Post by silverclaw on Dec 12, 2007 17:14:18 GMT -5
Name: Silverclaw
Age: 29 moons
Gender: She-cat
Position: Warrior
Clan: Mountainclan
Picture:
Quick Description: silver tabby she-cat with blue eyes
Appearance:
Age: 29 moons
Gender: She-cat
Position: Warrior
Clan: Mountainclan
Picture:
Quick Description: silver tabby she-cat with blue eyes
Appearance:
Silverclaw is short and slender, with small round paws. Her fur isn't long, but it isn't that short either and it is silver with dark gray tabby stripes. The tabby fur fur is always sleek and glossy because she grooms it all the time. Her underbelly is also silver, but paler than the rest of her, and the slender legs taper to dark gray paws with sharp, little claws.Personality:
Her eyes are a clear blue that really stand out from her silver face and striped forehead. She has small ears; one is pointed, but the other is missing the very tip from a fight when she was an apprentice.
Silverclaw is reserved and knows when to run from a fight, just like the others in her Clan, but she is one of the bolder ones. She is usually pretty serious and doesn't joke around or have fun that much, but she secretly wishes she were more fun-loving like the VolcanoClan cats.Kit History:
Silverclaw is very nice and loves to help other cats when she can. She is very trusting, maybe too trusting, though, so she is trying to learn to control that trait before it gets her into trouble. She loves kits and often visits them or watches them so their mothers can go hunting. She would also love to have kits of her own one day, but so far she doesn't have a mate. Silverclaw is very peaceful when no one is bothering her, but in a fight she is a vicious fighter. She's not as great at hunting as she is at fighting, but she's not terrible at it.
Silverclaw is somewhat ambitious and might like to become the deputy someday, but not yet, because she hasn't been a warrior for that long.
Silverclaw was very playful as a kit, but she soon learned to become reserved like the rest of her Clanmates. She was born into MountainClan by a she-cat named streamheart, who looks just like Silverclaw. Her father, Stoneclaw, is a gray tom with green eyes and has one of the larger builds in the Clan. He lives in the elders' den now, but every once in a while he goes out to the forest to try to catch something, just because he misses being a warrior.Apprentice History:
Back when she was Silverpaw, she had been very shy and afraid of failure. She has now grown out of that, but is still slightly shy and reserved. When she was out training with her mentor, Sageheart, one day, a hungry fox had snuck up on them and attacked. There was no way for them to get away, so they had to fight for their lives. Luckily, the fox was small and starving, and Silverpaw was well-trained and about to become a warrior. They were able to fight off the scrawny fox with no serious injuries. Silverpaw did lose the very tip of her left ear, but it healed quickly, due to the help of the Medicine Cat.Warrior History:
Silverclaw became a warrior after receiving great training from her mentor who helped her greatly with her hunting skills. She was a naturally good fighter and only needed to be taught the moves once, but her hunting skills needed a lot of work. When she first started training, she was terrible at it! She had a great mentor though, so she greatly improved her skills. Now she's not terrible at it, but she's certainly not great at it. When she had just become a warrior, her father climbed up to the very top of a tall tree to get a large sparrow. Unfortunately, he fell and broke both of his rear legs, and twisted his front paw. The medicine cat did the best job possible, but one of the rear legs still didn't work right. He had to move to the elders' den and give up his warrior responsibilities. He misses being a warrior though, so sometimes he goes into the forest and if he's lucky he can catch something. Her mother, Streamheart, is still a healthy warrior and often goes to visit her mate, and accompany him hunting.Deputy History: Leader History: Leader History: Leader History: Medicine Cat History: Medicine Cat History: IC:
Silverpaw padded through the sparse trees after her mentor, Sageheart. She was almost done with her apprentice training, and Sageheart had said that this would proobably be their last training session before she became a warrior. She was so excited that she hardly had time to recognize that terrible scent until the fox was standing right in front of them. Her excitement quickly turned to a mixture of horror, rage, and fear as the fox leapt on her mentor and pinned her down. Silverpaw's head told her to run, but she knew in her heart that she would never leave her mentor behind to die this way. Besides, the fox was scrawny and starving, and Silverpaw was a great fighter. Without thinking for a moment more, Silverpaw let out a ferocious yowl and leaped onto the fox's back. She dug her claws into the creature's skin as hard as she could, and bit the back of his neck so viciously that blood spurted out everywhere. This vile animal would pay for attacking her mentor. While the fox was distracted with Silverpaw, Sageheart got a chance to slither out from under its flailing paws and rear back to swipe her claws across its face. Silverpaw looked up and saw that the only injuries her mentor had were a few clumps of fur missing and a small scratch on her shoulder. Unfortunately, when Silverpaw looked up, she had accidentally loosened her grip on the fox's back. She was thrown off and landed with a thud that drove the breath out of her. Luckily, she had landed on a soft pile of leaves and had not been injured. When she was able to stagger back to her paws, she saw that the fox had new slashes across its face and was visibly weakening, but Sageheart was being driven back against a tree. Silverpaw raced forward, limping slightly from a torn claw and raked her claws down the fox's bushy red tail, before biting viciously into its hind leg. The fox screeched in pain and whisked around, his jaws snapping. Silverpaw ducked quickly, but those teeth caught on the very tip of her leaft ear. Now she screeched in pain and fury, and raked her claws across its muzzle. She shook the blood off her paw and the fox raised its own paw, as if to fight back, but then Sageheart stepped forward and hissed and snarled menacingly. Faced with the two strong, ready-to-fight she-cats, the fox turned and fled toward the border, it's bleeding tail tucked between its legs.Other: Other: