Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2016 16:12:36 GMT -5
Name: Blackpaw
(Blackheart)
Age: Six moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: RainClan
Rank: Apprentice
Picture:
Description: Blackpaw’s pelt is mostly gray with pitch black stripes, with splotches of tan, and white on his belly and face. At six moons old, he isn’t as big as he could be, and yet he’s still not sure if he is going to grow much. His features are nothing special, pale yellow eyes, black nose that matches his black pelt, and long white whiskers. This tom doesn’t have much muscle and isn’t that strong, but he prefers it this way. His fur is quite long and fluffy; he has trouble keeping it clean, but makes due with what he’s got. He has small tuffs of fur coming off the tips of his ears.
Description Summary:Small, long furred, gray with black stripes, and a white underbelly tom with pale yellow eyes.
Personality: Blackpaw was the only kit in his litter that didn’t see the use in fighting. He didn’t get the point of battles if the clans could all live peacefully. This tom also didn’t like seeing his clan-mates hurt and scared. The near mention of battles makes him shudder at the dark images that appeared in this young cats mind. However, he always kept his judgment on battles to himself, never thinking it was his place to speak up on such matters.
He was always a playful kit, but he was the one that always obeyed orders and kept his litter-mates from getting themselves in trouble. Always wanting to play mossball rather than play fake battles. As well, he would always pick practicing hunting moves than fighting moves. This tom is a kitty pacifist through and through, but never wanting to speak up about his beliefs of there being a better way to handle disputes between the clan. He never wanted to seem weak.
With being a pacifist as a cat, wanting to never look weak in the eyes of others he rarely speaks out against any of his clan-mates. Or speaks up for himself. He rather hide in a shadow and go unnoticed in debates than have his clan-mates laugh at him for his difference in opinions.
History: Blackpaw was born in Rainclan with his two brothers, on a leaf-bare night. His father called him Black-kit, because his pitch black stripes which covered most of his body. He grew up wanting to explore the camp, and Rainclan’s territory, but was the only one that didn’t want to break the rules of his leader. He was the one that tried to stop his brothers from going out of the camp; they teased him and called him weak. Still, that didn’t stop him from trying to stop them from getting into all sorts of kit trouble. None of his efforts were any good. After a few moons black-kit gave up trying to keep his litter-mates out of trouble, and started to just stay out of their ‘adventures’ and kept his thoughts to himself. Instead he did his own thing, which included listening to the elder’s stories, cleaning the elders bedding, and checking their pelts for ticks, as well as helping the medicine cat.
(Blackheart)
Age: Six moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: RainClan
Rank: Apprentice
Picture:
Description: Blackpaw’s pelt is mostly gray with pitch black stripes, with splotches of tan, and white on his belly and face. At six moons old, he isn’t as big as he could be, and yet he’s still not sure if he is going to grow much. His features are nothing special, pale yellow eyes, black nose that matches his black pelt, and long white whiskers. This tom doesn’t have much muscle and isn’t that strong, but he prefers it this way. His fur is quite long and fluffy; he has trouble keeping it clean, but makes due with what he’s got. He has small tuffs of fur coming off the tips of his ears.
Description Summary:Small, long furred, gray with black stripes, and a white underbelly tom with pale yellow eyes.
Personality: Blackpaw was the only kit in his litter that didn’t see the use in fighting. He didn’t get the point of battles if the clans could all live peacefully. This tom also didn’t like seeing his clan-mates hurt and scared. The near mention of battles makes him shudder at the dark images that appeared in this young cats mind. However, he always kept his judgment on battles to himself, never thinking it was his place to speak up on such matters.
He was always a playful kit, but he was the one that always obeyed orders and kept his litter-mates from getting themselves in trouble. Always wanting to play mossball rather than play fake battles. As well, he would always pick practicing hunting moves than fighting moves. This tom is a kitty pacifist through and through, but never wanting to speak up about his beliefs of there being a better way to handle disputes between the clan. He never wanted to seem weak.
With being a pacifist as a cat, wanting to never look weak in the eyes of others he rarely speaks out against any of his clan-mates. Or speaks up for himself. He rather hide in a shadow and go unnoticed in debates than have his clan-mates laugh at him for his difference in opinions.
History: Blackpaw was born in Rainclan with his two brothers, on a leaf-bare night. His father called him Black-kit, because his pitch black stripes which covered most of his body. He grew up wanting to explore the camp, and Rainclan’s territory, but was the only one that didn’t want to break the rules of his leader. He was the one that tried to stop his brothers from going out of the camp; they teased him and called him weak. Still, that didn’t stop him from trying to stop them from getting into all sorts of kit trouble. None of his efforts were any good. After a few moons black-kit gave up trying to keep his litter-mates out of trouble, and started to just stay out of their ‘adventures’ and kept his thoughts to himself. Instead he did his own thing, which included listening to the elder’s stories, cleaning the elders bedding, and checking their pelts for ticks, as well as helping the medicine cat.