Post by Dev on Feb 15, 2009 12:30:22 GMT -7
Name: Blackfire
Age: 31 Moons
Gender: Male
Desired Position: Warrior
Accessories:
Age: 31 Moons
Gender: Male
Desired Position: Warrior
Accessories:
NoneAppearance:
[/blockquote][/blockquote]Personality:
Blackfire starts out with a cool almost blue tabby pattern with splashes of silver and pitch black stripes that follow right through his tail. He has piercing silver eyes that are a little too big for him. His head consists of a trianglular shap and his nose is and faint pink color. Blackfire's shoulders are sqaure and powerful, able to take down anything his size or greater. His legs are muscular and thick, but not that nimble. His teeth, like small daggers, rip through fleshy animals with ease. He has a strong backbone, allowing him to jump almost four times his height. Blackfire's claws make for perfect shredders, protruding far from the tips of his paws and curving downwards towards the earthy soil. He has a small cut out in his left ear from a long ago brawl. He is a bit burly for a cat his age, standing a good two inches taller than most. He can be quite intimidating when compared to others.
[/blockquote][/blockquote]History:Blackfire is the usual defender when it comes to meeting new cats. Puffing up his fur and keeping a harsh tone untill he knows they are fiendly or hostile. He is kind toward kits, and respects the elders. Blackfire feels very comfortable sorrounded by clanmates and friends. When confronted in a challenge, he would keep trying untill it's enough for his standard. If it would come down to it, he would sacrifice his life for others in need.
[/blockquote][/blockquote]Sample post:After his mother gave birth to him and one other cat during the harsh climates of leafbare, Blackfire was the one that showed positive signs of surviving, but his sibling did not. After a week or so, he was the only one that made it through or the two of them. He was an amazily active kit, making friends as they came along and occasionaly wandering around the forest, only to be scolded by his mother when he returned. Blackfire was pround when he was apprenticed. He had some trouble when it came to being swift, but he flourished in fighting. He worked his hardest until the day came when he was made a warrior. The freedom was unlimited, he would hunt and patrol in the open. When his mother died. well after she was due, he was heartbroken, but soon the overwhelming sadness went away and he was in a normal life among his clan. As Blackfire grew, his senses sharpened and he became quite skilled in rumbles and hunting. He learned how his body acted an reacted to the movements he commanded through his muscles. After vigorous moons of training he finaly found himself stong enough.
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Sample:
The even beats of broad footsteps thumped against the soft, moist ground. The tom's ears were erect, ever scanning his sorrounding area for threats, prey, or friends. As he heard the lighter footsteps of a threatening animal coming closer he tried to pick up the pace. It was impossible in the thick foliage. His eyes were wide and shifted nervously from side to side as he sprinted, trying to get away. Blackfire broke out of the dense undergrowth and immedietly shot as fast as his legs would take. One quick glance behind him could tell that a fox was hot on his tail. He couldn't outrun it, so there was only one thing to do, fight. He whipped his body around, facing the enemy head on. Before the fox could completely stop he launched his body forward going straight at it. He stoped himself mid jump and brought his head under the body, sending the fox flying into the air with his powerful legs. The fox landed a couple lengths away and snapped a theatening jaw. This time the fox charged, jaws wide. He caught Blackfire in the leg. The pain seared through him, he sent a powerful blow from his paw that wasn't being bit towards the fox's head. It landed with a satisfying thud. When the fox regained though, it ran away quickly. Blackfire relaxed his fur and headed back towards the camp, limping.
[/blockquote]Other:Other: All dead to his knowledge