Post by ♰Fickle♰ on Nov 19, 2008 22:40:38 GMT -5
Name: Royalclaw (Doesn't that just roll of the tongue?)
Age: 47 moons
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Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Short Description: Large black tom with dark blue eyes that are always half-closed.
Description:
Royalclaw is a very large black tom. He has no markings on his pelt except for a little white splotch on his chest that look like a crown. His eys are very dark blue and he always has them half-closed unless it is night. This gives him a sleepy appearance. He keeps his eyes half-closed because his eyes are unusually sensitive to light. His ears are fairly large with tufts at the tips. His paws are very wide, and his claws are hooked. He has scars all down his sides and on his right flank.
Personality:
Royalclaw is a tom with feirce love and loyalty to his Clan. He is very sweet and kind, and hates to fight unless he has to do it for his Clan. He does not ever let his temper cloud his judgement, for he realizes that a cat who rushes into a battle with no plan will eventually be struck down for his ignorance. He is very sweet, and he can be seen helping bugs that are on their backs. He has a teensy problem when talking to she-cats because he gets shy and tongue-tied. He finds it very awkward to be around them, so tries to avoid some of his clanmates so he does not embarass himself. (He stutters around girls.) He is open and fair minded and would not mind solving arguments and disputes fairly among his clan. He is, however, like Brutus to Cassius in that he trusts every cat to be fair and honest and loyal to the warrior code which is not so.
History:
Royalclaw was born and raised in Riverclan. His father was a tom named Razorwhip and his mother was a queen named Cornpelt. He had to siblings, a sister who would be later named Angelsong and an older brother who was an apprentice but would gain the warrior name Pinepelt. When he was a kit, Angelsong followed Pinepelt who was training with his mentor. Royalclaw went searching for her and fell into the river when she tackled him. Pinepelt saved his life and earned his warrior name that night but Royalclaw became severely ill.
When Royalclaw recovered he discovered his eyes were over-sensitive to the light. Fearing that he could never become an apprentice and then a warrior he kept quiet about it and went about life with his eyes halfway closed to keep the sun from leaking to far in.
His mentor was an elderly tom named Tearingclaws. Tearingclaws was getting on in his years, and thus he had little patience for Royalclaw. Despite the tom's anger towards his apprentice Royalclaw grew to respect Tearingclaws as he never had any cat before. He loved that the warrior continued to fight for his clan well past the age he could have joined the elders den. As it was, the night of Royalclaw and Angelsong's warrior ceremony Tearingclaws retired to the Elders den. He died two season's later, peacefully in his sleep.
Royalclaw retreated into himself after his mentor had died. It seemed he would never recover from his grief but Angelsong helped him by staying by his side the whole time. After a few weeks he put his broken heart aside and began his warrior duties with new vigor. Having convinced himself that he must make Tearingclaws proud. Shortly after these events Pinepelt and his father caught greencough. They both left the camp to search for a she-cat that was missing without the leaders consent. Both passed away because of the biting cold and their weakness at being so ill. Royalclaw's mother went insane, until she stopped eating several moons later and starved herself to death.
Role Playing Example:
Royalclaw felt as if the world had stopped turning. His breath would not come, and for a moment the only sound he could possibly hear was the frantic beating of his own heart. Pain flooded him, and he found himself looking about in a detached way, "What do you mean Angelsong?"
His sister's mouth opened but no words found him. How could Tearingclaws be dead? He was the strongest, smartest cat alive! It was not possible, the only thing more farfetched would have been if Lightstar had passed on. A wail of grief rose up from somewhere and for a moment he didn't realize it was him. For a moment he was detached, floating with nothing to believe. Then the whole world came slamming down.
Gimme me a fluffyz polar bear to huuuuuug peaz.
Other:
He is Photophobic if you were wondering. I have a friend who is the same way, she can't look at the sunlight so she usually wears sunglasses.
Age: 47 moons
Link to Picture:
Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Short Description: Large black tom with dark blue eyes that are always half-closed.
Description:
Royalclaw is a very large black tom. He has no markings on his pelt except for a little white splotch on his chest that look like a crown. His eys are very dark blue and he always has them half-closed unless it is night. This gives him a sleepy appearance. He keeps his eyes half-closed because his eyes are unusually sensitive to light. His ears are fairly large with tufts at the tips. His paws are very wide, and his claws are hooked. He has scars all down his sides and on his right flank.
Personality:
Royalclaw is a tom with feirce love and loyalty to his Clan. He is very sweet and kind, and hates to fight unless he has to do it for his Clan. He does not ever let his temper cloud his judgement, for he realizes that a cat who rushes into a battle with no plan will eventually be struck down for his ignorance. He is very sweet, and he can be seen helping bugs that are on their backs. He has a teensy problem when talking to she-cats because he gets shy and tongue-tied. He finds it very awkward to be around them, so tries to avoid some of his clanmates so he does not embarass himself. (He stutters around girls.) He is open and fair minded and would not mind solving arguments and disputes fairly among his clan. He is, however, like Brutus to Cassius in that he trusts every cat to be fair and honest and loyal to the warrior code which is not so.
History:
Royalclaw was born and raised in Riverclan. His father was a tom named Razorwhip and his mother was a queen named Cornpelt. He had to siblings, a sister who would be later named Angelsong and an older brother who was an apprentice but would gain the warrior name Pinepelt. When he was a kit, Angelsong followed Pinepelt who was training with his mentor. Royalclaw went searching for her and fell into the river when she tackled him. Pinepelt saved his life and earned his warrior name that night but Royalclaw became severely ill.
When Royalclaw recovered he discovered his eyes were over-sensitive to the light. Fearing that he could never become an apprentice and then a warrior he kept quiet about it and went about life with his eyes halfway closed to keep the sun from leaking to far in.
His mentor was an elderly tom named Tearingclaws. Tearingclaws was getting on in his years, and thus he had little patience for Royalclaw. Despite the tom's anger towards his apprentice Royalclaw grew to respect Tearingclaws as he never had any cat before. He loved that the warrior continued to fight for his clan well past the age he could have joined the elders den. As it was, the night of Royalclaw and Angelsong's warrior ceremony Tearingclaws retired to the Elders den. He died two season's later, peacefully in his sleep.
Royalclaw retreated into himself after his mentor had died. It seemed he would never recover from his grief but Angelsong helped him by staying by his side the whole time. After a few weeks he put his broken heart aside and began his warrior duties with new vigor. Having convinced himself that he must make Tearingclaws proud. Shortly after these events Pinepelt and his father caught greencough. They both left the camp to search for a she-cat that was missing without the leaders consent. Both passed away because of the biting cold and their weakness at being so ill. Royalclaw's mother went insane, until she stopped eating several moons later and starved herself to death.
Role Playing Example:
Royalclaw felt as if the world had stopped turning. His breath would not come, and for a moment the only sound he could possibly hear was the frantic beating of his own heart. Pain flooded him, and he found himself looking about in a detached way, "What do you mean Angelsong?"
His sister's mouth opened but no words found him. How could Tearingclaws be dead? He was the strongest, smartest cat alive! It was not possible, the only thing more farfetched would have been if Lightstar had passed on. A wail of grief rose up from somewhere and for a moment he didn't realize it was him. For a moment he was detached, floating with nothing to believe. Then the whole world came slamming down.
Gimme me a fluffyz polar bear to huuuuuug peaz.
Other:
He is Photophobic if you were wondering. I have a friend who is the same way, she can't look at the sunlight so she usually wears sunglasses.
