Post by novanebula on Feb 7, 2009 21:28:58 GMT -5
Name: Fourpaw
Clan: SoilClan
Age: 8 moons
Rank: Apprentice
Gender: Tom
Photo: None
Appearance:
Fourpaw is a handsome smoky tom with bright yellow eyes. He is a strong apprentice, ready for anything. His legs are long and his paws are a silver color. From his right eye down is a long scar that he got in a fight with Soilclan and Gustclan. His tail is long like his legs and it helps him balence while running. His muzzle and tail tip, like his paws were a silver color. His fur is a sleek short size.
Personality:
Fourpaw is a sweet tom that is always thinking of his clan before anything else. His clan is like his life. Fourpaw is a good hunter only because of his quick speed. But despite his speed Fourpaw is lighter in wait and has a harder time fighting in a battle with other clans, hence his terrible scars. Yet being the honorable cat he is he will fight for his clan to the very death. On his spare time he likes to talk to the elders or hang out with the young kits. He also enjoys hanging out with the apprentices and watching their training. He only hopes that he could soon help his clan by becoming a warroir and begin training an apprentice of his own. He will follow starclan till his very last breath. Fourpaw is afraid of loosing a cat when he is in the process of helping them. He likes to see other cats smile and not frowning.
History:
Fourpaw has lived with soilclan his whole life and will love and serve his clan till the very end of time. On the night of his birth a shootingstar flashed over the camp as if it were a sign to the clan from starclan. Even though there was the sign from starclan Fourpaw ignored it and went on woth life not really caring what anyone thought of him. He grew up with most of the clan kits looking up to him. He was an single kit. When he was an apprentice he liked to help out with all the other apprentices problems. His motto was 'no cat is left behind, they are my life and my love.' And he followed his motto throughout his apprenticehood and to this day he still follows his promise. Fourpaw cares not of what the other clans think of him. All he thinks about is every cat matters, but all of his loyalty lies with his clan.
ICC:
Fourpaw looked around the clearing where the mouse sat eating... something. It was strange to Fourpaw and he wondered what it was. It was a bright red, more like wet moss except it was more dense. Fourpaw ignored the piece of food that the mouse held and rested his gaze on the small grey pelt. His mouth watered as he began to stalk his prey lightly. He lightened the weight on his hunches so the mouse didn't hear his pawsteps as he got closer.
When he got close enough he pounced. He had misjudged his jump and landed only a little bit away from the small creature. The mouse raced away for cover with Fourpaw right at its heels. As it tried to scamper into a hole the soilclan Apprentice was too quick for it and he snatched it from the ground. Before the mouse could escape his paws he snipped on its neck and killed it with a single blow.
Other: I ask that bamboostripe be his mentor. Stormy has already agreed.
Clan: SoilClan
Age: 8 moons
Rank: Apprentice
Gender: Tom
Photo: None
Appearance:
Fourpaw is a handsome smoky tom with bright yellow eyes. He is a strong apprentice, ready for anything. His legs are long and his paws are a silver color. From his right eye down is a long scar that he got in a fight with Soilclan and Gustclan. His tail is long like his legs and it helps him balence while running. His muzzle and tail tip, like his paws were a silver color. His fur is a sleek short size.
Personality:
Fourpaw is a sweet tom that is always thinking of his clan before anything else. His clan is like his life. Fourpaw is a good hunter only because of his quick speed. But despite his speed Fourpaw is lighter in wait and has a harder time fighting in a battle with other clans, hence his terrible scars. Yet being the honorable cat he is he will fight for his clan to the very death. On his spare time he likes to talk to the elders or hang out with the young kits. He also enjoys hanging out with the apprentices and watching their training. He only hopes that he could soon help his clan by becoming a warroir and begin training an apprentice of his own. He will follow starclan till his very last breath. Fourpaw is afraid of loosing a cat when he is in the process of helping them. He likes to see other cats smile and not frowning.
History:
Fourpaw has lived with soilclan his whole life and will love and serve his clan till the very end of time. On the night of his birth a shootingstar flashed over the camp as if it were a sign to the clan from starclan. Even though there was the sign from starclan Fourpaw ignored it and went on woth life not really caring what anyone thought of him. He grew up with most of the clan kits looking up to him. He was an single kit. When he was an apprentice he liked to help out with all the other apprentices problems. His motto was 'no cat is left behind, they are my life and my love.' And he followed his motto throughout his apprenticehood and to this day he still follows his promise. Fourpaw cares not of what the other clans think of him. All he thinks about is every cat matters, but all of his loyalty lies with his clan.
ICC:
Fourpaw looked around the clearing where the mouse sat eating... something. It was strange to Fourpaw and he wondered what it was. It was a bright red, more like wet moss except it was more dense. Fourpaw ignored the piece of food that the mouse held and rested his gaze on the small grey pelt. His mouth watered as he began to stalk his prey lightly. He lightened the weight on his hunches so the mouse didn't hear his pawsteps as he got closer.
When he got close enough he pounced. He had misjudged his jump and landed only a little bit away from the small creature. The mouse raced away for cover with Fourpaw right at its heels. As it tried to scamper into a hole the soilclan Apprentice was too quick for it and he snatched it from the ground. Before the mouse could escape his paws he snipped on its neck and killed it with a single blow.
Other: I ask that bamboostripe be his mentor. Stormy has already agreed.