Post by kiara on Jun 20, 2009 18:07:58 GMT -5
Role player| Kiara
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Name| Silverfang
Gender| Tom
Physical Description| Silverfang is a large, fierce-looking tom. His body is large and muscular, with broad shoulders and a thick neck. His pelt is all a light silvery color, very short and against his body.
Views| Silverfang wishes that things weren't the way they are. His mother and father passed the stories of the old clan and how things were much better, and he's always wished that things could just be the way they were so long ago, when the thing called "sky" was above them, and dead cats guided them from the "sky". Well, of course it seems like a fairy tale. But it would still be nice.
Kin| Dirtpelt (Father - Deceased), Whitefang (Mother, Also deceased), Lizardkit (Died from heat soon after birth)
History| Silverfang was born during an insane heat wave that killed off many. Even the cats that had lived years in the desert life started dropping one by one. His sister, Lizardkit, died; and he almost didn't make it as well. He was big, though, even as a kit and somehow beat the odds. His mother named him after his silver coat that was obvious since his birth.
As he grew up, many cats thought that his size and obvious strength were going to be trouble. His father mentored his son himself, teaching him for hours and hours every day until Silverpaw's feet ached and he couldn't go on. He trained for longer then most, watching cats who were younger then him get "warrior" names.
One day, his dad ended up with a nasty rat bite. Within days, his leg was completely useless, and every cat knew that Dirtpelt wouldn't last very long. Before he died, he gave his son his warrior name -- Silverfang.
Silverfang himself didn't like the name. He thought the "fang" sounded too... mean. Even for a cat that pretty much had to fight to survive every single day. But he's stuck with it now.
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Name| Silverfang
Gender| Tom
Physical Description| Silverfang is a large, fierce-looking tom. His body is large and muscular, with broad shoulders and a thick neck. His pelt is all a light silvery color, very short and against his body.
Views| Silverfang wishes that things weren't the way they are. His mother and father passed the stories of the old clan and how things were much better, and he's always wished that things could just be the way they were so long ago, when the thing called "sky" was above them, and dead cats guided them from the "sky". Well, of course it seems like a fairy tale. But it would still be nice.
Kin| Dirtpelt (Father - Deceased), Whitefang (Mother, Also deceased), Lizardkit (Died from heat soon after birth)
History| Silverfang was born during an insane heat wave that killed off many. Even the cats that had lived years in the desert life started dropping one by one. His sister, Lizardkit, died; and he almost didn't make it as well. He was big, though, even as a kit and somehow beat the odds. His mother named him after his silver coat that was obvious since his birth.
As he grew up, many cats thought that his size and obvious strength were going to be trouble. His father mentored his son himself, teaching him for hours and hours every day until Silverpaw's feet ached and he couldn't go on. He trained for longer then most, watching cats who were younger then him get "warrior" names.
One day, his dad ended up with a nasty rat bite. Within days, his leg was completely useless, and every cat knew that Dirtpelt wouldn't last very long. Before he died, he gave his son his warrior name -- Silverfang.
Silverfang himself didn't like the name. He thought the "fang" sounded too... mean. Even for a cat that pretty much had to fight to survive every single day. But he's stuck with it now.
