Post by Stormchaser on Dec 15, 2007 7:01:41 GMT -5
Name: Nightclaw
Gender: Tom
Age: One or two years
Clan you would like to join: WindClan (recently joined)
Appearance: True to his age, Nightclaw is slightly smaller than the average tom, as he has not yet reached his full adulthood. Nightclaw's fur is medium length black, with only a single mark -- a star and a crescent moon on his flank. Nightclaw's eyes are a vivid yellow, and seem to burn right through you. Some say that at night, they seem to glow...and that in a battle, they turn red...as does the fur about his eyes, as if Nightclaw cries blood. Strong sinew runs beneath the fur, and the bodice is unscathed...yet.
Personality: Despite the young tom's age, Nightclaw is a brave young cat, and a strong leader. Without the age, the tom would almost seem to be one of WindClan's best warriors...and he will surely keep the Clan strong as the iron some say Nightclaw's heart was forged from. Never did he love, not now, and likely not ever. Nightclaw is definitely, despite his strength and courage, dark. Nothing will ever change the darkness that runs through his veins.
History: The only thing I'm going to reveal now is that Nightclaw was born in the same Clan that Hawktalon, Bloodpool, and Riley/Brokenheart were born to: FireClan. His mother was a she-cat called Serpentfang. Okay, I'll tell you who his daddy is: Hawktalon.
RP Example: Not so long ago...
Vivid yellow eyes shone in the dark as soft whispers were the only thing that could be heard in the air. Nightclaw, exasperated, murmured something back to them at last: "Shut it! We're going in!" The young tom padded forward, his black fur spiked up in places with frustration with his noisy, younger Clanmates. Sure enough, a group of cats sat around a trash can. Nightclaw felt a rush of adrenaline through his body; he knew that danger was close. BloodClan. He noticed an orange tom glance in the direction of the patrol, and Nightclaw yowled out to his Clanmates, "Move! Move!" His yellow eyes were blazing as he pushed them on, hoping to StarClan they would be able to outrun BloodClan.
Gah, old bio. ^^
Gender: Tom
Age: One or two years
Clan you would like to join: WindClan (recently joined)
Appearance: True to his age, Nightclaw is slightly smaller than the average tom, as he has not yet reached his full adulthood. Nightclaw's fur is medium length black, with only a single mark -- a star and a crescent moon on his flank. Nightclaw's eyes are a vivid yellow, and seem to burn right through you. Some say that at night, they seem to glow...and that in a battle, they turn red...as does the fur about his eyes, as if Nightclaw cries blood. Strong sinew runs beneath the fur, and the bodice is unscathed...yet.
Personality: Despite the young tom's age, Nightclaw is a brave young cat, and a strong leader. Without the age, the tom would almost seem to be one of WindClan's best warriors...and he will surely keep the Clan strong as the iron some say Nightclaw's heart was forged from. Never did he love, not now, and likely not ever. Nightclaw is definitely, despite his strength and courage, dark. Nothing will ever change the darkness that runs through his veins.
History: The only thing I'm going to reveal now is that Nightclaw was born in the same Clan that Hawktalon, Bloodpool, and Riley/Brokenheart were born to: FireClan. His mother was a she-cat called Serpentfang. Okay, I'll tell you who his daddy is: Hawktalon.
RP Example: Not so long ago...
Vivid yellow eyes shone in the dark as soft whispers were the only thing that could be heard in the air. Nightclaw, exasperated, murmured something back to them at last: "Shut it! We're going in!" The young tom padded forward, his black fur spiked up in places with frustration with his noisy, younger Clanmates. Sure enough, a group of cats sat around a trash can. Nightclaw felt a rush of adrenaline through his body; he knew that danger was close. BloodClan. He noticed an orange tom glance in the direction of the patrol, and Nightclaw yowled out to his Clanmates, "Move! Move!" His yellow eyes were blazing as he pushed them on, hoping to StarClan they would be able to outrun BloodClan.
Gah, old bio. ^^
