Post by Nightsky on Dec 7, 2007 18:40:59 GMT -5
Name: Nightsky
Age: 54 moons
Gender: tom
Clan: StormClan
Position: Warrior
Personality:
Nightsky has a pretty calm personality, though he is ambitious and yearns to become leader of his clan, but he would not spill any blood to achieve his goal. He wants to become leader in his own time. His clanmates respect Nightsky and treat him as a second-in-command deputy. The grey tom can be hot-headed, especially in battle, where he threatens his enemies before viciously attacking them, leaving them with almost no fur intact. He can also be very wise, wiser than his age, which at times, does not suit him.
Cat Description:
Nightsky has short deep greyish blue fur and long, hard-muscled legs with massive paws hiding long, lethal claws at the end. Nightsky's eyes are amber/red. Nightsky's tail is long and striped with tabby markings. Nightsky's face has stripes from his nose cascading out to his neck, looking like streaks of mud. His fangs are lethally and unusually long. His whiskers are long and black.
History:
Nightsky was born a rogue, his parents were killed by a badger. The grey cat soon found his way into clan territory, when a patrol found him. They looked hostile but they took him to the camp and the leader allowed Nightsky to be raised as a clan member. He had to strive to be respected by the clan cats. When he became a warrior, the clan was plunged into battle with rogues. Nightsky showed amazing courage and tireless energy and immediatley became respected by his clanmates. Nightsky has suffered harsh wounds from badgers and reckless fighting, making him look older than he is. Nightsky still has dreams of his short life as a rogue, his parents dying yowls still haunt him in and out of battle.
Role-Playing Example:
'I smell fox!' a StormClan apprentice hissed, Nightsky and the other warirors bristled as they caught the scent.
'And it's fresh.' Nightsky growled, 'It's probably right through that clump of bracken.' the warrior began to stalk forward.
'Wait, Nightsky!' one warrior hissed.
'It'll kill you!' exclaimed another. Nightsky flicked his tail to acknowledge their speech, but he kept going forward, it was definately getting stronger, and Nightsky could hear shuffling behind the bush, he thrust his head through the bush and hissed in surprise.
'What is it?' One warrior hissed anxiously form behind Nightsky.
'Rogue!' Nightsky yowled, forcing himself through the bush and onto the fox-scented intruder. The rogue yowled in surprise as Nightsky landed heavily on it and pinned it down.
'What business do you have in StormClan territory?!' Nightsky spat at the cat. It had short black fur with white fore and hind legs. The cats amber eyes were angry. Nightsky stared at the cat.
'Nightsky, I never thought you'd stoop so low as to join a clan.' The cat hissed too low for the other cats around them to hear.
'Who are you?' Nightsky hissed.
'You should know.' the intruding cat meowed, 'we've met before.'
'Liar!' Nightsky yowled, 'I have never seen you before, and i never want to see you again!' Nightsky leaped up and raked his claws down the strange black and white cat's stomach. The cat jumped to his paws and thrust his face into Nightsky's.
'We'll meet again, clan cat, you can be sure of it.' The cat said, then span around and stalked off into the shadows. Nightsky narrowed his eyes after the cat.
'Shouldn't we check that it had left our territory?' One warrior asked Starscream.
'We'll check later on, come on, the prey won't catch itself.' Nightsky said, leading the patrol onwards
Age: 54 moons
Gender: tom
Clan: StormClan
Position: Warrior
Personality:
Nightsky has a pretty calm personality, though he is ambitious and yearns to become leader of his clan, but he would not spill any blood to achieve his goal. He wants to become leader in his own time. His clanmates respect Nightsky and treat him as a second-in-command deputy. The grey tom can be hot-headed, especially in battle, where he threatens his enemies before viciously attacking them, leaving them with almost no fur intact. He can also be very wise, wiser than his age, which at times, does not suit him.
Cat Description:
Nightsky has short deep greyish blue fur and long, hard-muscled legs with massive paws hiding long, lethal claws at the end. Nightsky's eyes are amber/red. Nightsky's tail is long and striped with tabby markings. Nightsky's face has stripes from his nose cascading out to his neck, looking like streaks of mud. His fangs are lethally and unusually long. His whiskers are long and black.
History:
Nightsky was born a rogue, his parents were killed by a badger. The grey cat soon found his way into clan territory, when a patrol found him. They looked hostile but they took him to the camp and the leader allowed Nightsky to be raised as a clan member. He had to strive to be respected by the clan cats. When he became a warrior, the clan was plunged into battle with rogues. Nightsky showed amazing courage and tireless energy and immediatley became respected by his clanmates. Nightsky has suffered harsh wounds from badgers and reckless fighting, making him look older than he is. Nightsky still has dreams of his short life as a rogue, his parents dying yowls still haunt him in and out of battle.
Role-Playing Example:
'I smell fox!' a StormClan apprentice hissed, Nightsky and the other warirors bristled as they caught the scent.
'And it's fresh.' Nightsky growled, 'It's probably right through that clump of bracken.' the warrior began to stalk forward.
'Wait, Nightsky!' one warrior hissed.
'It'll kill you!' exclaimed another. Nightsky flicked his tail to acknowledge their speech, but he kept going forward, it was definately getting stronger, and Nightsky could hear shuffling behind the bush, he thrust his head through the bush and hissed in surprise.
'What is it?' One warrior hissed anxiously form behind Nightsky.
'Rogue!' Nightsky yowled, forcing himself through the bush and onto the fox-scented intruder. The rogue yowled in surprise as Nightsky landed heavily on it and pinned it down.
'What business do you have in StormClan territory?!' Nightsky spat at the cat. It had short black fur with white fore and hind legs. The cats amber eyes were angry. Nightsky stared at the cat.
'Nightsky, I never thought you'd stoop so low as to join a clan.' The cat hissed too low for the other cats around them to hear.
'Who are you?' Nightsky hissed.
'You should know.' the intruding cat meowed, 'we've met before.'
'Liar!' Nightsky yowled, 'I have never seen you before, and i never want to see you again!' Nightsky leaped up and raked his claws down the strange black and white cat's stomach. The cat jumped to his paws and thrust his face into Nightsky's.
'We'll meet again, clan cat, you can be sure of it.' The cat said, then span around and stalked off into the shadows. Nightsky narrowed his eyes after the cat.
'Shouldn't we check that it had left our territory?' One warrior asked Starscream.
'We'll check later on, come on, the prey won't catch itself.' Nightsky said, leading the patrol onwards
