Post by Đarκsong on Dec 30, 2007 12:46:14 GMT -5
Tornspirit
Can you hear me?
Are you near me?
Can we pretend to leave and then
We'll meet again
When both our cars collide?
What's the worst thing I could say?
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight....
[My Chemical Romance - Helena]
General Info
Name. Tornspirit
Warrior Name. Tornspirit (was supposed to be Greensoul)
Nicknames. none
Gender. Tom
Age. Would be over 100 moons
Birth Clan. Loner
Past Clans. Loner, Ivoryclan
Current Clan. IvoryClan
Rank. Elder
-.-.-.-
Appearance
Build. Worn out and ravaged
Fur. Mostly black with a white patch on his chest
Eyes. Green
Other. n/a
Personality. Some of his traits include being stubborn, rude, dominant, and that he also holds grudges forever.
Hobbies and talents. Fighting
Faults and dislikes. his personality XD
-.-.-.-
History
Parents. unknown
Siblings. Secret
Teaching Me. Mousefur
Proteges. None
Closer than a friend. Pantherheart
After me. Mothflight and Darksong
Other Family. none
Gone but unforgotten. Pantherheart {died while kitting}
History.
Tornspirit was born as Greenkit. He was brought into Ivoryclan by his rogue mother. She didn't tell anyone her name or a reason why, she just simply gave them her kit and left.
It took a while, but eventually Greenkit was accepted into the clan. He was a very tough kitten who was very curious and always out exploring.
When he became Greenpaw, he was apprenticed to the lazy and half-witted Mousefur. Greenpaw hardly ever trained or hunted with his mentor, and instead cared for the elders and listened to their stories. He was intrigued when he learned that there use to be 4 clans, and what had happened to change that.
On one of the rare occasions when Mousefur took Greenpaw hunting, something happened that would change Greenpaw forever. Greenpaw scented something familar, but he couldn't figure out what it was. He followed the scent trail to find a horrifying site. Some of the other warriors in the clan had found a rogue cat in Ivoryclan territory and killed her. It was Greenpaw's mother. Although he had only known her for a few days, he was still sure that it was her.
He spent the next moon sulking about camp, not eating, sleeping, or even talking. Redstar, as a bit of a sick joke, changed his name to Tornspirit. He became an official warrior when he had cheered up and it was found that he was an excellent fighter.
Right after his mother's death, he had met his brother, Secret, in the forest. They visited each other often, but never really became close. Secret was always plotting to destroy Ivoryclan. Tornspirit was angry with his clan, but did not want to harm it.
Tornspirit grew older and even more alone. Most of the other cats in his clan ignored him. Then one day a curious apprentice named Pantherpaw padded up to him. Her past had not been the best either, and they began confiding in each other.
They became very close and Pantherpaw found that she was carrying his kits the day she was to become a warrior. She became Pantherheart, but the clan soon found out she was expecting. They highy scorned her and Tornspirit.
Tornspirit got through the next few moons by distancing himself from everyone besides Pantherheart. He became overall unpleasant, and would snap at anyone who spoke to him.
Their newleaf had been very wet and dreary that year, and the night that it was the wettest and greyest outside Pantherheart kitted. By the time the med cat found Tornspirit and brought him to the nursery, one kit had been born and Pantherheart was already very weak. Tornspirit took the kit, a male tortoise shell, and began cleaning him. Pantherheart then died right after birthing the second kit, a black tom.
Tornspirit was then in worse shape then he was when his mother died. He hardly paid any attention to his kits, Mothkit and Darkkit, and when he did he was very mean to them. He blamed them for Pantherheart's death.
A short while after the kits became apprenticed, Tornspirit completely lost it. He attacked Darkpaw in desperation.
Right after the attack, Tornspirit was driven out of the clan. He told Secret to kill him, and was found dead in the river a few days later.
Since then.
Tornspirit has haunted Darksong a few times in dreams, and hates how Redstar bosses him around. Oh, and he was EXTREMELY happy to see Pantherheart <3
-.-.-.-
In Addendum
--GARBAGE BOVINE
-.-.-.-
Roleplaying Sample
Greenpaw padded into the Elders Den, carrying fresh-kill. He nodded at the various greetings he recieved and set down the kill. He sat near Grasspelt, the oldest cat in the clan. Greenpaw loved to here his stories.
"Greenpaw, do you believe in StarClan?"
"Yes of course, Grasspelt." He replied, using a tone indicating he thought Grasspelt would of known that.
Grasspelt smiled, "That's good." He turned to one of the other elders and remarked, "Perhaps the clan is coming back to its senses!"
The other elder, Blackheart, was reluctant to believe, "Just because this one little kit says he does doesn't meant the whole clan believes."
Greenpaw was completely lost in the conversation, "What are you talking about?"
"Even though the clan still speaks of StarClan, they shut their ears to them long ago." Grasspelt explained with a pang of sadness, "You see, there use to be 4 clans of cats who followed StarClan. Then, IvoryClan's leader decided he wouldn't listen to them anymore or to his clan. He did things the way he wanted to. Therefore, the other 3 clans kicked IvoryClan out."
Greenpaw's eyes were wide by the end of the tale, "You mean....we don't do everything like StarClan says?"
"No. For instance, when a leader dies the deputy is suppose to take over. The offspring of the leader aren't even considered."
