Post by Winterpaw on Oct 31, 2012 0:50:05 GMT -5
Name:
Winterpaw
Age:
Eight Moons
Rank:
Apprentice
Clan:
Was WindClan, now StarClan
Appearance:
Winterpaw is a strongly built, muscular tom. His fur is the purest white, smooth and silky like a pool of water. Glistening, burning, captivating green eyes glow from his strongly defined, angular face. His handsomeness is extraordinary, for an apprentice. His legs are long and lean, as is the rest of his body, so he is tall for his age. His nose is a dark red, like a splash of blood, adding another drop of color onto this snow white tom.
Personality:
He's quiet and stunning, not talking much. He has many thoughts and ideas, and he loves his family. He sees how he's much like his mother-- strong and silent, though when he feels comfortable, he talks a lot sometimes. His eyes are always watching, ears always listening. He's a sweetheart, and he makes a point of being nice to others to prove he isn't his father. He hopes one day to make everyone proud.
---Likes:Family, Kits, Being Alone, Storms, Nighttime, Trees, Singing
--- Dislikes:Rapists, His father & uncle, Arrogance, Rudeness, Slavery, Yelling
---Strengths:Physical Activities, Communing With StarClan, Knowing When Someone's Lying, Singing, Acting.
---Weaknesses:Shyness, Claustrophobic, Afraid of Squirrels
History:
Winterpaw had a rough life. His father raped his mother to impregnate her; she killed him for it. He grew up cherished by the tiny she-cat. She went missing one day, and he found her dead body and carried it back to camp. He grieved for a long time, and when out on a patrol with his mentor, he scented badger. The patrol went to check it out, only to find the badger torn apart. Two wolves, lean from starvation, closed in. Winterpaw attacked them both, giving his Clanmates time to regroup and get help. They sent Winterpaw's friend back to get help, and several warriors arrived in time to save the patrol. However, a younger wolf was hiding away and when the cats turned to leave, it leaped out and tried to grab Winterpaw's leader. He shrieked in fury and pain and launched himself in between the two so that the wolf pup killed him instead. It snapped his neck in its jaws and shook hard from side to side, killing him the moment its jaws closed on his neck and snapped it. The other warriors killed the thing, knowing already that it was too late to save Winterpaw. He watches them from StarClan now, along with his mother, and he waits for his true love to join him in StarClan.
Winterpaw
Age:
Eight Moons
Rank:
Apprentice
Clan:
Was WindClan, now StarClan
Appearance:
Winterpaw is a strongly built, muscular tom. His fur is the purest white, smooth and silky like a pool of water. Glistening, burning, captivating green eyes glow from his strongly defined, angular face. His handsomeness is extraordinary, for an apprentice. His legs are long and lean, as is the rest of his body, so he is tall for his age. His nose is a dark red, like a splash of blood, adding another drop of color onto this snow white tom.
Personality:
He's quiet and stunning, not talking much. He has many thoughts and ideas, and he loves his family. He sees how he's much like his mother-- strong and silent, though when he feels comfortable, he talks a lot sometimes. His eyes are always watching, ears always listening. He's a sweetheart, and he makes a point of being nice to others to prove he isn't his father. He hopes one day to make everyone proud.
---Likes:Family, Kits, Being Alone, Storms, Nighttime, Trees, Singing
--- Dislikes:Rapists, His father & uncle, Arrogance, Rudeness, Slavery, Yelling
---Strengths:Physical Activities, Communing With StarClan, Knowing When Someone's Lying, Singing, Acting.
---Weaknesses:Shyness, Claustrophobic, Afraid of Squirrels
History:
Winterpaw had a rough life. His father raped his mother to impregnate her; she killed him for it. He grew up cherished by the tiny she-cat. She went missing one day, and he found her dead body and carried it back to camp. He grieved for a long time, and when out on a patrol with his mentor, he scented badger. The patrol went to check it out, only to find the badger torn apart. Two wolves, lean from starvation, closed in. Winterpaw attacked them both, giving his Clanmates time to regroup and get help. They sent Winterpaw's friend back to get help, and several warriors arrived in time to save the patrol. However, a younger wolf was hiding away and when the cats turned to leave, it leaped out and tried to grab Winterpaw's leader. He shrieked in fury and pain and launched himself in between the two so that the wolf pup killed him instead. It snapped his neck in its jaws and shook hard from side to side, killing him the moment its jaws closed on his neck and snapped it. The other warriors killed the thing, knowing already that it was too late to save Winterpaw. He watches them from StarClan now, along with his mother, and he waits for his true love to join him in StarClan.