Post by Godsmack on Aug 17, 2006 10:03:21 GMT -5
Name of your Character:
Blackice.
Age:
29 moons.
Gender:
Tom.
Clan:
ShadowClan.
Position:
Deputy.
Description:
Blackice has a handsome pelt of dark black fur, gleaming ebony as the night sky in the dead of midnight. His eyes have a handsome dark blue color to them, shining like sapphires with a silver tint. He has thin, light silver stripes of fur over his onyx coat. Blackice's muscles ripple smoothly beneath his short fur, and his claws are unusually short. However, that just seems to make them all the thicker and sharper. Blackice is a formidable opponent in war, with battle tactics that had been passed down from LionClan themselves.
Personality:
The dark and silver tomcat has a cool, commanding air about him. He easily finds what he needs by simply scorching another with his hot sapphire gaze. He has no need to become angry and hot with his Clan mates, but is extremely hostile to the other Clans. He won't do much more than hiss, growl, snort, grunt, snarl, or flatten his ears at them. However, he stays faithfully by his leader's side, and is polite to the medicine cat, and she-cats.
History:
Blackice was born as Black-kit to an exhausted queen, on a harsh, cold leaf-bare twilight. He was named for his strange black pelt, and his cold blue eyes. Black-kit often was found with the leader, learning all he could from him, and often was taught by the deputy some of the Clan's lifestyles and of the other Clans. He easily grew to Blackpaw, and easily outgrew the other apprentices. Blackpaw earned his warrior name after a BloodClan patrol raided camp. His mother and father were killed in the battle, but he endured it silently. Blackpaw became Blackice then, and before the eyes of the warriors, vowed his allegiance to ShadowClan.
Passward:
RPG example:
Moonlight filtered through the dark green leaves, and poolled around Blackice's handsome black and silver form. On a tall, grassy hill, overlooking the lands below, and with a clear view to the stars, the muscular tom waited, sensing something was happening. His ears were pricked, his eyes glowing a soft silver.
Blackice stared at the starry sky, and suddenly, one of the stars quivered, flashing bright gold, then fading once more. The star cast its full glow on the muscular deputy's pelt, and he sighed contentedly. "Sunshine," he whispered. "My mother. Rest in peace with your mate Ebonytail." Sighing, he then turned, tail flicking as if to deny he'd ever been soft with his mother, and had ever looked up to Ebonytail, a great and powerful warrior.
Blackice.
Age:
29 moons.
Gender:
Tom.
Clan:
ShadowClan.
Position:
Deputy.
Description:
Blackice has a handsome pelt of dark black fur, gleaming ebony as the night sky in the dead of midnight. His eyes have a handsome dark blue color to them, shining like sapphires with a silver tint. He has thin, light silver stripes of fur over his onyx coat. Blackice's muscles ripple smoothly beneath his short fur, and his claws are unusually short. However, that just seems to make them all the thicker and sharper. Blackice is a formidable opponent in war, with battle tactics that had been passed down from LionClan themselves.
Personality:
The dark and silver tomcat has a cool, commanding air about him. He easily finds what he needs by simply scorching another with his hot sapphire gaze. He has no need to become angry and hot with his Clan mates, but is extremely hostile to the other Clans. He won't do much more than hiss, growl, snort, grunt, snarl, or flatten his ears at them. However, he stays faithfully by his leader's side, and is polite to the medicine cat, and she-cats.
History:
Blackice was born as Black-kit to an exhausted queen, on a harsh, cold leaf-bare twilight. He was named for his strange black pelt, and his cold blue eyes. Black-kit often was found with the leader, learning all he could from him, and often was taught by the deputy some of the Clan's lifestyles and of the other Clans. He easily grew to Blackpaw, and easily outgrew the other apprentices. Blackpaw earned his warrior name after a BloodClan patrol raided camp. His mother and father were killed in the battle, but he endured it silently. Blackpaw became Blackice then, and before the eyes of the warriors, vowed his allegiance to ShadowClan.
Passward:
RPG example:
Moonlight filtered through the dark green leaves, and poolled around Blackice's handsome black and silver form. On a tall, grassy hill, overlooking the lands below, and with a clear view to the stars, the muscular tom waited, sensing something was happening. His ears were pricked, his eyes glowing a soft silver.
Blackice stared at the starry sky, and suddenly, one of the stars quivered, flashing bright gold, then fading once more. The star cast its full glow on the muscular deputy's pelt, and he sighed contentedly. "Sunshine," he whispered. "My mother. Rest in peace with your mate Ebonytail." Sighing, he then turned, tail flicking as if to deny he'd ever been soft with his mother, and had ever looked up to Ebonytail, a great and powerful warrior.
