Post by *Solon* on Dec 15, 2007 17:21:00 GMT -5
Name: Cursedfire
Age: 30 moons
Gender: Tom
Position: Deputy
Clan: Volcanoclan
Picture:
Quick Description: Bloodcurse, Handsome tom with green eyes and a red/orange pelt with one black spot behind each ear.
Appearance:
Age: 30 moons
Gender: Tom
Position: Deputy
Clan: Volcanoclan
Picture:
Quick Description: Bloodcurse, Handsome tom with green eyes and a red/orange pelt with one black spot behind each ear.
Appearance:
Cursedfire is a handsome orange colored tom and his pelt gets darker and almost red in some places. His fame seems to be only made up of muscle underneath his pelt. Cursedfire's pelt is no longer than the average cat's but it's very thick for some reason. He's fairly taller than the average sized cat .Personality:
Cursedfire's eyes are a light shade of emrald green and they never seem to give off any emotion exept for hate. He also has one unusual black spot behind each of his ears and it helps set him apart from other cats easily
Rude, Sharp-tounged and Sharp witted Strongly voices his opinion and is highly valued at most times, perfers to do things his way, he dosen't treat she-cats much different than toms , will take any risk, or do any dare, will protect what he loves with his life.Kit History:
It's always extreamly difficult to decipher what mood he is ever in and he can change moods in a second set off by any one word or phrase. He has a fun side and can be the most energetic and fun cat possible but that rarely ever shows as he has not yet ever had a cat care about him in a way that he would actually trust them.
He hates cats that are full on themselfesves it's immature or cats that are too shy they should grow a backbone and growup. He's never afraid of anythig exept twolegs and their monsters, and even when he's frightened it dosen't show apart from the fact that he actually shuts his mouth.
Cursedfire (then named Cursedkit) had always been a little mischevious, as a kit he wandered out of the camp and somehow managed to survive all the way across Volcanoclan territory and make it all the way across the river and into Nightclan camp. He was soaked and it was a wonder he hadn't drown when he ended up in a bush on the Nightclan side of the border. His sister died from greencough when he was a kit. A fight broke out in the camp, he can't remember wich clan it was but since there was a mix of colors he had assumed it was a rouge invasion. He had watched their deputy fight bravely and sadly gave his life for the clan, this had inspired him.Apprentice History:
He was apperenticed with the name Cursedpaw he was eager and happy to learn anything , he wasn't much of a hunter but out of every apperentice in the den he was the best at fighting not because of his strength but his witts, he had even out smarted the leader a few times. His parents were proud of him just as the leader and deputy were. His mother had her second litter and died giving birth none of the kits had survived either. His father was devestated, but continued on with his warrior duties.Warrior History:
He had been named Cursed and it suited him in more ways than one, some good some bad. He sat his vigil not uttering a sound, he sat alone the other apperentices had not been given their warrior names yet. He had sat their thinking he didn't have to listen to his mentor. He thought of his father he hadn't seemed proud at the cerimony. About a week after his warrior cerimony another band of rouges invaded the camp..led by his father. He had fought and accidentally killed his father that day had changed him. He changed from a fun-loving cat to the rude sharp-tounged cat he is now, the fun-loveing cat he used to be is still inside him but he never shows it to anyone because no one ever tried. Because of his father no cat had trusted him, they thought he was going to be a traitor as well and the clan cats hated the idea of him ever becoming deputy.Deputy History:
Not much history, as he was newly and reluctantly appointed deputy by the leader. He had by far earned the right to become deputy and at the time was the best choice after Dartfeather joined Starclan.Leader History:
-Medicine Cat History:
-IC:
Cursedfire walked through the shadows as he stalked into the camp it was the middle of the night and silent, bloodstained his claws were as he withdrew them. He was headed toward the Medicine cat den. A small figure squirmed in his jaws, he held it tenderly as he set it down softly on the floor of the den.Other:
He had heard mews comeing from the river wich he hunted by almost every night. He had discovdered and saved a small tortiseshell kit. He wrapped his tail around the soaked kit and he licked the water from it's pelt, he impatientlty waited for the Medicine cat to wake up as he prodded him with his paw. He soon awoke and took the kit. "I never did this" Cursedfire meowed in a low wispering tone to the Medicine cat, who nodded as turned and padded into his den with the kit. He was Mean, Ruthless, and Powerful but that didn't mean he wasn't a kind and fun cat at heart, if any cat got to know him well enough he might even show them how kind and fun he could be .