received his scar.
RP Example: (I’m doing’ this for fun):
Rowanfire looked at Cherrybrook. Of course, he was not her mate, but her friend. Suddenly, he flashed back to the time of when he was a young warrior, the time when he found his friend, Talonwing, lying dead on the forest floor.
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A ginger tom slipped nimbly through the undergrowth, Rowanfire had just become a warrior a few moons ago, and his best friend, Talonwing, was already getting him into trouble. The ginger tom padded toward the ShadowClan border, unaware of the surprise that would later haunt him. Focusing on the scent border of ShadowClan instead of what was in front of him; Rowanfire tripped over something cold and sharp. Spitting curses, the tom looked to see what had tripped him, seeing the gray body of his friend, Talonwing.
“Talonwing,” the tom asked, almost in a whisper. The gray warrior’s body was matted with blood, and ginger fur hung from his claws. Cherrybrook will be devastated. The ginger tom thought. Grabbing his friend’s scruff to bring him back to camp.
“Rowanfire, take care of Cherrybrook.” The wind seemed to whisper as Rowanfire stumbled, and took to cleaning his friend’s matted pelt instead.
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Rowanfire’s mind flashed back to its rightful place, in the present. His misty blue eye watched Talonwing’s kits scuffle. They were just born four sunrises ago, but Rowanfire had just gotten out of the medicine cat’s den this morning. Featherdust was able to treat his left eye for the swelling, but the fog had not cleared, or worsened. He focused his good eye on the sole pure gray kit in the litter.
“He’s beautiful isn’t he?” the kits’ mother said, licking her whiskers of the finch that Rowanfire had brought her.
“They all are. Talonwing would be proud.”
“Talonkit,” Cherrybrook scolded. “Leave Dapplekit alone.”
“It isn’t my fault she doesn’t want to play.” The gray tom mewed.
Just like Talonwing, Rowanfire thought, shrugging.
Codewords: RougeClan’s Destruction
Age: 32moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: ThunderClan
Rank: Warrior
Personality: Rowanfire takes great pride in being a warrior. He is trying to face the fact that he is almost half-blind, but so far he has had a hard time. He has feelings for a certain she-cat, but he will not admit that because he is afraid that she will reject him because he is half-blind. He loves kits, and loves mentoring apprentices. His tough guy attitude has faded slightly with his almost blindness, but he still loves to show off for she-cats. Rowanfire would die saving one of his Clanmates or leader. Rowanfire is still competitive with other toms, but he has his limits. He would rather die as a warrior than in the elder’s den.
Appearance: Rowanfire has a handsome ginger pelt. His eyes are a dark crystal blue, but his left eye is more of a light misty blue instead of a brilliant dark blue. Unfortunately, he is almost blind in that eye, but the damage is not progressing. Scars from a battle with RougeClan cover the left side of his face, and some scars drift into the center of his face, but not very many cover the left side of his face. He has a white underbelly and paws, but his paw pads are black, with white flecks. He has a huge v-chip in his right ear, the ear almost look shredded. He has a snow-white tail tip, except for a black spot at the very tip. His pelt and forehead bear the markings of a tabby; however, the scars hide the left side of his forehead marking.
Past: Kit: Rowankit was born into ThunderClan to Runningstream (a black and ginger she-cat) and Thunderfrost (a gray tom). He had three siblings, two sisters and a brother. His sisters, Waterkit (a gray tabby) and Gingerkit (a ginger tabby with gray paws), both annoyed Rowankit to the point of exhaustion. His brother, Rock-kit was a mirror image of his father, and was the spoiled kit. When the siblings were two moons old, Greencough swept through the camp, killing Waterkit and Thunderfrost.
Apprentice: Rowanpaw’s Apprenticehood was anything but normal. Of course, he made friends with the other apprentices, but tragedy struck him younger than his friends. A group of rouges killed Rowanfire’s siblings and their mentors, Icemask and Roughclaw, in different incidences. Later, Runningstream went missing, and died under mysterious circumstances.
Warrior: A moon after Rowanfire became a warrior, his mentor, Raggedrose, was killed by RougeClan. Soon, Talonwing and Rowanfire became mentors for the first time. Talonwing, his best friend, was killed by ShadowClan leaving Rowanfire to take care of Talonwing’s pregnant mate, Cherrybrook. Moons later, Rowanfire received an apprentice, Rainpaw. Not too many moons later, RougeClan attacked, which is when Rowanfire received his scar.
RP Example: (I’m doing’ this for fun):
Rowanfire looked at Cherrybrook. Of course, he was not her mate, but her friend. Suddenly, he flashed back to the time of when he was a young warrior, the time when he found his friend, Talonwing, lying dead on the forest floor.
---
A ginger tom slipped nimbly through the undergrowth, Rowanfire had just become a warrior a few moons ago, and his best friend, Talonwing, was already getting him into trouble. The ginger tom padded toward the ShadowClan border, unaware of the surprise that would later haunt him. Focusing on the scent border of ShadowClan instead of what was in front of him; Rowanfire tripped over something cold and sharp. Spitting curses, the tom looked to see what had tripped him, seeing the gray body of his friend, Talonwing.
“Talonwing,” the tom asked, almost in a whisper. The gray warrior’s body was matted with blood, and ginger fur hung from his claws. Cherrybrook will be devastated. The ginger tom thought. Grabbing his friend’s scruff to bring him back to camp.
“Rowanfire, take care of Cherrybrook.” The wind seemed to whisper as Rowanfire stumbled, and took to cleaning his friend’s matted pelt instead.
---
Rowanfire’s mind flashed back to its rightful place, in the present. His misty blue eye watched Talonwing’s kits scuffle. They were just born four sunrises ago, but Rowanfire had just gotten out of the medicine cat’s den this morning. Featherdust was able to treat his left eye for the swelling, but the fog had not cleared, or worsened. He focused his good eye on the sole pure gray kit in the litter.
“He’s beautiful isn’t he?” the kits’ mother said, licking her whiskers of the finch that Rowanfire had brought her.
“They all are. Talonwing would be proud.”
“Talonkit,” Cherrybrook scolded. “Leave Dapplekit alone.”
“It isn’t my fault she doesn’t want to play.” The gray tom mewed.
Just like Talonwing, Rowanfire thought, shrugging.
Codewords: RougeClan’s Destruction
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