Post by echo on Jan 5, 2009 20:52:47 GMT -6
Name: Spiritflare
Family: unknown
Rank: Warrior
Clan: SunClan
Gender: Tom
Age: 8 moons
Eye Color: golden amber and starry blue
Fur Color: light ginger
Other Appearances:
Names of cats: this one
Other:
Family: unknown
Rank: Warrior
Clan: SunClan
Gender: Tom
Age: 8 moons
Eye Color: golden amber and starry blue
Fur Color: light ginger
Other Appearances:
He has a scar near his muzzle from a battle long past. His fur is average length. His tail is a bit fluffier at the tip. Under sunlight, his fur flows like a flare of light. However, there is a small comet-shaped patch of white on his chest.Personality:
Confident in his clanmates and himself, he firmly believes anything is possible if a cat puts their heart into it. Sometimes he can be rather bitter and vengeful. But he is still loyal. If he feels the warrior code has to be broken, then he will break it if he thinks it's the right thing. This cat is strong willed and defiant, leading him to be sometimes mutinous. He can be sly and trick other cats but very rarely. He is an excellent lier and often secretive.History:
He has no recollection of his own past whatsoever. He had woken up one day alone in the forest when he was 5-moons old. A warrior had found him and realized the young cat was telling the truth when he said he couldn't remember anything. It was almost as if the cat had suddenly just appeared out of nowhere. The scar on his face came from before he lost his memory. It was in a battle of a large group of rogues. It is his only connection from his forgotten past that remains. Sometimes he has dreams of the life that was lost to him, and his scar twinges if something seems familiar from before. Learning things came easily if he had known it before, so he is sort of a prodigy.RP Example:
*this is before he loses his memory--im calling him by his clan name cuz i cant think of one for before*Cats you RP: 1
Spiritflare crept through the undergrowth. His gaze was penetrating, and they were filled with certainty. This was enemy territory--if he was caught, then all the hopes that were riding on him would've been for nothing. It would mean the death of many cats. His family...his friends...Whiskers trembling, the cat held his breath as a breeze ruffled the leaves around him. He was upwind, and incredibly vulnerable. Spiritflare cautiously padded onwards, tasting the air every once in awhile. The coast was clear. He hoped. Tail flicking, ears laid back, eyes narrowed, the cat continued his dangerous journey. Suddenly, a SNAP caught his attention. He instantly fell smoothly into a solid battle stance, claws unsheathed. Seconds passed, but they felt like days. Breathing a sigh of relief, Spirtflare took another step forward.
"I knew it! An enemy spy!" A voice yowled.
Nameless's eyes widened in surprise, and his hopes evaporated.
Names of cats: this one
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