Post by - - -evening || on Sept 29, 2010 20:06:25 GMT -6
[glow=orange,2,300]FLAMEPAW[/glow]
.:The Fight to Death:.
this i know
name
Flamepaw
here i call home
clan
IvyClan
this i am
gender
Tom
how long i have been
age
Seven (7) Moons
they see my skill
position
Apprentice
my words are heard
personality
He is raw and rude, stubborn and full of pride. He, even though an apprentice, is considered a top cat. He is rude and selfish, and always strives to be the best. He was not named "Flamepaw" just because of his pelt color, he was named with flame because he "bites" and "nips" as harsh as fire, and leaves a scorch mark few cats ever forget.
my reflection torn
description
Orange tom with brown stripes along his pelt and tons of battle scars despite his young age. His eyes are amber and his tail a snake. Literally! Unlike most cats who use their tails for only balance and sweet emotion to flick cats if they are being silly, he uses his tail as a whip. His tail is made up of strong bone. It is like a snake, you never know when it is about to attack it's prey. His legs are long and muscle ripples through his pelt. Any cat would think he was handsome but his personality.....
those who came before
parents
Scarnight {mother}, Darkheart {father}
they who stand by my side
littermates
none
this i have seen
history
Flamepaw didn't always used to be so unkind. He was best friends with Lightpaw. He loved her, but soon she realized, that her paws treaded another path. He didn't mind that much until he learned that Medicine Cats couldn't mate, or have kits. He felt betrayed, but she never knew that he loved her. He just assumed that she liked him back. Things might have been different if he told her, but his stubborn pride wouldn't let him. He was sullen for a while bout it (two days XD) and then he decided that he would be the best warrior ever, so all the she-cats would admire him (that lasted for about a moon) then his hunger grew, it grew into hunger for power, and then, hunger for deputy. He would kill a cat to show them who was boss and wouldn't think twice about it.
He is not a dumb cat. He planned his strategies wisely. He would mask his hunger for power. He would kill those who got in his way, and make it as if the cat died of a badger attack, or some other attack that didn't involve him.
But....but but but..he would follow his leader's every command. He wouldn't kill someone in his clan, yet.....yet...
these my words
role-play example
Everyday was like a battle for Flamepaw. He wasn't tired! Oh no! Quite the opposite, it gave him energy, but everyday he had to put up with stupid clanmates doing everything wrong. It was driving him crazy, yesterday he swore that he saw a hedgehog fly! That was how annoying his clanmates were! Why couldn't they just train like normal apprentices instead of frolicking around like a pair of butterflies? They all had no idea what it was like to be a warrior, they all probably hardly cared...He was the only one who tried his hardest to train and battle, his mentor always was astounded by how quickly he learned. He was disgusted with his mentor, why could she give him something more challenging?
Just the past day~
"Flamepaw, why don't you practice you flip turn? You know you need to work on that now!"
Oh, yes, he remember, it was a move he a perfected long ago. His mentor was 'the best fighter and hunter in the clan' everyone told him 'you 'ought to be honored' whenever he started to complained.
Honored? She was one of the laziest cats in the clan, how could any of them not see that? He learned the same thing over and over again!
"Lamepaw, why don't you go hunting? I could use a nice juicy rabbit!" his mentor, Redbelly, asked him.
For StarClan's sake, she couldn't even get his name right!
"Yes..fine!" he meowed with a gleam in his eye, "May I do border patrol do?"
"Sure, fine!" she meowed sleepily, her eyes closing.
With the gleam in his eye, and his tail held high, he stalked off to the FrostClan border. This was the best place to hunt, because the rabbits were attracted to the smooth water. He could also keep a look out for any FrostClan cats straying onto their territory.
He did a fine job of hunting, he found a pheasant, that some how walked from the SnakeClan border to FrostClan without getting eating, and two fat rabbits.
He was just stalking another one, when he smelled a strange scent.
FrostClan!
And on their border too! He quickly followed the scent where he found a small puny looking FrostClan cat that was about to cross the border.
Hi hissed, 'Get away from the border, Crowfood'
they who controls me
autobiography
Nope!
you already know to much about meh! ^^__________________________
Flamepaw is from Seaside warriors, I wanted to rp him here to, so, thats what i did! ^^ To see the rest of the story, see Lightpaw's bio in Seaside warriors.
