Post by *(SHADE)* on Aug 27, 2009 12:05:56 GMT -5
Name:
Ravensfeather
Age:
25 Moons
Rank:
Warrior, Maybe Deputy, I dont know what I want to apply for yet
Gender:
Male
Clan:
Thunderclan
Personality:
Well I have my moments, don't we all? Sometimes I am the happiest cat in the land, and other times I'm just pissy. I like to think myself brave, but to speak of myself in a good way would be a sign of vanity. At times I'm looked up at as a hero is some places, a fool in others... and perhaps I am just a romantic fool. I am very protective of my clan and few friends, for I was always the mistreated one at a kit. No one thought I would make it as far as I did. I have a temper that at times gets the best of me, and I apologize in advance for snapping and or attacking. The thought process I use would have to be logical, for I am a very logical creature.
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Ravensfeather has a temper, but what cat doesnt? For the most part that firey anger is controlled and well managed, coming out only in his weakest most vunerable moments. He is an adequate politicion, he could get his way with words if it came down to it, just a few flattering comments here and there. He also is a very sweet tom, who is very easy to get along with, he is open minded and always very accepting of new ideas and suggestions. He is not biased as some warriors are, though, he does dislike half bred clan cats, [mostly because he is one] and may treat them just a little darker, though; not to a noticable level.
Description:
He resembles a splash of moonlight, very daring and bold. His appearance is that of a ghost, very thin and of a silvery color. His fur is not long and clings to him like a wet towel, never really moving. It parts only when buffeted by a strong wind or presence. The marks starclan have left on this cat are very clear, including a scar that goes down his left back leg. He is very beautiful from a distance, not to large, not ot small and it would seem all is well with the silvery gray tom that stalks the moon. But as you approach you realize that the shiney silver pelt is slowly growing duller as he becomes more tired and depressed. And though he keeps in high spirits, he wonders, and wonders about what dark shadows shade his land.
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His eyes are a deep emerald green. On the outside they look glassy and emotionless, often times making others fear him. His eys are rounded well, and fit his face perfectly, not to large or to big. The thing about them is that when he becomes angry the burn a white fired sapphire color, and blaze up in fury. He is blind, so despite their beuty he cannot see, he walks in darkness. He is still skilled as can be, though, almost always doubted when it comes down to it. He has proven himself many times over, yet it seems they still lack trust in him. His eyes swirl around a purple iris, and attack it as if angry in streaks of brown and black. Once more making his orbs a spectacular show.
Extra:: He is now black because of something or another.
History:
Well Where to begin. Ravensfeather was born into Bloodclan with his two siblings, Abyss, and Shallowpaw. Shallowpaw and himself found Thunderclan, while Abyss joined Riverclan. They struggled many years with having reinforced claws and being Bloodclan, many just shrugged them off. Shallowpaw soon Befriended a few apprentices, while Ravensfeather became friends with the medicine cat at the time, Icefeather, sometime later he was father to Fishpaw and Sparrowpaw.
Extra:: Yeah, Im lazy, Dont want to go into great detail with his history. Blackie and Sunni know it.