Post by Hyper||Ducky on Feb 8, 2009 12:49:32 GMT -7
Name:Shootingflames
Gender:Shootingflames is a tom
Rank:Deputy
Clan: Nightclan
Previous names:Shootingkit,Shootingpaw
Age:26 stars
Description
Short-A pitch black tom with unusual fire like markings with green eyes
Pelt-He has medium length fur which is nice in the winter for warmth and nice in the warmer weather to keep cool. Its always sleek and seems well groomed. Its a nice Midnight black that blends in perfectly with Nightclans territory; however, he has unusual flame like markings on his paws,tail, and ears that a orange with a mixture of crimson
Eyes-His eyes are round and most cats can get lost in. The Iris is long and pointed giving him an intimidating look. The color is a nice shade of green that most of the time is very welcoming.
Build-Shootingflames is a very large tom that is well built. He isn't the best hunter in the world and because of his size can be rather clumsy. He excels in battling and that is why you see him at the head of a battle line in most cases.
Personality
Charming,Fierce,Loyal.
Loyal-He does not like rouges joining into clans. He finds it silly. He does not respect cats like that and think they will only be loyal to other rouges. He also finds that cats who have forbidden loves aren't loyal to their main clan. He is a ratter and tends to tell the leader when things like this are happening. He himself doesn't strictly obey the warrior code, but small peices of it he enforces.
Fierce-He isn't the kindest cat you will ever meet. In battle he is a powerhouse, however he isn't the brightest. He likes to go for a straight attack. He isn't the nicest to the other cats in his clan. Anyone who has the time to sit around all day and not get anything done is a cat who he will not respect. The hard workers are the cats he appreciates the most.
Charming-Believe or not, this time is quite popular with the she-cats. He thinks they are the hardest working in the clan. They have to take care of kits, they hunt, they train apprentices, he gives them the most respect. Perhaps this is why he likes Rainstar so much. He is the nicest to them, and their kits as well. Maybe that's why he is respected by she-cats from most clans.
History
Kithood-
Shootingkit grew up in a well rounded family, a nice mother, strict father and two siblings Mousekit, and Sandkit. His father always drilled into his mind that she-cats are what stabilized a clan. They care for kits, train apprentices, fight hunt, they have more tasks than toms do. As a kit he was very kind and always helping queens, and the medicine cat out whenever they needed. It wasn't until he became an apprentice when he treated others with disrespect.
Apprentice hood-
He trained hard to be just like his father and of course like many warriors of the clan. He wanted to be deputy one day. His friend Distantpaw was having a forbidden love with Summerpaw. That's when he started to despise rouges and forbidden loves. Although Summerpaw had a clan name, she had been a rouge for most of her life. She joined Nightclan, and of course, Shootingpaw treated her like an outsider. Everytime she spoke to him he narrowed his eyes in disgust. There was a battle once, with Moonclan. Although she proved where her loyalties lied, she was still a rouge. After that battle, Rainstar gave them there warrior names.
Warrior hood-
Even when he was a warrior he acted like a deputy, he lead patrols, watched apprentice training and corrected something when it went wrong. He wasn't doing it to be stuck up, the clan deputy at the time had fallen ill. So generally, he filled in. Some cats found it rather annoying, others found it rather helpful. A few days later, he was given his first apprentice. Even though he had only been a warrior for a moon or so, he was moving up quickly in the clan. Before his very first apprentice was made a warrior, he was given the choice to become deputy of the clan.
Deputy-He had not been there for very long, just a moon. Like he did as a warrior, he continues to lead patrols and watch on apprentice training. His apprentice had been made a warrior, however when a storm came, he died helping queens. Shootingflames misses him dearly, but each cat must move on.
Rp sample
Green eyes moved swiftly, his paws came together and back out. Running seemed to be his best attribute. He was strong, brave, most cats respected him for this. The darkness crawled slowly in his direction like it was trying to engulf him and never let him out of its grasp again.
The darkness played mind games. You saw things that weren't really there. His fiery markings made him stand out, anything could have been after him and he would have easily been caught. Panting, he ascended a small tree waiting... just waiting.....
