Post by Toby on Oct 7, 2007 7:10:25 GMT -5
[~] Clan [~]
MistClan
[~] Rank [~]
Apprentice
[~] Mentor [~]
Swiftheart
[~] Age [~]
11 moons
[~] Gender [~]
Tom
[~] Description [~]
A sleek dark grey tom with a white chest and belly and a moderately thick pelt. The only marking on his fur is a small lighter grey streak along the middle of of his spine, alongside the few scars he's so far accumulated during his apprenticship. He may never be a particularly big tom, but that only belies the strength and endurance he will possess as he grows up. His legs are a bit short but strong, and he can still catch a fish in a quick flash. His eyes are a usually angry amber color, though when he relaxes they are softer.
[~] Personality [~]
Sharkpaw is somewhat prickly and hard to get along with. He is quick to take offense, and his tongue is as sharp as his teeth. Usually he will realize he's said something he shouldn't have but has too much pride to take anything he says back. It's not that he's arrogant; it's more that he's embarrassed, and anyway he doesn't want to be the kind of cat who ever goes back on their word, no matter what. Basically, he's stubborn, but this does give him excellent patience. When he makes a goal, he fulfills it. However, his loyalty to his clan is unfaltering, no matter what he thinks of them, or they of him.
[~] History [~]
Greencough took Sharkpaw's littermates when he was only a couple moons old, so he hasn't had much practice making friends. He spent his kithood anticipating being a warrior on his own, though like any kit he had his mishaps, like the time he attempted to climb one of the mangroves and spent half the night stuck to the trunk, too scared to move or call for help, until the dawn patrol found the poor kit and got him back to the den. The incident only made Sharkpaw determined to become an expert climber. A moon after being made an apprentice, his mother was killed by a fox on the edge of the territory; Sharkpaw was silently depressed for several days, but seems to have pulled himself out of it. This is mostly true, since he is determined not to let tragedy bring him down, except that he secretly hates foxes with a surprising passion. Hopefully he won't do anything foolish...
[~] Kin [~]
Mother: Wavepool ((Deceased))
Father: Unknown; Sharkpaw suspected his mother had picked a mate outside the clan, for she never told him who his father was, but the idea has never really concerned him much.
Littermates: Rockkit, Fogkit ((deceased))
[/color]MistClan
[~] Rank [~]
Apprentice
[~] Mentor [~]
Swiftheart
[~] Age [~]
11 moons
[~] Gender [~]
Tom
[~] Description [~]
A sleek dark grey tom with a white chest and belly and a moderately thick pelt. The only marking on his fur is a small lighter grey streak along the middle of of his spine, alongside the few scars he's so far accumulated during his apprenticship. He may never be a particularly big tom, but that only belies the strength and endurance he will possess as he grows up. His legs are a bit short but strong, and he can still catch a fish in a quick flash. His eyes are a usually angry amber color, though when he relaxes they are softer.
[~] Personality [~]
Sharkpaw is somewhat prickly and hard to get along with. He is quick to take offense, and his tongue is as sharp as his teeth. Usually he will realize he's said something he shouldn't have but has too much pride to take anything he says back. It's not that he's arrogant; it's more that he's embarrassed, and anyway he doesn't want to be the kind of cat who ever goes back on their word, no matter what. Basically, he's stubborn, but this does give him excellent patience. When he makes a goal, he fulfills it. However, his loyalty to his clan is unfaltering, no matter what he thinks of them, or they of him.
[~] History [~]
Greencough took Sharkpaw's littermates when he was only a couple moons old, so he hasn't had much practice making friends. He spent his kithood anticipating being a warrior on his own, though like any kit he had his mishaps, like the time he attempted to climb one of the mangroves and spent half the night stuck to the trunk, too scared to move or call for help, until the dawn patrol found the poor kit and got him back to the den. The incident only made Sharkpaw determined to become an expert climber. A moon after being made an apprentice, his mother was killed by a fox on the edge of the territory; Sharkpaw was silently depressed for several days, but seems to have pulled himself out of it. This is mostly true, since he is determined not to let tragedy bring him down, except that he secretly hates foxes with a surprising passion. Hopefully he won't do anything foolish...
[~] Kin [~]
Mother: Wavepool ((Deceased))
Father: Unknown; Sharkpaw suspected his mother had picked a mate outside the clan, for she never told him who his father was, but the idea has never really concerned him much.
Littermates: Rockkit, Fogkit ((deceased))
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