Post by Ghost the Undead Goddess on Jan 16, 2019 4:13:03 GMT -5
Name: Brushkit - Brushpaw - Brushfire
Age: 20 Moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: Treeclan
Rank: Warrior
Relationship: Brother to Timberfrost, Bio
Picture: Brushfire Brushfire 2
Description Summary: An orange tabby tomcat with amber eyes
Personality: Mostly up to adopter - Brushfire is more quiet than his siblings, keeps more to himself but that doesn't mean he isn't ambitious. Also fueled by his father's dreams, Brushfire sets his goals high but keeps them to himself. Extremely loyal to his sisters and his mother, the line of loyalty to his clan can be blurred occasionally.
History: Tabbies of all kinds have lived and thrived throughout the history of the clans, all with different sizes and colorations and ancestral memories. Treeclan, like the others, has never been short on the variations of tabbies. Goldenflame was a handsome and large tabby tomcat, more red than golden as his name suggested. He was a young stud that was perused by many a she-cats, though only one seemed to catch his attention. She was a brown tabby by the name of Briarshade, and was only a few moons younger than he was, but they both had high ambitions within the clan and it didn't take long for them to blossom into pair of mates. Goldenflame had high aspirations to become leader of Treeclan someday, and often was overheard telling Briarshade that she would be his deputy if that were to happen. Within time, the younger feline announced that she would be having Goldenflame's kits, and producing future warriors for their clan.
Three kits were born from this pair: Timberkit, Bramblekit and Brushkit. The Tabby Trio.
At twelve moons old Timberpaw, Whitethroat, Bramblepaw and their father, Goldenflame ran into a massive badger that had stumbled down from the the mountains surrounding the valley. The fight couldn't have lasted more than eight minutes but it seemed like a lifetime for the two young she-cats that practically fought for their lives among the two senior warriors with them. Not cat was left without injury once the mangy old badger was run off, back among the stones of the valley wall. Timberpaw barely missed having one of those icy cerulean eyes gouged out, blood dripped along her dark pelt as a shallow claw mark marred above one eye and continued down below it, sure to be a noticeable scar once it healed. Whitethroat managed to tear open an ear and had a few bleeding scratches here and there among his black pelt. Bramblepaw had, at some point, been thrown into a tree and causing some sort of break within one of her hindlegs. Though none of those compared to the lifeless, bloody body of Goldenflame as he lay still among the other three cats, the fierce ambition of life dying within his amber eyes.
Their father was mourned for that night and buried the next dawn with the held of Timberpaw and Brushpaw as Bramblepaw lay within the Medicine Cat's Den, her leg keeping her from training for a while. Briarshade seemed to loose some of the pep within her attitude at the fall of her mate, her heart broken for obvious reason as she continued to be a warrior and a mother by checking in on all three of her kits, though spending more time with Bramblepaw as she healed. Timberpaw was pulled infront of the clan only days after Goldenflame's death and was named a warrior, as Whitethroat had insisted. She had preformed marvelously in fighting off the badger and in wake of Goldenflame's death. Timberpaw became Timberfrost.
Bramblepaw returned at eighteen moons and received her warrior name of Bramblevine with her brother who became Brushfire.
Adoptable: Yes + 50 Prey for being related to Tigerclaw/star through Goldenflame
Creator: Ghost The Undead Goddess
Age: 20 Moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: Treeclan
Rank: Warrior
Relationship: Brother to Timberfrost, Bio
Picture: Brushfire Brushfire 2
Description Summary: An orange tabby tomcat with amber eyes
Personality: Mostly up to adopter - Brushfire is more quiet than his siblings, keeps more to himself but that doesn't mean he isn't ambitious. Also fueled by his father's dreams, Brushfire sets his goals high but keeps them to himself. Extremely loyal to his sisters and his mother, the line of loyalty to his clan can be blurred occasionally.
History: Tabbies of all kinds have lived and thrived throughout the history of the clans, all with different sizes and colorations and ancestral memories. Treeclan, like the others, has never been short on the variations of tabbies. Goldenflame was a handsome and large tabby tomcat, more red than golden as his name suggested. He was a young stud that was perused by many a she-cats, though only one seemed to catch his attention. She was a brown tabby by the name of Briarshade, and was only a few moons younger than he was, but they both had high ambitions within the clan and it didn't take long for them to blossom into pair of mates. Goldenflame had high aspirations to become leader of Treeclan someday, and often was overheard telling Briarshade that she would be his deputy if that were to happen. Within time, the younger feline announced that she would be having Goldenflame's kits, and producing future warriors for their clan.
Three kits were born from this pair: Timberkit, Bramblekit and Brushkit. The Tabby Trio.
At twelve moons old Timberpaw, Whitethroat, Bramblepaw and their father, Goldenflame ran into a massive badger that had stumbled down from the the mountains surrounding the valley. The fight couldn't have lasted more than eight minutes but it seemed like a lifetime for the two young she-cats that practically fought for their lives among the two senior warriors with them. Not cat was left without injury once the mangy old badger was run off, back among the stones of the valley wall. Timberpaw barely missed having one of those icy cerulean eyes gouged out, blood dripped along her dark pelt as a shallow claw mark marred above one eye and continued down below it, sure to be a noticeable scar once it healed. Whitethroat managed to tear open an ear and had a few bleeding scratches here and there among his black pelt. Bramblepaw had, at some point, been thrown into a tree and causing some sort of break within one of her hindlegs. Though none of those compared to the lifeless, bloody body of Goldenflame as he lay still among the other three cats, the fierce ambition of life dying within his amber eyes.
Their father was mourned for that night and buried the next dawn with the held of Timberpaw and Brushpaw as Bramblepaw lay within the Medicine Cat's Den, her leg keeping her from training for a while. Briarshade seemed to loose some of the pep within her attitude at the fall of her mate, her heart broken for obvious reason as she continued to be a warrior and a mother by checking in on all three of her kits, though spending more time with Bramblepaw as she healed. Timberpaw was pulled infront of the clan only days after Goldenflame's death and was named a warrior, as Whitethroat had insisted. She had preformed marvelously in fighting off the badger and in wake of Goldenflame's death. Timberpaw became Timberfrost.
Bramblepaw returned at eighteen moons and received her warrior name of Bramblevine with her brother who became Brushfire.
Adoptable: Yes + 50 Prey for being related to Tigerclaw/star through Goldenflame
Creator: Ghost The Undead Goddess