Post by Shadeflight on Mar 5, 2009 13:49:23 GMT -5
Name: Iceclaw
Gender: Male
Age: 17 moons
Desired Rank: Warrior [of the Hunting]
Desired Clan: FrozenClan
Physical Description:
Iceclaw is a pure white tom. His fur is medium length, but not too long. It fades into a silvery gray color as his white fur reaches his small paws.
The tip of the tail also fades as it goes up, into the same silvery gray as Iceclaw's silvery gray paws.
Iceclaw doesn't look like it, but he can be very strong. His thin body shows hardly any of his muscle, but it's there. He can help build walls around the camp without much trouble at all.
However, this doesn't always apply for his fighting strength. He's not the strongest cat you'd ever meet; he would probably rank a C+ or a B- if he were graded in a class.
On Iceclaw’s left eye to the side, just past the edge, there is a scar that runs from top to well past the bottom of that eye. On the same side of his body, there is a small scar on Iceclaw's thin shoulder.
Personality:
Iceclaw is the very calm type. He enjoys peace and quiet, although he likes having company every now and then; normally he prefers being alone. He sometimes seems cold, but he is very loving and loyal to those he cares for.
He is rarely loud, and he keeps things to himself unless it's an issue the whole Clan needs to hear about. If he must, he will tell his Clan leader or the Clan deputy what he has discovered. But if he finds it personal, he makes sure the word never gets out.
In general, Iceclaw is very kind. He gets along with the other cats well unless they try to pick fights with him. If someone picks a fight with Iceclaw, he normally either ignores the one who was provoking him, or Iceclaw tells them he doesn't care and walks away. But he can be very sensitive.
Iceclaw doesn't like it when others mock or mimic him in any way, and he is often offended by most jokes unless he knows it's intended to be a joke and nothing more. When he's upset over something such as this, he'll most likely turn around and try walking calmly and not breaking out into a run to get back to the warriors' den and lies down until he's calm again. He can also be fairly gullible, though he tries not to be. Iceclaw can't tell a joke from a fact almost half of the time. You could tell him something like, "I caught an adder today," and Iceclaw would probably reply with, "Really?" and go off to look at the fresh-kill pile out of curiosity.
Basically, he's gullible, shy, and sweet, but not exactly incredibly strong(but still good enough to win a fight or two) and is very sensitive.
Character's Past:
When Iceclaw was a kit, his mother left him and his father alone in DuskClan to go back to her own Clan, for Iceclaw's father and mother had been in a forbidden relationship. After they had Iceclaw, they decided to part ways and meet only during Gatherings. But Iceclaw never understood this.
As a kit, his father would boss him around all the time as though Iceclaw were his servant all the time. Iceclaw would have hardly any free time for playing with the other kits in the nursery and getting to know them. One by one, the kits he didn't get to know would become apprentices before him and eventually, Iceclaw was alone in the nursery at 5 moons old, stuck with his foster mother who seemed to be the only one that cared a little. He hated being alone like that more than anything.
After Iceclaw finally became an apprentice at 6 moons, he thought his father would maybe stop bossing him around quite as much. But unfortunately for Iceclaw, his father became his mentor when he was apprenticed. Like before, Iceclaw acted as his father's servant until sundown. His father would make Iceclaw take care of elders when he did nothing wrong, make him fetch new bedding for the queens more than any other apprentice, hunt for the medicine cats, leader and deputy the most, and worst of all, take care of his own father more than any other cat. Wasn't Iceclaw's father supposed to take care of Iceclaw sometimes, too? His father didn't seem to care about that. But finally, Iceclaw's father gave Iceclaw his first fighting lesson, and a few moons later, they did more including a few hunting lessons, and a moon or two after that, Iceclaw finally had his assessment. He was finally made a warrior, placed in the hunting category for his sharp nose, and he was very proud that day; more than he had ever been in his whole life.
Roleplaying Example:
A cold breeze swept over the air as a white paw stepped on a dead, yellow leaf that had just fallen on the ground. Iceclaw cautiously looked around his surroundings, looking out for cats from any other Clans or his own. He opened his jaws to taste the cold air. Mouse . . . rabbit. . . . he thought to himself boredly, continuing to walk forward through the forest.
Maybe I'll just grab a couple mice or a rabbit and head back to camp. Iceclaw nodded at his own thoughts and crouched into a hunting position, his tail standing straight up. After a short while of searching, the white tom found a mouse sitting in his path, nibbling on some sort of food. Iceclaw grinned and licked his lips hungrily; he hadn't eaten anything yet that day. Driven by his hunger, Iceclaw crept slowly toward the small mouse with silent paw steps. But when he was a mouse-length away from his breakfast, he carelessly stepped on a twig in front of his way. The sound its snap alerted the mouse, and its ears twitched as it looked up to see its stalker. It quickly turned around and dashed away. Icewhisker sighed angrily as he watched his prey escape.
"Mousedung!" He kicked at the ground with his paw, and hit the broken twig, sending the it flying.
Annoyed at his failure, Iceclaw turned around and walked quickly back to camp, trying to get his anger to die down so no one could see his emotion as he returned. He glanced around quickly and ran off to the warriors' den when he saw that the coast was clear.
Notes:
Just a character taken from another RP site I’m on with a different name ’cause I felt like it xD I’ll make a new one later.
