Post by Deleted on Jun 29, 2017 1:35:18 GMT -5
Name:
Hawkchaser
Age:
37 moons
Gender:
Tom
Clan:
Treeclan
Rank:
Warrior
Picture:
Credit: Marcelo Flocco - Beautiful Cat, Flickr
Description:
Hawkchaser may not be exactly as one pictures with his name. Most would probably expect a brown tabby cat yet Hawk is mostly white. His long pelt easily allows the already bulky tom to seem even larger despite his average height even though his fur is really as soft as a feather. Brown tabby patches are splattered throughout his frosty fur and coadting most of his back and his head. A cute little pink nose matches all four of his paw pads that carry his sturdy bodice with great elegance and ease. White whiskers and dark amber eyes complete this tom.
Description Summary:
A mostly white long furred tom with brown tabby patches and dark amber eyes.
Personality:
Hawkchaser is one of a kind. Normally here one second gone the next this feline is always on the prowl for something to do. Even the smallest of things. Similar to his sibling once something has his attention he tunnels all his energy during every waking moment into it. He tends to chase his goal until he completes it and has a utter hatred of failing.
Over many moons he would have to say that he still feels a terrible guilt that traps him into pushing to do the right thing. It keeps him going even when he feels all hope is lost. Over time he has dealt with that hollow feeling that gnaws on his insides when things start to fall apart which is why he takes time to warm up to others before truely being his natural goofy self. The busier he is the better off he will be.
History:
Hawkchaser was born alongside his other siblings to Lakemist and Leafbrindle. While he has no memory of Lakemist he does have fond memories of Honeysong along with his brother Falconkit, who would later become Falconstorm. His kit-hood was blissful without the knowledge of his true mother and it was only shortly before he was apprenticed that he and his siblings were sat down and told the truth, that Lakemist was their mother. While he understood what was being told at first he didn't want to believe it.
By the time he became an apprentice Hawkchaser had accepted the truth and became known as Hawkpaw. His mentor was loyal warrior of the clan who would go on to teach him a great deal of things. One important thing was how to death with disaster. As a kit and early apprentice he simply seemed to dismiss that anything could ruin the peace of his world. Unlucky he had been in camp when the foxes attacked. Taking the ticks off of grumpy elders actually. He does't forget that memory of rushing out of the elders den due to the yowling of cats as the either battle cried or yowled in terror and pain. Nothing haunts him more then the face of the kit he saw dangling from the jaws of the fox. The pure terror in it's eyes as it was carried swiftly out of the camp's walls. As soon as that fox left most of the others seemed to retreat along with it and as the dust settled it revealed the death of a warrior and many more injured. Guilt swarmed him and continues to this day about how he froze there watching in horror at the battle in front of him.
It took him some time before he finally felt better about himself. Needless to say that when he was told he was too young to join in the clan battles against more foxes and other clans he was sighing with relief. The rest of his apprenticeship was him dealing with his guilt and and transforming it into his hard working behavior seeing as if he's focused on something it gives him less time to think about anything other than it.
Finally it was time to become a warrior. Hawkpaw became Hawkchaser. Thus far nothing too interesting has been happening, well with the exception of Falconstorm becoming a medicine cat. Something Hawkchaser congratulated his sibling on. He keeps himself busy day in and day out.
Other:
Son of Leafbrindle
Brother of Falconstorm
Hawkchaser
Age:
37 moons
Gender:
Tom
Clan:
Treeclan
Rank:
Warrior
Picture:
Credit: Marcelo Flocco - Beautiful Cat, Flickr
Description:
Hawkchaser may not be exactly as one pictures with his name. Most would probably expect a brown tabby cat yet Hawk is mostly white. His long pelt easily allows the already bulky tom to seem even larger despite his average height even though his fur is really as soft as a feather. Brown tabby patches are splattered throughout his frosty fur and coadting most of his back and his head. A cute little pink nose matches all four of his paw pads that carry his sturdy bodice with great elegance and ease. White whiskers and dark amber eyes complete this tom.
Description Summary:
A mostly white long furred tom with brown tabby patches and dark amber eyes.
Personality:
Hawkchaser is one of a kind. Normally here one second gone the next this feline is always on the prowl for something to do. Even the smallest of things. Similar to his sibling once something has his attention he tunnels all his energy during every waking moment into it. He tends to chase his goal until he completes it and has a utter hatred of failing.
Over many moons he would have to say that he still feels a terrible guilt that traps him into pushing to do the right thing. It keeps him going even when he feels all hope is lost. Over time he has dealt with that hollow feeling that gnaws on his insides when things start to fall apart which is why he takes time to warm up to others before truely being his natural goofy self. The busier he is the better off he will be.
History:
Hawkchaser was born alongside his other siblings to Lakemist and Leafbrindle. While he has no memory of Lakemist he does have fond memories of Honeysong along with his brother Falconkit, who would later become Falconstorm. His kit-hood was blissful without the knowledge of his true mother and it was only shortly before he was apprenticed that he and his siblings were sat down and told the truth, that Lakemist was their mother. While he understood what was being told at first he didn't want to believe it.
By the time he became an apprentice Hawkchaser had accepted the truth and became known as Hawkpaw. His mentor was loyal warrior of the clan who would go on to teach him a great deal of things. One important thing was how to death with disaster. As a kit and early apprentice he simply seemed to dismiss that anything could ruin the peace of his world. Unlucky he had been in camp when the foxes attacked. Taking the ticks off of grumpy elders actually. He does't forget that memory of rushing out of the elders den due to the yowling of cats as the either battle cried or yowled in terror and pain. Nothing haunts him more then the face of the kit he saw dangling from the jaws of the fox. The pure terror in it's eyes as it was carried swiftly out of the camp's walls. As soon as that fox left most of the others seemed to retreat along with it and as the dust settled it revealed the death of a warrior and many more injured. Guilt swarmed him and continues to this day about how he froze there watching in horror at the battle in front of him.
It took him some time before he finally felt better about himself. Needless to say that when he was told he was too young to join in the clan battles against more foxes and other clans he was sighing with relief. The rest of his apprenticeship was him dealing with his guilt and and transforming it into his hard working behavior seeing as if he's focused on something it gives him less time to think about anything other than it.
Finally it was time to become a warrior. Hawkpaw became Hawkchaser. Thus far nothing too interesting has been happening, well with the exception of Falconstorm becoming a medicine cat. Something Hawkchaser congratulated his sibling on. He keeps himself busy day in and day out.
Other:
Son of Leafbrindle
Brother of Falconstorm