A faint growl rumbled in Greenpaw's throaw. He couldn't believe what he was hearing.
Can you hear me?
Are you near me?
Can we pretend to leave and then
We'll meet again
When both our cars collide?
What's the worst thing I could say?
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight....
[My Chemical Romance - Helena]
General Info
Name. Tornspirit
Warrior Name. Tornspirit (was supposed to be Greensoul)
Nicknames. none
Gender. Tom
Age. Would be over 100 moons
Birth Clan. Loner
Past Clans. Loner, Ivoryclan
Current Clan. IvoryClan
Rank. Elder
-.-.-.-
Appearance
Build. Worn out and ravaged
Fur. Mostly black with a white patch on his chest
Eyes. Green
Other. n/a
Personality. Some of his traits include being stubborn, rude, dominant, and that he also holds grudges forever.
Hobbies and talents. Fighting
Faults and dislikes. his personality XD
-.-.-.-
History
Parents. unknown
Siblings. Secret
Teaching Me. Mousefur
Proteges. None
Closer than a friend. Pantherheart
After me. Mothflight and Darksong
Other Family. none
Gone but unforgotten. Pantherheart {died while kitting}
History.
Tornspirit was born as Greenkit. He was brought into Ivoryclan by his rogue mother. She didn't tell anyone her name or a reason why, she just simply gave them her kit and left.
It took a while, but eventually Greenkit was accepted into the clan. He was a very tough kitten who was very curious and always out exploring.
When he became Greenpaw, he was apprenticed to the lazy and half-witted Mousefur. Greenpaw hardly ever trained or hunted with his mentor, and instead cared for the elders and listened to their stories. He was intrigued when he learned that there use to be 4 clans, and what had happened to change that.
On one of the rare occasions when Mousefur took Greenpaw hunting, something happened that would change Greenpaw forever. Greenpaw scented something familar, but he couldn't figure out what it was. He followed the scent trail to find a horrifying site. Some of the other warriors in the clan had found a rogue cat in Ivoryclan territory and killed her. It was Greenpaw's mother. Although he had only known her for a few days, he was still sure that it was her.
He spent the next moon sulking about camp, not eating, sleeping, or even talking. Redstar, as a bit of a sick joke, changed his name to Tornspirit. He became an official warrior when he had cheered up and it was found that he was an excellent fighter.
Right after his mother's death, he had met his brother, Secret, in the forest. They visited each other often, but never really became close. Secret was always plotting to destroy Ivoryclan. Tornspirit was angry with his clan, but did not want to harm it.
Tornspirit grew older and even more alone. Most of the other cats in his clan ignored him. Then one day a curious apprentice named Pantherpaw padded up to him. Her past had not been the best either, and they began confiding in each other.
They became very close and Pantherpaw found that she was carrying his kits the day she was to become a warrior. She became Pantherheart, but the clan soon found out she was expecting. They highy scorned her and Tornspirit.
Tornspirit got through the next few moons by distancing himself from everyone besides Pantherheart. He became overall unpleasant, and would snap at anyone who spoke to him.
Their newleaf had been very wet and dreary that year, and the night that it was the wettest and greyest outside Pantherheart kitted. By the time the med cat found Tornspirit and brought him to the nursery, one kit had been born and Pantherheart was already very weak. Tornspirit took the kit, a male tortoise shell, and began cleaning him. Pantherheart then died right after birthing the second kit, a black tom.
Tornspirit was then in worse shape then he was when his mother died. He hardly paid any attention to his kits, Mothkit and Darkkit, and when he did he was very mean to them. He blamed them for Pantherheart's death.
A short while after the kits became apprenticed, Tornspirit completely lost it. He attacked Darkpaw in desperation.
Right after the attack, Tornspirit was driven out of the clan. He told Secret to kill him, and was found dead in the river a few days later.
Since then.
Tornspirit has haunted Darksong a few times in dreams, and hates how Redstar bosses him around. Oh, and he was EXTREMELY happy to see Pantherheart <3
-.-.-.-
In Addendum
--GARBAGE BOVINE
-.-.-.-
Roleplaying Sample
Greenpaw padded into the Elders Den, carrying fresh-kill. He nodded at the various greetings he recieved and set down the kill. He sat near Grasspelt, the oldest cat in the clan. Greenpaw loved to here his stories.
"Greenpaw, do you believe in StarClan?"
"Yes of course, Grasspelt." He replied, using a tone indicating he thought Grasspelt would of known that.
Grasspelt smiled, "That's good." He turned to one of the other elders and remarked, "Perhaps the clan is coming back to its senses!"
The other elder, Blackheart, was reluctant to believe, "Just because this one little kit says he does doesn't meant the whole clan believes."
Greenpaw was completely lost in the conversation, "What are you talking about?"
"Even though the clan still speaks of StarClan, they shut their ears to them long ago." Grasspelt explained with a pang of sadness, "You see, there use to be 4 clans of cats who followed StarClan. Then, IvoryClan's leader decided he wouldn't listen to them anymore or to his clan. He did things the way he wanted to. Therefore, the other 3 clans kicked IvoryClan out."
Greenpaw's eyes were wide by the end of the tale, "You mean....we don't do everything like StarClan says?"
"No. For instance, when a leader dies the deputy is suppose to take over. The offspring of the leader aren't even considered."
A faint growl rumbled in Greenpaw's throaw. He couldn't believe what he was hearing.
