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Post by Kiddo [le pwnsome] on Mar 2, 2009 15:46:42 GMT -5
[glow=yellow,2,300]Ashfang
If I were the king of the forest...[/glow]
Name |Ashkit Ashpaw Ashfang
Gender | tom
Age | 21 moons
Rank |Kit Apprentice Loner warrior
Clan |unknown noneFogclan
Beliefs| Ashfang believes in starclan just a little more strongly than some of his clanmates. Often, when he is afraid, he'll send up a prayer.
Parents | Mother: Silvertail NP Father: Stonefang NP
Siblings | Blueclaw NP
Other Kin | optional
Mate | not yet
Crush | not yet
Kits | not yet
Apprentice/Mentor | Mentor: Frostheart NP Apprentice: Blackpaw (played by Crow)
Appearance | Thin and lithe, Ashfang is quite tall for a clan cat. His grey fur is solid for most of his body, but darkens into stripes on his tail, face, and legs. His eyes are a murky green. His ears are a bit large, and usually crinkled back with fear. His forelegs are much longer than his back legs, giving him an ungainly appearence. His claws are average, and he is missing one on his left forepaw. His paws are small, so his claws look large, though they are not.
Personality | Ashfang is frightened by many things, fire, water, other clans, many of his clanmates. He is terrified of injury, and usually slips out of battle, though he is a competent fighter. He rarely fights, unless there is some great need. If the camp is under attack, he will fight, but if it is a simple scrap over a border, he avoids as much as he can.
When spoken to, he jumps anxiously, then relaxes before they notice his fear. He is always on the lookout for danger, and is never truely at ease. He sees injury everywhere, from being attacked by an enemy warrior, to missing a mouse and scratching himself in the bramble. He is close to almost no one in his clan, having barely met them, and not sure if he trusts them.
Skills | He is a good fighter, when he actually tries. His hunting is less proficient.
History | Ashfang was born in a distant moor, part of a different clan. His memories of it are so hazy, he cannot even remember the name of it. He was barely an apprentice when the clan was scattered. The greencough was raging through the cats, and more were dying every day, strong warriors destroyed by the disease. In fright, many cats abandoned the clan, becoming loners. Ashpaw was one of them, bounding away from the death in the camp.
After a few moons, he thought it was safe to return, but he could not find his way back. He tried to find other cats, any others. While he was searching, he faced much hardship. He almost starved several times, and was attacked by rats, chased by dogs. He barely slept, and ate when he could, but he learned that danger could be anywhere, and he tried to avoid as much as he could.
He felt disgusted by his cowardice, and, in an attempt to exhort himself to bravery, gave himself the name Ashfang. For a while, he wasn't as afraid. But it did not last long. A single crossing of a Thunderpath was enough to frighten him again.
At last, he found the other cats, just as they began to form clans. Desperate for safety, he joined Fogclan and tries to keep hidden from the world's danger.
If I were the king of the forest...[/glow]
Name |
Gender | tom
Age | 21 moons
Rank |
Clan |
Beliefs| Ashfang believes in starclan just a little more strongly than some of his clanmates. Often, when he is afraid, he'll send up a prayer.
Parents | Mother: Silvertail NP Father: Stonefang NP
Siblings | Blueclaw NP
Other Kin | optional
Mate | not yet
Crush | not yet
Kits | not yet
Apprentice/Mentor | Mentor: Frostheart NP Apprentice: Blackpaw (played by Crow)
Appearance | Thin and lithe, Ashfang is quite tall for a clan cat. His grey fur is solid for most of his body, but darkens into stripes on his tail, face, and legs. His eyes are a murky green. His ears are a bit large, and usually crinkled back with fear. His forelegs are much longer than his back legs, giving him an ungainly appearence. His claws are average, and he is missing one on his left forepaw. His paws are small, so his claws look large, though they are not.
Personality | Ashfang is frightened by many things, fire, water, other clans, many of his clanmates. He is terrified of injury, and usually slips out of battle, though he is a competent fighter. He rarely fights, unless there is some great need. If the camp is under attack, he will fight, but if it is a simple scrap over a border, he avoids as much as he can.
When spoken to, he jumps anxiously, then relaxes before they notice his fear. He is always on the lookout for danger, and is never truely at ease. He sees injury everywhere, from being attacked by an enemy warrior, to missing a mouse and scratching himself in the bramble. He is close to almost no one in his clan, having barely met them, and not sure if he trusts them.
Skills | He is a good fighter, when he actually tries. His hunting is less proficient.
History | Ashfang was born in a distant moor, part of a different clan. His memories of it are so hazy, he cannot even remember the name of it. He was barely an apprentice when the clan was scattered. The greencough was raging through the cats, and more were dying every day, strong warriors destroyed by the disease. In fright, many cats abandoned the clan, becoming loners. Ashpaw was one of them, bounding away from the death in the camp.
After a few moons, he thought it was safe to return, but he could not find his way back. He tried to find other cats, any others. While he was searching, he faced much hardship. He almost starved several times, and was attacked by rats, chased by dogs. He barely slept, and ate when he could, but he learned that danger could be anywhere, and he tried to avoid as much as he could.
He felt disgusted by his cowardice, and, in an attempt to exhort himself to bravery, gave himself the name Ashfang. For a while, he wasn't as afraid. But it did not last long. A single crossing of a Thunderpath was enough to frighten him again.
At last, he found the other cats, just as they began to form clans. Desperate for safety, he joined Fogclan and tries to keep hidden from the world's danger.
We have a cbox again and we're opening the place up as a closed, members only rp