Post by Fiery Warning on Jan 15, 2010 18:58:35 GMT -5
Name: Nightclaw
Family: Sister(Blackpelt), Father(Cloudedheart)
Rank: Warrior
Clan: ShadowClan
Gender: Tom
Age: 20
Eye Color: Yellow
Fur Color: Black
Other Appearances:
Names of cats: Nightclaw
Other:
Family: Sister(Blackpelt), Father(Cloudedheart)
Rank: Warrior
Clan: ShadowClan
Gender: Tom
Age: 20
Eye Color: Yellow
Fur Color: Black
Other Appearances:
Nightclaw is a pure black tom with short fur. His almond-shaped eyes are a deep yellow with a tint of light orange when light shines on them. You can usually see his aggressiveness in his eyes. Nightclaw's eyes also usually give away the mood he's in. Sometimes the black cat will have a piercing gaze that makes you feel like he's looking into the depths of your soul; other times he'll simply look straight through you, or maybe he'll even pay attention to what others say.Personality:
He also has long black, and sharp claws, hence his name. Seriously, those claws look really dangerous. You could even say they look like hooks. Really dangerous hooks. Though it probably hurts a lot when he snags a claw or not. Oh, and he's missing a claw from his left back foot. When the tom was just an apprentice he snagged it on something and it got pulled out. Yeah, there was definitely a lot of blood, and it never really grew back.
Nightclaw is definitely not the biggest warrior in the clan, but he is pretty heavy even with his short legs. This moody black tom doesn't seem to notice his size, anyways. He'll glare at you no matter what size you are. He's not self-conscious most of the time and only grooms his fur to keep up a good reputation. Not that he cares about his reputation. Okay, well, maybe he does.
He has broad shoulders and a tail that is really long when compared to his body size. Really, he has to actually hold it up most of the time so that it won't drag in the dirt. Nightclaw also has a v-shaped nick on his left ear from a battle in his younger days. He never mentions that battle, probably because he pretty much lost. The defiant tom also gained a pretty large scar on his left haunch from that battle. Like everything else about this tom, except his tail, his muzzle is shorter than most cats'. To make his muzzle stand out even more, he has a thin but noticeable scar going across the bridge of his nose/muzzle. (?)
This tom often has wild mood swings, and you never know which direction they'll go in. One day he'll be angry at anything and everything; the next day he could be cold and distant. Nightclaw is aggressive, but obedient enough to rarely if ever disobey his leader's orders. Nightclaw has extreme faith in the Warrior Code. He would never break it to help another clan or cat, certainly.History:
He certainly has his ambitions and his pride, and these sometimes get in his way. This black tom is willing to go very far to achieve his ambitions, but not so far as to murder or betray his clan. No matter what any cat says, Nightclaw will always be loyal to his clan, no matter what. If his clan decided to betray the other clans and break the Warrior Code, then he would willingly go along with them.
Since he has only a couple moons of experience as a warrior, he still looks up to some of the senior warriors, though he certainly prefers to stay aloof. Nightclaw would never let anyone know he wasn't completely confidant in his own abilities. Not to say he didn't have a lot of confidence in himself, because he does. He's pretty arrogant, though he would never admit that, just because of his pride and stubbornness.
Oh yes, can't forget how stubborn he is. This arrogant tom is very headstrong. Bullheaded, you could say. Once he focuses on getting something done, he won't stop until he can go no farther. This also attributes to his loyalty to a certain degree. If Nightclaw's leader ordered him to do something, he would undoubtedly do his absolute best to get it done. That's not saying he might not complain about it though, because he would probably complain just for the sake of it.
Nightclaw loves to fight, especially when he has a good chance to win. He can be clever and sly when he’s motivated or his head is clear, but not always. In fact, he is rarely clear-headed, so he usually survives using his courage, stubbornness, and brute strength. He also tends to get in trouble a lot and makes a lot of mistakes, though he certainly won't let that get in the way. He may even find a way to use those mistakes to his advantage. He can be nice and fair, though he’s more often snappy or angry, or even sometimes shy on rare occasions. Nightclaw is easy to annoy or anger, and he often gets caught up in the heat of the moment. This can make it easy for the enemy to trick or frustrate him in battle.
Nightclaw was born and raised in Shadowclan. He looks just like his mother, but most of his personality comes from his father. Or used to, anyway. Ever since his mother's death, Nightclaw's father, then deemed Darkfur, had been swallowed by grief. Not long after, Darkfur was renamed to Cloudedheart to more accurately fit his new personality. Despite how young he had been at the time, Nightclaw recognized the reason for Cloudedheart's name change. He even figured out that it was his father who requested that he be allowed to change his name.RP Example:
Nightclaw's mother died giving birth to him and his two sisters, though one was born dead. As he never knew his real mom he thought of the queen who had raised him as his mother. He almost always acted as a leader to the other kits in the nursery and often got in trouble. Despite this, the other kits looked up to him. In some ways, he was a natural born leader. However, his ambitious and aggressive nature, have made his chances of ever becoming clan leader very slim. Nightclaw was always pretty close to his sister because she was the only sibling he'd ever had. He might've had older or younger siblings if things had been different, but as it was he and his sister Blackpelt (Blackkit at the time) were their parents' very first litter.
Nightclaw was very proud but shy and nervous as well when he was finally made an apprentice. Seeing the black tom shy or nervous was extremely rare, so Blackpelt was pretty nervous when the ceremonies began. When he first got to know his mentor, Nightclaw resented him. However, after time he and his mentor soon bonded. His mentor understood his mood swings and ambitions, in a way. He worked to help his aggressive apprentice to control his temper better. Because of all this, Nightclaw looked up to his mentor and vowed he would be just like him someday, maybe even better. Later he and his sister, Blackpelt, were made warriors around the age of 12 moons and he immediately started bossing the apprentices around.
One time when he was a kit, he convinced a couple other kits, including his sister, to venture out of the camp with him. Nightclaw (Nightkit at the time) tried to catch a butterfly, but of course failed. He was frustrated that he couldn't even catch a butterfly, but just shrugged it off and continued towards the Thunderclan border with the other kits. To his dismay, a couple Shadowclan warriors patrolling the border found them before they could cross. They were all taken back to camp and got in trouble, but this was only one of many times that Nightclaw got in trouble.
The bushes ruffled as Nightclaw stalked through them. It was obvious that he was in a bad mood. His eyes were blazing and the black tom looked ready to pounce on anyone or anything that dared disturb him now. His ears twitched as a mouse scuffled under some leaves not too far away. The tom seemed to be considering the option of catching the careless creature, but just stalked right past it. He didn't bother to be quiet about it, either, and his rather loud paw steps made the mouse go scurrying away.Cats you RP: 1
Ch. I'm not here for prey, anyways. Though it would be nice to tear something apart... No, I can't do that. The cat struggled with his anger, his reasonable side attempting to take control. Tearing apart a piece of prey would be wasting it. That would also dishonor Starclan, wouldn't it? Nightclaw nodded, satisfied with his logic, and just padded onwards. The sun would be going down soon; he realized when he finally glanced up at the sky. The sun was staining the horizon a combination of red, orange and pink. Might as well head back to camp now. Though they probably wouldn't be too happy that I didn't bring back any prey. Ch. Whatever.
Names of cats: Nightclaw
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Wish I could write a longer RP Example, but that's probably the best I can manage right now.