Post by twilight on Jul 1, 2008 17:10:53 GMT -7
Name:Swiftpaw
Gender: Tom
Age: 11 moons
Clan: Shadowclan
Rank: Apprentice
Description: My head~ Swiftpaw's has large ears that are a sand color with black tips. His face is small and somewhat round with some fur sticking out at the sides, making his face look bigger then it really is. His nose is black, that fades into sand color where it meets his fur. His whiskers are a pure white, almost transparent and they still blend into his fur. On the top of his head in between his ears is the same sand color of his ears, with small black stripes everywhere. His eyes are a light orange amber color.
My torso and tail~ Swiftpaw's torso is the same sand color found on his head. On his belly the sand color fades into a lighter tan color and his fur hangs of of his body. His sides are a mix of the sand color and black. Along his spine he has a long pure black stripe that fades out into many little stripes falling down his sides. Where his torso meets his tail there is a spot where the black line stops and then continues again.
My legs and feet~ Swiftpaws fur where his torso meets his legs is the same sandy color with some faded black spots. Then it turns into black rings around his legs for about a mouse-length. Next there is a lighter tan color part before his feet. His feet are the sandy brown with three black lines on each following the line of his claws. His legs are long and muscular, and his feet are very large for his size.
Short Description: Sandy brown tom with amber eyes.
Personality: Around others~ When Swiftpaw is around others of his clan he trys to act nice and trys to be poliet. It doesn't always work since he likes to boast about things he's done and things he can do. He doesn't really get shy, which is both a good thing and bad. On patrol he thinks it's good to talk to the other clan, if they are an enimy he will be mean, with words of war. If it is an alie he will be sweet and kind, showing them how nice his clan is.
By myself~ When Swiftpaw is by himself or just around a few close friends he is himself. Not really kind, but not mean. He likes to show how he is strong, and can be very playfull. He likes to be the leader of the group, but doesn't like it when he makes mistakes. Since then his close friends will laugh. When he is by himself he likes to think, and he can be really smart. He likes to be out at night looking at the stars, since then he is calm and peaceful.
History: Before birth~ His parents fell in love as apprentices and always wanted to be with each other. They were made warriors at the same time and couldn't be taken apart. In battle they would fight as one, and when hunting they made up ways to hunt together. They were the perfect match, soul mates you could say. Not much later their first litter of kits was born.
Kithood~ When Swiftpaw was born he had one sister. She died of whitecough the first winter. On patrol some warrior found a kit in the snow and his mom agreed to care for it, giving him a foster brother. He and his foster brother Lightkit became like best friends. They even snuck out of camp together in a snow storm and almost died. Their mother yelled at them, but they still had fun. Soon enough they were both made apprentices.
Apprenticeship~ The start of his apprenticeship was the best thing that ever happened to him. He and Lightpaw then always hunted or trained together. Only three moons later their mother died from an injury from a battle. They were devastated and became even closer. Then the next winter greencough went through the camp, it hit Lightpaw. Lightpaw was really bad, and died in the night. Swiftpaw was hurt and for a moon he was in a daze, now he is back to normal and training as hard as ever. He has also made a new friend, Ivypaw.
Rping ex: Death be of the worst~ The clouds of the day covered the sun and the rain fell lightly to the ground. Trees swayed back and forward letting the leaves tumble to the ground and stay, only to be picked back up by the breeze. The brown crisp leaves crunched under the paws of the sandy brown tom. He raced on, not caring how fast he went, or how much noise he made, it didn't matter now. Why does Starclan hate me! He looked to the clouded sky for an answer but found none. His head whipped around in the direction he came, "oh, it's just you Ivypaw." He sighed looked away from her and around to the trees.
"Why are you out here Swiftpaw?" She asked sitting down beside him. Her dark green eyes glissened and burned into his fur as she waited for an answer.
He sighed again and looked at her, "he's gone, he was my best friend, and he's gone just like that." His eyes were filled with pain, and it hurt her just to look into them, but she didn't look away.
"He's not gone forever you know, he's in Starclan watching you now, and he will wait for you until you join him in time." She smiled and brushed her tail along his flank, to comferet him.
"You're right," he looked at the trees and the sky then back to her. "Atleast you'll still be around." He tried to smile and got back up heading towards the camp.
