Post by ¥.Talon// on Jan 5, 2008 22:01:54 GMT -5
name; Spicetalon
gender; Tom
age; 40 moons
clan; Rainclan
rank;Faithful warrior
first glance;
White pelted tom with black stripes running like claw marks down his back.
appearance; His pelt is as white as snow, with black stripes as vivid as claw marks down his back. His pelt looks dirty, because over the white but under the black, is spotted with light black and grey specks. His eyes are of the richest emerald green, always bright. He has long, hooked claws, that are attached to his small, lithe paws. They compliment his small, lithe body, so he can race through small places. His teeth are long and sharp. His pelt is laced with old scars, showing his harsh life in the forest. He has disadvantages though. His small size, though he is close to average size, disadvantages him. Some cats point out that he is small, and leap onto him, pinning him down easily. But though this comes as a disadvantage, he has turned it around. He’s taught himself to slide quickly underneath him, before claws can catch him. Then he sticks his hind claws into the cat’s stomach, pummeling him.
persona; This tom has had a shifty personality. He first started off as a happy kit, playing with his sisters in the nursery. He was still happy until his last moons as an apprentice, when his parents died. He mourned them silently for the next moons as a warrior, until his sister, Amethystpool, became Amethyststar. That made him happy, because being her only living same age sibling, he knew he had to support her leadership. He stayed happy, until she died many seasons later. Now he is calm and efficient, knowing to not have too many emotions, but he is very friendly, and there is nothing to fear of him. He supports his leader, Celestialstar, as much as he had supported his sister when she was leader of Eclipseclan.
past; Kithood
While a kit, Spicekit was happy. He would watch his mother, Shadestar, announce to the clan, and come and visit them. He loved to play with Amethystpaw and Pantherkit. He never knew who his father was, until he was an apprentice.
Apprenticeship
He was apprenticed to Featherflight, the deputy of the clan. The little tom loved to train with her, and caught his first rabbit on his first trip with her. As he grew, he learned more, and became more mature. He would still spend time with Amethystpool, and Pantherpaw. Though his apprentice duties kept him busy, he still found some time to spend with them.
In his last moon as an apprentice, tragedy struck. He came back to camp after a hunting excursion, and found Razorstar and Shadestar dead. The young tom grabbed their paws and layered them on top of eachother, and rested his chin upon them. He lay like that for the whole day, depressed they were dead.
After their death, Spicepaw noticed life was different. His sister, Amethystpool, was to become leader. Because of his closeness with her, he knew he had to support her, even in these hard times. When she made him a warrior, he knew she trusted him.
Warriorhood
Spicetalon kept his vigil, glowing with the trust his sister had placed in him. He stuck by her side for many moons to come. He would go on patrol, and be happy, all because he knew he was doing it for the sister he loved. He had noticed how their clan had grown into the Razorstar/Shadestar kin clan. He loved to hunt and fight alongside his kin.
Many seasons later, tragedy struck once more. Amethystar died, leaving Fernpelt to take over. This sent the young tom into a state of such depression, he barely came out of the warriors’ den. When he finally did come out, it was when Amethyststar’s spirit came to visit him and told him she would be with him forever.
A few moons later, Moonclan attacked, led by their fierce leader, Firestar. Her clan attacked, and he died at the claws of Werewolf, who was attacking the nursery. Spicetalon gave his life for the kits.
Reincarnation
The tom’s spirit floated to Starclan, where he found his sister waiting. She looked him in the eye and purred. She told him that he would be sent back to a clan called Rainclan, where he had a different destiny. And so he was sent, to relive life happily.
kithood #2
Spicetalon was sent down, to be littered with Mistedkit and Tigerkit. His new parents, Iceclaw and Sharpwing, were two loyal Rainclan cats. He had no idea he was the Spicetalon from Eclipseclan.
Apprenticeship #2
Spicepaw loved to hunt and fight. He caught his first rabbit while hunting with his mentor, Talefeather. It was on his first hunting excursion. A memory stirred in his mind, and it all flooded back, like a thunderstorm. Amethystar, Shadestar, Razorstar, Pantherstealth. All of them. His pain, his love. It ended in Werewolf’s snarling face, and He blinked. He is Spicetalon from Eclipseclan.
