Post by Darkthorn on Oct 28, 2011 20:31:05 GMT -5
Shattered Memories
names:Darkkit Darkpaw Darkthorn
gender: Tom
age: 36 moons
clan: Riverclan
rank: warrior
personality: Several words could be used to describe this tom, honest, timid, loving, and loyal. These words are used by many within his clan. He sees himself as none of these, being full of self doubts and insecurities. He has always seen himself as just under par. Never quite good enough, always trying to be better, but never feeling like he succeeded. He rarely, if ever, speaks his mind. He'd much rather keep to himself and keep his mouth shut than to open it and let others hear his opinion. He makes his decisions about others quickly and rarely changes his mind. It is very hard for him to make friends, but once he has those friends he will stick closer than a brother. He is very loyal to his clan, and can't imagine living anywhere else. What others don't know is that he has a very deep seated anger issue. He has a lot of pent up anger due to several injustices in his life. This anger is typically dealt with in a passive aggressive way, he does sometime...explode over unwarranted recipients.
appearance: Pelt: Mostly covered in white his pelt is beautiful and sleek, much like any Riverclan cat. Speckled over his luxurious white coat is splashes of gray. HIs face is covered in several such splashes, he looks much like a bed of rocks in the snow covered riverbed. his legs are a pure snow white, with splashes of slate gray on his shoulders and thighs. His back is mostly gray with a trickle of white running down his spine showing the distinct splotches of gray. His ears are mostly white on the back and gray on the front giving them a large look from the back and a short dainty look from the front. His tail, long and thick furred is slate gray with rings of white.
Build: Tall and muscular this tom is handsome. He has a set of strong legs, built of Riverclan swimming strength. His shoulders are powerful and solid. He has the build of a commanding presence but his personality forces him to keep from using that to his advantage. He has a long tail and long legs giving him a slight height advantage over his peers, and slightly better ability to swim and run than his clanmates. His paws are small compared to his size and height but this gives him agility but takes away from his power of claw. His claws and teeth are white, and of average length.
Eyes: Deep, seafoam green, and attractive. His eyes betray his personality, they seem to draw people in, draw others toward him. Where he would much rather be solitary, and keep to himself, his eyes would much rather be seen, and talked about by everyone. They seem to have a mind of his own, and they seem to ask others to come to him with problems and complaints.
history: Born to Riverclan to two loyal Riverclan warriors he has lived his life pretty uneventfully. He was a very observant kit, and a quiet one. He never spoke much, not even to his parents and siblings. HIs parents had been together since their apprenticeship, and so his ideal was to be like them. As an apprentice Darkpaw fell for a beautiful apprentice named Howlingpaw, but his timid and shy personality never allowed him to speak his feelings to her, or to anyone. He stayed near and watched her closely as she was a few moons younger than him. As he became a warrior he was deftly aware of her sitting in the front row and was acutely aware of hearing her voice loudest over the crowd. During his silent vigil that night he tried to get up his courage to tell her his feelings but he couldn't quite muster enough. As they were hunting one day she fell into the river, and while he knew she was a Riverclan cat and could easily swim to safety he wasted no time to leap in after her and pull her to safety with his powerful legs. While the two were catching their breath on the riverbank he was able to stumble over his words enough to say something like "...because...care....you...I....for..." She too, of course more elegantly confessed her love for him, and from that moment the pair were inseparable. Soon after her warrior ceremony she conceived their first litter of kits. He doted on her wishing her to confinement in the nursery early. He spent all his time with her, and was there the night his kits were born. Upon seeing their black pelts, he lost his tight hold on his temper for there was no black running in his family. For two weeks he didn't speak to his mate, but those weeks were the worst days of his life. He crawled back to Howlingsong essentially begging her forgiveness. He didn't want to give up on their relationship, he loved her and felt her explanation of their kits was enough. Now their kits are apprenticed and although he loves them very much he feels them distancing themselves from him and Howlingsong. She is now pregnant again with his second litter, and he hopes that this will draw their family back together.
