Post by .M.i.d.n.i.g.h.t.i.e. on Jul 12, 2010 12:28:53 GMT -6
[[R A V E N S L A S H]]
[/b]Name: Ravenslash
Clan: FrostClan
Gender: Male
General Personality:
Ravenslash is "the strong, silent type." Literally. this muscular black tom doesn't like to talk much, he'd rather guard the clan. If he must talk, he will, but otherwise, he won't-unless he has something to brag about at the gatherings. There, he will talk a lot to impress and intimidate the cats of the enemy clans. He will also provoke a fight if his clan is accused of something it didn't do. Ravenslash is an overwhelming foe, great at fighting. He is most likely the reason of many scars on other warriors.
Ravenslash is also very sensitive, and tender hearted, though he doesn't like to show it.
Appearance: Huge muscular black tom cat with aqua eyes. there is a splash of white on his back, over his hindlegs, and a patch of gray on his forehead. Ravenslash's eyes seem to see right through you, he hardly misses a thing.
Mother: Graycloud (presumed to be alive, left the clan because of an affair she had with a rogue)
Father: Snowstorm (presumed alive, someone can have this character)
Siblings: none (if you want to be his sibling, be my guest)
History:
As a young kit, he was always shy. He never really played much with the other kits, only when his mother forced him to. He liked to stay up late and look at the stars for some reason, they seemed to comfort him.
The day he became an apprentice, his mother said she was going to leave the clan. She also stated that her heart didn't belong to Snowstorm, but a rogue she meant. with one more apology, she left. Ravenslash was horrified, and was sick with grief. It took him a long time to recover. this was almost worse then her dying, she had betrayed him, and her clan. Snowstorm was hit hard too, and recovered in time with his son.
Something changed inside of Ravenslash over time. He payed more attention to battle training and border patrols. Ravenslash had made a secret promise with himself: he would never let another intruder come into his clan territory and ruin the clan again. He trained tirelessly, and soon became huge with muscles.
now, he volunteers all the time for the night watch, and night patrols. any rogues he finds he drives away with more ferocity then a clan cat intruder. Time had healed most of the wound, but every now and again, watching the stars, he feels the wound open up once more, and he bleeds with tears.
EXTRAS:
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