Gender: Male
Age: 17 moons
Desired Rank: Warrior [of the Hunting]
Desired Clan: FrozenClan
Physical Description:
Iceclaw is a pure white tom. His fur is medium length, but not too long. It fades into a silvery gray color as his white fur reaches his small paws.
The tip of the tail also fades as it goes up, into the same silvery gray as Iceclaw's silvery gray paws.
Iceclaw doesn't look like it, but he can be very strong. His thin body shows hardly any of his muscle, but it's there. He can help build walls around the camp without much trouble at all.
However, this doesn't always apply for his fighting strength. He's not the strongest cat you'd ever meet; he would probably rank a C+ or a B- if he were graded in a class.
On Iceclaw’s left eye to the side, just past the edge, there is a scar that runs from top to well past the bottom of that eye. On the same side of his body, there is a small scar on Iceclaw's thin shoulder.
Personality:
Iceclaw is the very calm type. He enjoys peace and quiet, although he likes having company every now and then; normally he prefers being alone. He sometimes seems cold, but he is very loving and loyal to those he cares for.
He is rarely loud, and he keeps things to himself unless it's an issue the whole Clan needs to hear about. If he must, he will tell his Clan leader or the Clan deputy what he has discovered. But if he finds it personal, he makes sure the word never gets out.
In general, Iceclaw is very kind. He gets along with the other cats well unless they try to pick fights with him. If someone picks a fight with Iceclaw, he normally either ignores the one who was provoking him, or Iceclaw tells them he doesn't care and walks away. But he can be very sensitive.
Iceclaw doesn't like it when others mock or mimic him in any way, and he is often offended by most jokes unless he knows it's intended to be a joke and nothing more. When he's upset over something such as this, he'll most likely turn around and try walking calmly and not breaking out into a run to get back to the warriors' den and lies down until he's calm again. He can also be fairly gullible, though he tries not to be. Iceclaw can't tell a joke from a fact almost half of the time. You could tell him something like, "I caught an adder today," and Iceclaw would probably reply with, "Really?" and go off to look at the fresh-kill pile out of curiosity.
Basically, he's gullible, shy, and sweet, but not exactly incredibly strong(but still good enough to win a fight or two) and is very sensitive.
Character's Past:
When Iceclaw was a kit, his mother left him and his father alone in DuskClan to go back to her own Clan, for Iceclaw's father and mother had been in a forbidden relationship. After they had Iceclaw, they decided to part ways and meet only during Gatherings. But Iceclaw never understood this.
As a kit, his father would boss him around all the time as though Iceclaw were his servant all the time. Iceclaw would have hardly any free time for playing with the other kits in the nursery and getting to know them. One by one, the kits he didn't get to know would become apprentices before him and eventually, Iceclaw was alone in the nursery at 5 moons old, stuck with his foster mother who seemed to be the only one that cared a little. He hated being alone like that more than anything.
After Iceclaw finally became an apprentice at 6 moons, he thought his father would maybe stop bossing him around quite as much. But unfortunately for Iceclaw, his father became his mentor when he was apprenticed. Like before, Iceclaw acted as his father's servant until sundown. His father would make Iceclaw take care of elders when he did nothing wrong, make him fetch new bedding for the queens more than any other apprentice, hunt for the medicine cats, leader and deputy the most, and worst of all, take care of his own father more than any other cat. Wasn't Iceclaw's father supposed to take care of Iceclaw sometimes, too? His father didn't seem to care about that. But finally, Iceclaw's father gave Iceclaw his first fighting lesson, and a few moons later, they did more including a few hunting lessons, and a moon or two after that, Iceclaw finally had his assessment. He was finally made a warrior, placed in the hunting category for his sharp nose, and he was very proud that day; more than he had ever been in his whole life.
Roleplaying Example:
A cold breeze swept over the air as a white paw stepped on a dead, yellow leaf that had just fallen on the ground. Iceclaw cautiously looked around his surroundings, looking out for cats from any other Clans or his own. He opened his jaws to taste the cold air. Mouse . . . rabbit. . . . he thought to himself boredly, continuing to walk forward through the forest.
Maybe I'll just grab a couple mice or a rabbit and head back to camp. Iceclaw nodded at his own thoughts and crouched into a hunting position, his tail standing straight up. After a short while of searching, the white tom found a mouse sitting in his path, nibbling on some sort of food. Iceclaw grinned and licked his lips hungrily; he hadn't eaten anything yet that day. Driven by his hunger, Iceclaw crept slowly toward the small mouse with silent paw steps. But when he was a mouse-length away from his breakfast, he carelessly stepped on a twig in front of his way. The sound its snap alerted the mouse, and its ears twitched as it looked up to see its stalker. It quickly turned around and dashed away. Icewhisker sighed angrily as he watched his prey escape.
"Mousedung!" He kicked at the ground with his paw, and hit the broken twig, sending the it flying.
Annoyed at his failure, Iceclaw turned around and walked quickly back to camp, trying to get his anger to die down so no one could see his emotion as he returned. He glanced around quickly and ran off to the warriors' den when he saw that the coast was clear.
Notes:
Just a character taken from another RP site I’m on with a different name ’cause I felt like it xD I’ll make a new one later.