sample rp: See Harmonypaw or Russetclaw
characters: Harmonypaw, Russetclaw, Darkthorn
c-box name: Rumor
names:
gender: Tom
age: 36 moons
clan: Riverclan
rank: warrior
personality: Several words could be used to describe this tom, honest, timid, loving, and loyal. These words are used by many within his clan. He sees himself as none of these, being full of self doubts and insecurities. He has always seen himself as just under par. Never quite good enough, always trying to be better, but never feeling like he succeeded. He rarely, if ever, speaks his mind. He'd much rather keep to himself and keep his mouth shut than to open it and let others hear his opinion. He makes his decisions about others quickly and rarely changes his mind. It is very hard for him to make friends, but once he has those friends he will stick closer than a brother. He is very loyal to his clan, and can't imagine living anywhere else. What others don't know is that he has a very deep seated anger issue. He has a lot of pent up anger due to several injustices in his life. This anger is typically dealt with in a passive aggressive way, he does sometime...explode over unwarranted recipients.
appearance: Pelt: Mostly covered in white his pelt is beautiful and sleek, much like any Riverclan cat. Speckled over his luxurious white coat is splashes of gray. HIs face is covered in several such splashes, he looks much like a bed of rocks in the snow covered riverbed. his legs are a pure snow white, with splashes of slate gray on his shoulders and thighs. His back is mostly gray with a trickle of white running down his spine showing the distinct splotches of gray. His ears are mostly white on the back and gray on the front giving them a large look from the back and a short dainty look from the front. His tail, long and thick furred is slate gray with rings of white.
Build: Tall and muscular this tom is handsome. He has a set of strong legs, built of Riverclan swimming strength. His shoulders are powerful and solid. He has the build of a commanding presence but his personality forces him to keep from using that to his advantage. He has a long tail and long legs giving him a slight height advantage over his peers, and slightly better ability to swim and run than his clanmates. His paws are small compared to his size and height but this gives him agility but takes away from his power of claw. His claws and teeth are white, and of average length.
Eyes: Deep, seafoam green, and attractive. His eyes betray his personality, they seem to draw people in, draw others toward him. Where he would much rather be solitary, and keep to himself, his eyes would much rather be seen, and talked about by everyone. They seem to have a mind of his own, and they seem to ask others to come to him with problems and complaints.
history: Born to Riverclan to two loyal Riverclan warriors he has lived his life pretty uneventfully. He was a very observant kit, and a quiet one. He never spoke much, not even to his parents and siblings. HIs parents had been together since their apprenticeship, and so his ideal was to be like them. As an apprentice Darkpaw fell for a beautiful apprentice named Howlingpaw, but his timid and shy personality never allowed him to speak his feelings to her, or to anyone. He stayed near and watched her closely as she was a few moons younger than him. As he became a warrior he was deftly aware of her sitting in the front row and was acutely aware of hearing her voice loudest over the crowd. During his silent vigil that night he tried to get up his courage to tell her his feelings but he couldn't quite muster enough. As they were hunting one day she fell into the river, and while he knew she was a Riverclan cat and could easily swim to safety he wasted no time to leap in after her and pull her to safety with his powerful legs. While the two were catching their breath on the riverbank he was able to stumble over his words enough to say something like "...because...care....you...I....for..." She too, of course more elegantly confessed her love for him, and from that moment the pair were inseparable. Soon after her warrior ceremony she conceived their first litter of kits. He doted on her wishing her to confinement in the nursery early. He spent all his time with her, and was there the night his kits were born. Upon seeing their black pelts, he lost his tight hold on his temper for there was no black running in his family. For two weeks he didn't speak to his mate, but those weeks were the worst days of his life. He crawled back to Howlingsong essentially begging her forgiveness. He didn't want to give up on their relationship, he loved her and felt her explanation of their kits was enough. Now their kits are apprenticed and although he loves them very much he feels them distancing themselves from him and Howlingsong. She is now pregnant again with his second litter, and he hopes that this will draw their family back together.
sample rp: See Harmonypaw or Russetclaw
characters: Harmonypaw, Russetclaw, Darkthorn
c-box name: Rumor
Updated January 28, 2012
