Post by Snakestar on Sept 17, 2006 20:12:11 GMT -5
Name: Steelflame
Apprentice: None
Previous Names: Steelkit, Steelpaw
Clan: RiverClan
Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Age: 25 moons (2 years, 1 months)
Appearance: Steelflame is medium-size, neither small nor large. His tail and limbs are long, his body long and lithe, agile and strong. His upper fangs are twice as long as a normal cat's, and his pale yellow-green eyes are narrow. His ears are large. Steelflame's pelt is short, with a thin undercoat and a normal overcoat. It has the water-repelling quality of all RiverClan cats' pelts, and dries quickly. His claws are reinforced with short, but strong and sharp, snake fangs. Steelflame's pelt is a light silver, with faint shadings of brown along his paws, tail, back, and face. He has faint darker stripes all over his body, but they are darkest- nearly black- on his paws, tail, and face. His narrow eyes are bright green.
Personality: Steelflame is the quiet sort, and will never be found in the center of attention. He prefers to keep to himself, only speaking when he has something to say. If a cat says "Hi" to him, he will simply nod back and retreat to a quieter area. Because of his unwillingness to speak, some cats think he is stupid. He isn't. In fact, Steelflame is very smart, and loyal to the Clan beyond anything else. He would sacrifice himself to save any member of the Clan, even those that taunt him and say he's stupid. He thinks very deeply, and is the best at figuring what cat he should attack to swing a battle one way or another.
History: Steelflame's father had been a loner, while his mother had been born in RiverClan. They were apprentices when his father joined the Clan, and they quickly fell in love. Then they became warriors, and in time, the she-cat gave birth to a single kit. Steelkit. Steelkit's life was the same as that of any other young cat, playing in the nursery and camp until he became an apprentice. Then things became more complicated.
As Steelpaw's training began, his mother was chosen for medicine cat apprentice, and his father for deputy. The other apprentices looked up to him, and he felt uncomfortable. Then his father died in a battle with rouges. Soon after, his mother ate deathberries and went to join him in StarClan.
Steelpaw was brokenhearted. But he soon found that, as he slept, his father and mother sent dreams to him every night. His sadness vanished. He was happy again, and concentrated once again on finishing his training. In time, he became a warrior. "From this day forth you shall be known as Steelflame. RiverClan honor your firey spirit and your courage."
RP Example: Steelflame lay in the warrior's den, paws and tail twitching. He was asleep, and dreaming.
"Steelflame," said his mother.
"Mom!" he said delightedly. He caught sight of the long-fanged silver tabby behind his mother. "And Dad!"
His father nodded, and spoke in unison with his mate. "Steelflame, you will need courage for the tests ahead of you. Do not be afraid, think of us. The tests will be hard, and you will be wounded. But a great happiness shall fall upon you, and you will survive."
The cats began to fade. Steelflame nodded in understanding; this was when they had to leave. Quickly, the young warrior nuzzled the both, and stepped back as they became wind and drifted away.
Steelflame woke. He would meet these tests, and defeat them! He would draw strength from his parents. He would live!
Other: His picture is this. www.pittcountyhumanesociety.com/images/Gray4Jan05.JPG
Codeword: ~Moonstone~
Apprentice: None
Previous Names: Steelkit, Steelpaw
Clan: RiverClan
Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Age: 25 moons (2 years, 1 months)
Appearance: Steelflame is medium-size, neither small nor large. His tail and limbs are long, his body long and lithe, agile and strong. His upper fangs are twice as long as a normal cat's, and his pale yellow-green eyes are narrow. His ears are large. Steelflame's pelt is short, with a thin undercoat and a normal overcoat. It has the water-repelling quality of all RiverClan cats' pelts, and dries quickly. His claws are reinforced with short, but strong and sharp, snake fangs. Steelflame's pelt is a light silver, with faint shadings of brown along his paws, tail, back, and face. He has faint darker stripes all over his body, but they are darkest- nearly black- on his paws, tail, and face. His narrow eyes are bright green.
Personality: Steelflame is the quiet sort, and will never be found in the center of attention. He prefers to keep to himself, only speaking when he has something to say. If a cat says "Hi" to him, he will simply nod back and retreat to a quieter area. Because of his unwillingness to speak, some cats think he is stupid. He isn't. In fact, Steelflame is very smart, and loyal to the Clan beyond anything else. He would sacrifice himself to save any member of the Clan, even those that taunt him and say he's stupid. He thinks very deeply, and is the best at figuring what cat he should attack to swing a battle one way or another.
History: Steelflame's father had been a loner, while his mother had been born in RiverClan. They were apprentices when his father joined the Clan, and they quickly fell in love. Then they became warriors, and in time, the she-cat gave birth to a single kit. Steelkit. Steelkit's life was the same as that of any other young cat, playing in the nursery and camp until he became an apprentice. Then things became more complicated.
As Steelpaw's training began, his mother was chosen for medicine cat apprentice, and his father for deputy. The other apprentices looked up to him, and he felt uncomfortable. Then his father died in a battle with rouges. Soon after, his mother ate deathberries and went to join him in StarClan.
Steelpaw was brokenhearted. But he soon found that, as he slept, his father and mother sent dreams to him every night. His sadness vanished. He was happy again, and concentrated once again on finishing his training. In time, he became a warrior. "From this day forth you shall be known as Steelflame. RiverClan honor your firey spirit and your courage."
RP Example: Steelflame lay in the warrior's den, paws and tail twitching. He was asleep, and dreaming.
"Steelflame," said his mother.
"Mom!" he said delightedly. He caught sight of the long-fanged silver tabby behind his mother. "And Dad!"
His father nodded, and spoke in unison with his mate. "Steelflame, you will need courage for the tests ahead of you. Do not be afraid, think of us. The tests will be hard, and you will be wounded. But a great happiness shall fall upon you, and you will survive."
The cats began to fade. Steelflame nodded in understanding; this was when they had to leave. Quickly, the young warrior nuzzled the both, and stepped back as they became wind and drifted away.
Steelflame woke. He would meet these tests, and defeat them! He would draw strength from his parents. He would live!
Other: His picture is this. www.pittcountyhumanesociety.com/images/Gray4Jan05.JPG
Codeword: ~Moonstone~
