Post by alkaryco on Mar 29, 2010 17:13:56 GMT -5
Name:: Falconbite
Gender:: tom
Age:: 24 moons
Clan/ Group:: DarkClan
Postion:: Deputy
Description:: Slight black tomcat with blue eyes and a portion of fur missing from his left shoulder. (Picture coming soon)
Personality:: Gruff and unfriendly to outsiders, he's a bit of a goofball within his Clan, yet is efficient and has noteworthy patience. He loves to mentor-- guiding cats to their destinies proves satisfying to him. Falconbite is quick-witted and not afraid to show his emotions inside of DarkClan, but thinks first and acts later, which compliments his leader Flamestar nicely. He is always open to new ideas but is not easily swayed when his mind is made.
Family:: Falconbite has one sister, Hollyheart, and one brother, Riverstrike. He doesn't have a mate or any other family that he knows of. He and Hollyheart have a good relationship and are consistently found out hunting or on a patrol, most likely because they are the only family each other has. He and Riverstrike get along well as well. Riverstrike has a perpetually calm attitude and isn't much for making rash decisions.
History:: His mother and father were killed in a battle before they became apprentices and he hardly remembers them. He was taken care of along with his sister by a queen that had lost her kits to a fox. After they were apprenticed, she went out to find the fox, resulting in her death. Falconbite was a good apprentice, or so he thought, always trying to help his mentor and constantly (but not purposefully) annoying the elders. He and Hollyheart had a strained relationship, as their personalities are nearly opposite. The night before his warrior ceremony his and his siblings' mentors were killed in a border skirmish. After this the two reconciled and have been close ever since. His shoulder fur was ripped off by Hollyheart while they were still apprentices, in a fight over something neither remember.
RolePlay Sample:: Falconbite looked up from his mouse, gazing steadily around his camp. The dawn patrol should have been back by the time he had returned from hunting, yet he was now finishing his kill without sight or scent of them. "Hollyheart!" he called to a black-and-white she-cat across the clearing. "Take (three other cats) with you for the Sunhigh patrol. Find the dawn patrol's scent and follow it if you can." Hollyheart nodded briefly before disappearing into the warriors' den. Falconbite gulped down the rest of his fresh-kill and heaved himself to his paws, fully intending to join the patrol.
Gender:: tom
Age:: 24 moons
Clan/ Group:: DarkClan
Postion:: Deputy
Description:: Slight black tomcat with blue eyes and a portion of fur missing from his left shoulder. (Picture coming soon)
Personality:: Gruff and unfriendly to outsiders, he's a bit of a goofball within his Clan, yet is efficient and has noteworthy patience. He loves to mentor-- guiding cats to their destinies proves satisfying to him. Falconbite is quick-witted and not afraid to show his emotions inside of DarkClan, but thinks first and acts later, which compliments his leader Flamestar nicely. He is always open to new ideas but is not easily swayed when his mind is made.
Family:: Falconbite has one sister, Hollyheart, and one brother, Riverstrike. He doesn't have a mate or any other family that he knows of. He and Hollyheart have a good relationship and are consistently found out hunting or on a patrol, most likely because they are the only family each other has. He and Riverstrike get along well as well. Riverstrike has a perpetually calm attitude and isn't much for making rash decisions.
History:: His mother and father were killed in a battle before they became apprentices and he hardly remembers them. He was taken care of along with his sister by a queen that had lost her kits to a fox. After they were apprenticed, she went out to find the fox, resulting in her death. Falconbite was a good apprentice, or so he thought, always trying to help his mentor and constantly (but not purposefully) annoying the elders. He and Hollyheart had a strained relationship, as their personalities are nearly opposite. The night before his warrior ceremony his and his siblings' mentors were killed in a border skirmish. After this the two reconciled and have been close ever since. His shoulder fur was ripped off by Hollyheart while they were still apprentices, in a fight over something neither remember.
RolePlay Sample:: Falconbite looked up from his mouse, gazing steadily around his camp. The dawn patrol should have been back by the time he had returned from hunting, yet he was now finishing his kill without sight or scent of them. "Hollyheart!" he called to a black-and-white she-cat across the clearing. "Take (three other cats) with you for the Sunhigh patrol. Find the dawn patrol's scent and follow it if you can." Hollyheart nodded briefly before disappearing into the warriors' den. Falconbite gulped down the rest of his fresh-kill and heaved himself to his paws, fully intending to join the patrol.
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