Post by brokenjaw on Sept 30, 2011 16:48:20 GMT -5
names:
gender: Tom
age:50 moons
clan: WindClan
rank: Senior Warrior
personality: Brokenjaw was a happy apprentice, as Lichenpaw, full of life and excitement, ready to take on the world. He promised to be a strong, loyal WindClan warrior, a gentleman, a Cat's cat. After his accident however, things ended up for the worse. He tried to fit in at first, but seeing as many cat's ostracized him, and his apprenticeship was pushed so far, his fellow apprentices had gone on, and he became a lone cat. He is very withdrawn, to the point that he'll hardly leave the camp prior to nightfall, if he leaves at all. Many cats, especially new kits and apprentices that never see him, and cats from other clans, think him some hellbent monster that WindClan is housing for whatever reason. It makes him a severe recluse, extremely shy, and very quiet.
His twisted jaw makes communicating difficult, so he hardly tries, and tries to avoid all interacts with his clan, and other clans likewise. On the inside, however, he is no monster as many believe. He is an extremely sweet, caring cat with a deep love for kits, even those that tease him with stories of WindClan's "hidden monster". He has been known to go out and catch prey at night, some for the clan, and leave particularly juicy rabbits by the nursery for the kits, and in the apprentices den for them in the morning, before slipping away not to be seen for the day.
appearance: Brokenjaw would have been a handsome cat, a lean muscled, long-legged WindClan tom. His features neat and sharp, masculine and strong, with a thick, soft brown tabby coat, neatly stripped with shards of black- but fate had other ideas in mind for him. He's a big cat, but that's thorough build alone, genetics, because his muscles are sinewy from years of disuse, he holds an air of age to him, although he's still a "young" senior warrior. His jaw is at a slant where it broke and healed wrong, and his bottom tooth juts out sharply from it, giving him a feral appearance. His eyes are a stark silver, and most cats think him blind at first sight, although he can see very well, with only pale eyes that seem to hold no emotion but fear.
His coat is typically unkempt and dull, and his ears are tatered with hunts torn and chewed out of them, as well as scars that cover his throat and back, giving him the appearance of a hard warrior, that he is not.
history: Brokenjaw was born Lichenkit to Doveheart and Rabbitbreeze, two loyal WindClan cats. He was their only kit, and they wanted him to be the best. He himself wanted nothing else than to be amazing, promising them that one day he would be leader, and he would be the best leader the Clan's had ever seen. The rambunctious young kit was so dead-set on this idea, that many cats believed him, entertaining him with stories of the future they saw, Lichenfury, the strongest warrior, and Lichenstar, the wisest leader. He would beam at these stories and march around, ordered the Clan around, although many cats would just laugh and jokingly dip their heads, "Oh yes, mighty Lichenstar." He loved every moment of it.
Needless to say, when his apprenticeship came around, he got a warrior named Mudstep as a mentor. Mudstep was a cream coloured tom with brown paws and a brown face with peircing blue eyes- although they were nothing to Lichenpaw's stately silver ones. Mudstep was a well respected cat was a warrior, but for his personality, many looked down on him as being too rash, too cruel. He would work Lichenpaw to the bone, but of course the young apprentices, with his high ambitions always did it to the best of his ability, determined to prove to everyone that he could take ol' Mudstep anyday and come out on top. That would all change one day, however, when a dog got loose on WindClan territory. Mudstep of course, being so rash, told his apprentice they were going to go get rid of it. Of course, unable to deny his mentor, he agreed, and helped him track down the dog. The found the hulking beast, and attacked it- but were no match.
Lichenpaw watched his mentor die, then turned and tried to run, only wanting to escape, but the dog caught him. It tore up his back, ripped up his ears, and importantly, shattered his lower jaw. He was certain he would die, and when his clanmates found him, they had little hope either. In case he died, wishing him to go to StarClan as a warrior, he was named Brokenjaw, much to his despair. He spent the next many moons in the medicine cats den, unable to move, always hanging on to a thread of life. This lack of exercise depleted his muscles, put him far behind any training he may of had left, and when he finally was free to leave the medicine cat's den, he was weak compared to all of his friends, who had become warriors with respectable names, and healthy bodies. He was warned his jaw would always be crooked, his ears tattered and his body torn with scars.
To be honest, he wanted to die. He wished the dog had killed him like it had killed Mudstep, but alas, he was forced to live. Unable to face his clan, he found himself making his nest in a patch of heather on the edge of the camp, away from anyone. For the first few moons, cats would only occasionally see the reclusive cat, but in recent years, no one ever really sees him. No one goes to poke their head in his den, and he'll only leave when night falls, he'll hunt for the clan, he'll patrol, he'll feed himself, and then before the sun rises, before the first patrol even goes out, he'll be back hidden away in his den. Now the clan is made up as more or less of a new generation, where kits, apprentices, and warriors alike grow up and know stories of old Brokenjaw. They know he's alive, and a part of the clan, but none of them have really seen him- no want to. There are myths that he killed a dog when he was an apprentice, and eats kits that wander near his nest, totally aware that the nice little presents of prey they may find when they wake up, are really from creepy ol' Brokenjaw.
sample rp:See Hawkstar, or Silentheart, or Swiftpaw xD
characters: Silentheart, Swiftpaw, Hawkstar
c-box name: Silent