In their part of the forest day turned to night, and not much seemed to change. It went from dark, to pitch black, but most cats were used to it. They could see perfectly in the dark, almost like infrared vision. The light to them was like fire, it burned through them hurting them.... their bodies were fragile and light seemed to be the one thing that was able to stop them.
he jumped down, landing perfectly. He pushed through a thick bramble wall and the other cats seemed to watch him, waiting for him to say something. He parted his jaws and yowled. Blood dripped from a wound on his shoulder and leg."Rouges have crossed into our territory!"
other:This may not have really happened... but it sounded cool when I was thinking about it
Gender:Shootingflames is a tom
Rank:Deputy
Clan: Nightclan
Previous names:Shootingkit,Shootingpaw
Age:26 stars
Description
Short-A pitch black tom with unusual fire like markings with green eyes
Pelt-He has medium length fur which is nice in the winter for warmth and nice in the warmer weather to keep cool. Its always sleek and seems well groomed. Its a nice Midnight black that blends in perfectly with Nightclans territory; however, he has unusual flame like markings on his paws,tail, and ears that a orange with a mixture of crimson
Eyes-His eyes are round and most cats can get lost in. The Iris is long and pointed giving him an intimidating look. The color is a nice shade of green that most of the time is very welcoming.
Build-Shootingflames is a very large tom that is well built. He isn't the best hunter in the world and because of his size can be rather clumsy. He excels in battling and that is why you see him at the head of a battle line in most cases.
Personality
Charming,Fierce,Loyal.
Loyal-He does not like rouges joining into clans. He finds it silly. He does not respect cats like that and think they will only be loyal to other rouges. He also finds that cats who have forbidden loves aren't loyal to their main clan. He is a ratter and tends to tell the leader when things like this are happening. He himself doesn't strictly obey the warrior code, but small peices of it he enforces.
Fierce-He isn't the kindest cat you will ever meet. In battle he is a powerhouse, however he isn't the brightest. He likes to go for a straight attack. He isn't the nicest to the other cats in his clan. Anyone who has the time to sit around all day and not get anything done is a cat who he will not respect. The hard workers are the cats he appreciates the most.
Charming-Believe or not, this time is quite popular with the she-cats. He thinks they are the hardest working in the clan. They have to take care of kits, they hunt, they train apprentices, he gives them the most respect. Perhaps this is why he likes Rainstar so much. He is the nicest to them, and their kits as well. Maybe that's why he is respected by she-cats from most clans.
History
Kithood-
Shootingkit grew up in a well rounded family, a nice mother, strict father and two siblings Mousekit, and Sandkit. His father always drilled into his mind that she-cats are what stabilized a clan. They care for kits, train apprentices, fight hunt, they have more tasks than toms do. As a kit he was very kind and always helping queens, and the medicine cat out whenever they needed. It wasn't until he became an apprentice when he treated others with disrespect.
Apprentice hood-
He trained hard to be just like his father and of course like many warriors of the clan. He wanted to be deputy one day. His friend Distantpaw was having a forbidden love with Summerpaw. That's when he started to despise rouges and forbidden loves. Although Summerpaw had a clan name, she had been a rouge for most of her life. She joined Nightclan, and of course, Shootingpaw treated her like an outsider. Everytime she spoke to him he narrowed his eyes in disgust. There was a battle once, with Moonclan. Although she proved where her loyalties lied, she was still a rouge. After that battle, Rainstar gave them there warrior names.
Warrior hood-
Even when he was a warrior he acted like a deputy, he lead patrols, watched apprentice training and corrected something when it went wrong. He wasn't doing it to be stuck up, the clan deputy at the time had fallen ill. So generally, he filled in. Some cats found it rather annoying, others found it rather helpful. A few days later, he was given his first apprentice. Even though he had only been a warrior for a moon or so, he was moving up quickly in the clan. Before his very first apprentice was made a warrior, he was given the choice to become deputy of the clan.
Deputy-He had not been there for very long, just a moon. Like he did as a warrior, he continues to lead patrols and watch on apprentice training. His apprentice had been made a warrior, however when a storm came, he died helping queens. Shootingflames misses him dearly, but each cat must move on.
Rp sample
Green eyes moved swiftly, his paws came together and back out. Running seemed to be his best attribute. He was strong, brave, most cats respected him for this. The darkness crawled slowly in his direction like it was trying to engulf him and never let him out of its grasp again.
The darkness played mind games. You saw things that weren't really there. His fiery markings made him stand out, anything could have been after him and he would have easily been caught. Panting, he ascended a small tree waiting... just waiting.....
In their part of the forest day turned to night, and not much seemed to change. It went from dark, to pitch black, but most cats were used to it. They could see perfectly in the dark, almost like infrared vision. The light to them was like fire, it burned through them hurting them.... their bodies were fragile and light seemed to be the one thing that was able to stop them.
he jumped down, landing perfectly. He pushed through a thick bramble wall and the other cats seemed to watch him, waiting for him to say something. He parted his jaws and yowled. Blood dripped from a wound on his shoulder and leg."Rouges have crossed into our territory!"
other:This may not have really happened... but it sounded cool when I was thinking about it
that's a really good profile. Accepted! Please add Shootingflame to your signature.