Post by moddy on Feb 18, 2009 17:45:15 GMT -5
Roleplayer| Modd, kthx.
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Name| Pebbleclaw.
Gender| Tom.
Physical Description| Pebbleclaw is a small-sized cat, not too much bigger than the average apprentice's size. His fur is a dark, blue-gray color and it is always smooth to the touch (or at least as close as it can be to that). His tail is longer than usual, though, and is always held high. His face is small and rounded (if that is possible) and his ears are large and almost bat-like.
Views| Pebbleclaw does, indeed, want the Clan to stay together. There's only one reason he wants that, though: he wants to be leader. He wants control over every cat in the enclosure. If that happens, he can have his way and that would please him more than anything else. He thinks that if he is leader, he can get back at the cats who bothered him when he was younger by punishing them.
Kin| Ratfang (deceased) - father, Sandfoot (deceased) - mother, Mudnose (deceased) - brother from another litter.
History| Pebbleclaw was brought into the world just like any other kit. He was named after his blue-ish gray pelt or at least that's what most he thinks. He was actually named after his small size; pebbles, being small, seemed to describe him well.
As an apprentice, Pebbleclaw was mentored by his father. Since his father was envious and nasty towards every cat, he took on that trait as well, being polite only to his father. He didn't care for his mother that much and was aggressive towards her. His father didn't care if he was mean to her, either. The only reason he had mated with her was because he wanted someone he could train to be just like him. All the enclosure needed was another Ratfang; the cat got on almost everyone's nerves and he didn't know when to stop. When he was to pass away, he wanted Pebbleclaw to continue his "legacy". At first, Pebbleclaw agreed to that. It seemed like it would be fun to follow in his father's pawsteps.
When he wasn't with Ratfang, other cats would mess with him just because of his father. They would push him around and tell him what to do. He hated that but he did what they said, in fear of getting hurt. There was one cat in particular, Mudnose, who seemed to mess with him like crazy. It seemed to be his hobby and he just didn't know when to stop. Mudnose had no real reason for it, either, but claimed that it was because Pebbleclaw was his younger brother and he was allowed to do this stuff because of that. Pebbleclaw was tired of it, of course, and threatened Mudnose daily. But his brother would just laugh and continue on.
When it came time for his apprenticeship to end, Ratfang gave him his warrior name, Pebbleclaw. He chose "-Claw" because of his tough fighting skills and aggressive attitude. Then Pebbleclaw decided to leave his family and find his own way around. Turns out that Mudnose had followed him and still tended to tease him. Eventually, Pebbleclaw attacked Mudnose. At first, the wounds he left on his brother seemed like nothing serious. Though, one of the bigger sores became infected and since the two had no way of healing Mudnose, the brown tom died after a few days. Pebbleclaw didn't care about Mudnose. He never did.
Soon enough, Pebbleclaw decided to find his family again. The only one he found was Sandfoot, his mother, and when he asked where Ratfang was, her answer was simple; "He's gone." At first Pebbleclaw thought that she meant he had left her but that wasn't the case. Ratfang was dead. Gone forever. His father was dead. An anger built up inside Pebbleclaw because of that and he began taking his rage out on Sandfoot. He didn't even bother to ask how his father had died. He just blamed her. As days went on, Pebbleclaw continued to take it all out on his mother. Then, one day, Sandfoot attempted at an escape. This made Pebbleclaw even angrier and he attacked her one more time and she was finished. Gone forever just like his father.
Pebbleclaw left again, leaving Sandfoot's dead body there to rot or perhaps for the rats to eat. It didn't matter to him. The rage still lived inside him and he became angrier and angrier each day, until he finally came to one conclusion: If you want something, you have to take it by force. And that's exactly what Pebbleclaw would do. He would steal food and start fights and attack others for no reason. That was just the way he lived nowadays. One day, the small tom stumbled upon an even smaller, and thinner, kit. The kit wasn't too young, around apprentice age. For once in his life, Pebbleclaw felt pity for someone else other than himself. He felt pity for the small kit, alone and starving. He took the smaller tom in as his apprentice and began to train him.
He called the kit Weakpaw, since the kit refused to speak to Pebbleclaw about his past. Plus, it seemed that the kit had forgotten his name, some how. Pebbleclaw was never sure how but the kit had indeed forgotten. The only other cat Pebbleclaw really cared about was Weakpaw. The apprentice listened to him but never spoke. That didn't bother him, though, because he had always been a talker and Weakpaw had always been a listener. It worked out well.
After a while of training, Pebbleclaw finally gave Weakpaw his warrior name. He named him Weaktail, since he seemed to show no sign of a significant personality. The name didn't bother Weaktail and he continued to follow Pebbleclaw where ever he went. Pebbleclaw still enjoyed his company and allowed him to do so, not minding at all. They still travel together today, as well.
Picture| Eventually.
Note| I will have Weaktail's bio up soon enough. C:
