Post by kushikito on Jun 30, 2008 19:21:50 GMT -5
Deathpaw
[It's not like I'm walking alone into the valley of Shadow and Death, stand beside one another 'cause it ain't over yet. I'm willing to bet that if we don't back down, you and I'll be the one's who are holdin' the crown in the end.]
[Frontline by Pillar]
General Info
Name. Deathpaw
Warrior Name. Deathtime
Nicknames. Skull
Gender. Tome
Age. Eight Moons
Birth Clan. Twoleg Kittypet
Past Clans. Kittypet, IvoryClan
Current Clan. IvoryClan
Rank. Apprentice
-.-.-.-
Appearance
Build. Deathpaw is made for fighting. Strong muscles, brilliantly white claws and teeth, he's a fighting machine.
Eyes. Deathpaw's eyes are a glassy, magnificent, menacing yellow, the strike fear into the hearts of enemies.
Other. Deathpaw has the mark of a skull on his forehead, reminding him of his kin who now hunt in the skies.
Personality. Deathpaw is a little bit more out-and-open than Burningpaw. Deathpaw's willing to make friends, like he's made friends with Paintedpaw. Deathpaw still has nightmares over the fire, but he's more or less gotten over it.
Hobbies and talents. Deathpaw is built for fighting. He's one of the best fighting apprentices in the Clan. He can hunt, but he's better at fighting.
Faults and dislikes. Deathpaw has an extreme hate of twolegs. Even at the mere mention of him, he lets out an extreme hiss.
-.-.-.-
History
Parents. Harrow and Sin
Siblings. Burningpaw, Lily, Haunt, and Bone
Teaching Me.
Proteges. None
Closer than a friend. No Cat Is My Mate
After me. I Have Had No Kits
Other Family. No Cats
Gone but unforgotten. Harrow, Lily, Sin, Bone, and Haunt are dead.
History.
As a kit, Deathpaw lived a happy life in a rich twoleg mansion with all of his brothers and sisters, and his parents. Deathpaw had the name Tratto. Deathpaw loved his life, but then one day, the mansion caught fire. Deathpaw fought to get out alive with his family, but every cat died except for him and Burningpaw, who had the name of Larka. They escaped the scene of the fire, and sought shelter with IvoryClan.
Since then.
Nothing, really.
Companionship.
Paintedpaw is a pretty good friend, yet he's Burningpaw's enemy...
Enmity.
Every cat likes Deathpaw!
Otherwise known.
Deathpaw has an opinion of every cat, but there are a lot who he doesn't really pay much attention to.
-.-.-.-
Pics
Deathpaw is the gray cat, and Burningpaw is the orange. His fur is a gray tabby
-.-.-.-
In Addendum
Rubbish Cow
-.-.-.-
Roleplaying Sample
This is going to be a roleplay in the eyes of a loner who has joined a Clan called AshClan. -same one as Burningpaw-
Fell sighed as he looked out of the warriors den and into the camp. Every cat seemed to hate him. Fell wondered if he had made the right decision to join this Clan. It had seemed like a great way of life, fighting for a cause other than just to survive. Looking into the trees of ash, oak, and birch, Fell wondered if he'd ever feel at home. Sighing, the black tom heaved himself to his paw and trotted out into the AshClan camp.
"Hey, you! Fell, is it?" Fell turned to see a yellow tom coming up to him- Lightningflash, was it? "Do you want to go hunting with me?'
Fell almost died in shock. A cat was asking him to go hunting? Wanted to be his friend? This was a big change from before.
"Y-You want to go hunting with me?" He asked, unsure of what this cat's real intention was.
"Yeah! Let's go! Come on, before the sun sets."
Fell leapt up and followed Lightingflash out of the camp, unable to believe it. He had found a friend.
[/center][/size][/color][It's not like I'm walking alone into the valley of Shadow and Death, stand beside one another 'cause it ain't over yet. I'm willing to bet that if we don't back down, you and I'll be the one's who are holdin' the crown in the end.]
[Frontline by Pillar]
General Info
Name. Deathpaw
Warrior Name. Deathtime
Nicknames. Skull
Gender. Tome
Age. Eight Moons
Birth Clan. Twoleg Kittypet
Past Clans. Kittypet, IvoryClan
Current Clan. IvoryClan
Rank. Apprentice
-.-.-.-
Appearance
Build. Deathpaw is made for fighting. Strong muscles, brilliantly white claws and teeth, he's a fighting machine.
Eyes. Deathpaw's eyes are a glassy, magnificent, menacing yellow, the strike fear into the hearts of enemies.
Other. Deathpaw has the mark of a skull on his forehead, reminding him of his kin who now hunt in the skies.
Personality. Deathpaw is a little bit more out-and-open than Burningpaw. Deathpaw's willing to make friends, like he's made friends with Paintedpaw. Deathpaw still has nightmares over the fire, but he's more or less gotten over it.
Hobbies and talents. Deathpaw is built for fighting. He's one of the best fighting apprentices in the Clan. He can hunt, but he's better at fighting.
Faults and dislikes. Deathpaw has an extreme hate of twolegs. Even at the mere mention of him, he lets out an extreme hiss.
-.-.-.-
History
Parents. Harrow and Sin
Siblings. Burningpaw, Lily, Haunt, and Bone
Teaching Me.
Proteges. None
Closer than a friend. No Cat Is My Mate
After me. I Have Had No Kits
Other Family. No Cats
Gone but unforgotten. Harrow, Lily, Sin, Bone, and Haunt are dead.
History.
As a kit, Deathpaw lived a happy life in a rich twoleg mansion with all of his brothers and sisters, and his parents. Deathpaw had the name Tratto. Deathpaw loved his life, but then one day, the mansion caught fire. Deathpaw fought to get out alive with his family, but every cat died except for him and Burningpaw, who had the name of Larka. They escaped the scene of the fire, and sought shelter with IvoryClan.
Since then.
Nothing, really.
Companionship.
Paintedpaw is a pretty good friend, yet he's Burningpaw's enemy...
Enmity.
Every cat likes Deathpaw!
Otherwise known.
Deathpaw has an opinion of every cat, but there are a lot who he doesn't really pay much attention to.
-.-.-.-
Pics
Deathpaw is the gray cat, and Burningpaw is the orange. His fur is a gray tabby
-.-.-.-
In Addendum
Rubbish Cow
-.-.-.-
Roleplaying Sample
This is going to be a roleplay in the eyes of a loner who has joined a Clan called AshClan. -same one as Burningpaw-
Fell sighed as he looked out of the warriors den and into the camp. Every cat seemed to hate him. Fell wondered if he had made the right decision to join this Clan. It had seemed like a great way of life, fighting for a cause other than just to survive. Looking into the trees of ash, oak, and birch, Fell wondered if he'd ever feel at home. Sighing, the black tom heaved himself to his paw and trotted out into the AshClan camp.
"Hey, you! Fell, is it?" Fell turned to see a yellow tom coming up to him- Lightningflash, was it? "Do you want to go hunting with me?'
Fell almost died in shock. A cat was asking him to go hunting? Wanted to be his friend? This was a big change from before.
"Y-You want to go hunting with me?" He asked, unsure of what this cat's real intention was.
"Yeah! Let's go! Come on, before the sun sets."
Fell leapt up and followed Lightingflash out of the camp, unable to believe it. He had found a friend.