Other: ((will make Ivypaw later))
Gender: Tom
Age: 11 moons
Clan: Shadowclan
Rank: Apprentice
Description: My head~ Swiftpaw's has large ears that are a sand color with black tips. His face is small and somewhat round with some fur sticking out at the sides, making his face look bigger then it really is. His nose is black, that fades into sand color where it meets his fur. His whiskers are a pure white, almost transparent and they still blend into his fur. On the top of his head in between his ears is the same sand color of his ears, with small black stripes everywhere. His eyes are a light orange amber color.
My torso and tail~ Swiftpaw's torso is the same sand color found on his head. On his belly the sand color fades into a lighter tan color and his fur hangs of of his body. His sides are a mix of the sand color and black. Along his spine he has a long pure black stripe that fades out into many little stripes falling down his sides. Where his torso meets his tail there is a spot where the black line stops and then continues again.
My legs and feet~ Swiftpaws fur where his torso meets his legs is the same sandy color with some faded black spots. Then it turns into black rings around his legs for about a mouse-length. Next there is a lighter tan color part before his feet. His feet are the sandy brown with three black lines on each following the line of his claws. His legs are long and muscular, and his feet are very large for his size.
Short Description: Sandy brown tom with amber eyes.
Personality: Around others~ When Swiftpaw is around others of his clan he trys to act nice and trys to be poliet. It doesn't always work since he likes to boast about things he's done and things he can do. He doesn't really get shy, which is both a good thing and bad. On patrol he thinks it's good to talk to the other clan, if they are an enimy he will be mean, with words of war. If it is an alie he will be sweet and kind, showing them how nice his clan is.
By myself~ When Swiftpaw is by himself or just around a few close friends he is himself. Not really kind, but not mean. He likes to show how he is strong, and can be very playfull. He likes to be the leader of the group, but doesn't like it when he makes mistakes. Since then his close friends will laugh. When he is by himself he likes to think, and he can be really smart. He likes to be out at night looking at the stars, since then he is calm and peaceful.
History: Before birth~ His parents fell in love as apprentices and always wanted to be with each other. They were made warriors at the same time and couldn't be taken apart. In battle they would fight as one, and when hunting they made up ways to hunt together. They were the perfect match, soul mates you could say. Not much later their first litter of kits was born.
Kithood~ When Swiftpaw was born he had one sister. She died of whitecough the first winter. On patrol some warrior found a kit in the snow and his mom agreed to care for it, giving him a foster brother. He and his foster brother Lightkit became like best friends. They even snuck out of camp together in a snow storm and almost died. Their mother yelled at them, but they still had fun. Soon enough they were both made apprentices.
Apprenticeship~ The start of his apprenticeship was the best thing that ever happened to him. He and Lightpaw then always hunted or trained together. Only three moons later their mother died from an injury from a battle. They were devastated and became even closer. Then the next winter greencough went through the camp, it hit Lightpaw. Lightpaw was really bad, and died in the night. Swiftpaw was hurt and for a moon he was in a daze, now he is back to normal and training as hard as ever. He has also made a new friend, Ivypaw.
Rping ex: Death be of the worst~ The clouds of the day covered the sun and the rain fell lightly to the ground. Trees swayed back and forward letting the leaves tumble to the ground and stay, only to be picked back up by the breeze. The brown crisp leaves crunched under the paws of the sandy brown tom. He raced on, not caring how fast he went, or how much noise he made, it didn't matter now. Why does Starclan hate me! He looked to the clouded sky for an answer but found none. His head whipped around in the direction he came, "oh, it's just you Ivypaw." He sighed looked away from her and around to the trees.
"Why are you out here Swiftpaw?" She asked sitting down beside him. Her dark green eyes glissened and burned into his fur as she waited for an answer.
He sighed again and looked at her, "he's gone, he was my best friend, and he's gone just like that." His eyes were filled with pain, and it hurt her just to look into them, but she didn't look away.
"He's not gone forever you know, he's in Starclan watching you now, and he will wait for you until you join him in time." She smiled and brushed her tail along his flank, to comferet him.
"You're right," he looked at the trees and the sky then back to her. "Atleast you'll still be around." He tried to smile and got back up heading towards the camp.
Other: ((will make Ivypaw later))