During his warrior ceremony, Spicepaw’s memory flooded once more, and he remembered Amethystar’s voice as she called on him to Starclan. He told his leader he wanted the name of Spicetalon, and she granted it.
Warriorhood #2
More of these bizarre happenings struck his mind as he fought loners, rogues, and others. As he fought a particular tom, his first death struck his mind like a knife. He fought extra hard, but felt fangs dig in his throat. He let out a gurgled cry and slashed the tom’s throat, who fell to the ground, dead. The horror was over. He was living a new life. His last memory had surfaced. Beyond him, though, was the body of Talefeather, the deputy and his former mentor.
Roleplay Example; Spicepaw lifted his nose, scenting something on the breeze. He recognized the smell. Rabbit! He instantly shrunk into the hunter's crouch, sneaking to the rabbit. It was his first excursion, and he had to make it count. When he turned back to Talefeather, the rabbit was danglign from his mouth. He dropped it and meowed, I could smell rabbit. Once those words left his mouth, however, a memory stirred. He was hunting in different woods, and when he turned around with the rabbit, another she-cat faced him. The tom in his memory meowed the same words as him. Who is that? He wondered, looking farther. More memories floated through his mind. Pain, love, hatred, compassion, all the emotions he had never felt, other than happiness. He was confused now. Another last memory floated, and in it, a familiar voice screamed, Spicetalon! NO! And he knew it. He was Spicetalon, noble warrior of Eclipseclan. When his mentor asked him what was wrong, he just shook his head and told her they should hunt some more.
relationships; Do I really have to list all of them? XDDD
Well, I’ll list what I have on his BRC biography.
Mother: Shadestar
Father: Razorstar
Sisters: Amethyststar, Harmonyheart, Gracestep, Daintyfoot, Serpentsong, Sugarcane.
Brothers: Pantherstealth, Oblivionpelt, Ebonysky.
Nieces: Scrawlpaw, Colourpaw.
Nephews: Razorpaw, Cloakedpaw.
Reincarnated family
Mother – Iceclaw
Father - Sharpwing
Sister – Mistedfeather
Brother - Tigerwind
other; He is reincarnated, and he knows he is Spicetalon the original.
[/right][/sub]gender; Tom
age; 40 moons
clan; Rainclan
rank;Faithful warrior
first glance;
White pelted tom with black stripes running like claw marks down his back.
appearance; His pelt is as white as snow, with black stripes as vivid as claw marks down his back. His pelt looks dirty, because over the white but under the black, is spotted with light black and grey specks. His eyes are of the richest emerald green, always bright. He has long, hooked claws, that are attached to his small, lithe paws. They compliment his small, lithe body, so he can race through small places. His teeth are long and sharp. His pelt is laced with old scars, showing his harsh life in the forest. He has disadvantages though. His small size, though he is close to average size, disadvantages him. Some cats point out that he is small, and leap onto him, pinning him down easily. But though this comes as a disadvantage, he has turned it around. He’s taught himself to slide quickly underneath him, before claws can catch him. Then he sticks his hind claws into the cat’s stomach, pummeling him.
persona; This tom has had a shifty personality. He first started off as a happy kit, playing with his sisters in the nursery. He was still happy until his last moons as an apprentice, when his parents died. He mourned them silently for the next moons as a warrior, until his sister, Amethystpool, became Amethyststar. That made him happy, because being her only living same age sibling, he knew he had to support her leadership. He stayed happy, until she died many seasons later. Now he is calm and efficient, knowing to not have too many emotions, but he is very friendly, and there is nothing to fear of him. He supports his leader, Celestialstar, as much as he had supported his sister when she was leader of Eclipseclan.
past; Kithood
While a kit, Spicekit was happy. He would watch his mother, Shadestar, announce to the clan, and come and visit them. He loved to play with Amethystpaw and Pantherkit. He never knew who his father was, until he was an apprentice.
Apprenticeship
He was apprenticed to Featherflight, the deputy of the clan. The little tom loved to train with her, and caught his first rabbit on his first trip with her. As he grew, he learned more, and became more mature. He would still spend time with Amethystpool, and Pantherpaw. Though his apprentice duties kept him busy, he still found some time to spend with them.
In his last moon as an apprentice, tragedy struck. He came back to camp after a hunting excursion, and found Razorstar and Shadestar dead. The young tom grabbed their paws and layered them on top of eachother, and rested his chin upon them. He lay like that for the whole day, depressed they were dead.
After their death, Spicepaw noticed life was different. His sister, Amethystpool, was to become leader. Because of his closeness with her, he knew he had to support her, even in these hard times. When she made him a warrior, he knew she trusted him.
Warriorhood
Spicetalon kept his vigil, glowing with the trust his sister had placed in him. He stuck by her side for many moons to come. He would go on patrol, and be happy, all because he knew he was doing it for the sister he loved. He had noticed how their clan had grown into the Razorstar/Shadestar kin clan. He loved to hunt and fight alongside his kin.
Many seasons later, tragedy struck once more. Amethystar died, leaving Fernpelt to take over. This sent the young tom into a state of such depression, he barely came out of the warriors’ den. When he finally did come out, it was when Amethyststar’s spirit came to visit him and told him she would be with him forever.
A few moons later, Moonclan attacked, led by their fierce leader, Firestar. Her clan attacked, and he died at the claws of Werewolf, who was attacking the nursery. Spicetalon gave his life for the kits.
Reincarnation
The tom’s spirit floated to Starclan, where he found his sister waiting. She looked him in the eye and purred. She told him that he would be sent back to a clan called Rainclan, where he had a different destiny. And so he was sent, to relive life happily.
kithood #2
Spicetalon was sent down, to be littered with Mistedkit and Tigerkit. His new parents, Iceclaw and Sharpwing, were two loyal Rainclan cats. He had no idea he was the Spicetalon from Eclipseclan.
Apprenticeship #2
Spicepaw loved to hunt and fight. He caught his first rabbit while hunting with his mentor, Talefeather. It was on his first hunting excursion. A memory stirred in his mind, and it all flooded back, like a thunderstorm. Amethystar, Shadestar, Razorstar, Pantherstealth. All of them. His pain, his love. It ended in Werewolf’s snarling face, and He blinked. He is Spicetalon from Eclipseclan.
During his warrior ceremony, Spicepaw’s memory flooded once more, and he remembered Amethystar’s voice as she called on him to Starclan. He told his leader he wanted the name of Spicetalon, and she granted it.
Warriorhood #2
More of these bizarre happenings struck his mind as he fought loners, rogues, and others. As he fought a particular tom, his first death struck his mind like a knife. He fought extra hard, but felt fangs dig in his throat. He let out a gurgled cry and slashed the tom’s throat, who fell to the ground, dead. The horror was over. He was living a new life. His last memory had surfaced. Beyond him, though, was the body of Talefeather, the deputy and his former mentor.
Roleplay Example; Spicepaw lifted his nose, scenting something on the breeze. He recognized the smell. Rabbit! He instantly shrunk into the hunter's crouch, sneaking to the rabbit. It was his first excursion, and he had to make it count. When he turned back to Talefeather, the rabbit was danglign from his mouth. He dropped it and meowed, I could smell rabbit. Once those words left his mouth, however, a memory stirred. He was hunting in different woods, and when he turned around with the rabbit, another she-cat faced him. The tom in his memory meowed the same words as him. Who is that? He wondered, looking farther. More memories floated through his mind. Pain, love, hatred, compassion, all the emotions he had never felt, other than happiness. He was confused now. Another last memory floated, and in it, a familiar voice screamed, Spicetalon! NO! And he knew it. He was Spicetalon, noble warrior of Eclipseclan. When his mentor asked him what was wrong, he just shook his head and told her they should hunt some more.
relationships; Do I really have to list all of them? XDDD
Well, I’ll list what I have on his BRC biography.
Mother: Shadestar
Father: Razorstar
Sisters: Amethyststar, Harmonyheart, Gracestep, Daintyfoot, Serpentsong, Sugarcane.
Brothers: Pantherstealth, Oblivionpelt, Ebonysky.
Nieces: Scrawlpaw, Colourpaw.
Nephews: Razorpaw, Cloakedpaw.
Reincarnated family
Mother – Iceclaw
Father - Sharpwing
Sister – Mistedfeather
Brother - Tigerwind
other; He is reincarnated, and he knows he is Spicetalon the original.
