Post by desert on Aug 17, 2007 20:02:53 GMT -5
;Name: Rebelfire
Age: 20 moons
;Gender: Tom
;Rank:Warrior
;Clan: ThunderClan
;Description: The most memorable thing about Rebelfire, are his eyes. They are clear, dazzling emerald green orbs, greened than leaves, and deeper than the darkest cave. They shine with a clear brilliance that draws you in, and sticks to your memory, impossible to forget. They are the brilliant eyes of his father, the charming kittypet Spectacle. Rebelfire, we will admit, is a rather handsome cat. His fur is thick and shiny, and black. His pure midnight pelt, is interrupted by a ginger spot, covering his right eye, similar to his father's golden eye spots. his paws, too are ginger, and his markings make him stand out in crowds that he would care to blend into, but one can not help how they are born, can they? Rebelfire has a warriors build. He is not quite as fast as the sleek WindClan cats, and not nearly as agile, but he is well muscled, and broad shouldered, with big paws, which makes him a fairly formidable opponent, especially with his large feet, sporting just as large claws. His face is average sized, and perfect for his body size, though his eyes are rather large for his size, or maybe it just seems so, as they stand out, which I believe I might have stated before,
Picture: X X
Personality: Rebelfire, true to his name, is a Rebel, through and through (Though he'll deny it if you tell him) He's one of those cats that has to resist the urge to make everything his way, or correct things that don't need to be corrected. He walks on shaking ground, unsure weather to agree, or dissagree, to speak, or stay silent, he constantly switches moods, usually sarcastic and charming, then the next second, moody, and snappy. He's unpredictable, witty, a joker, and a loner, and her likes it that way. Though he typically stays away from large crowds and clan gossip, he does have a soft spot for pretty she-cats, and flirts shamelessly, without regard for clan or rank, like his father. Though it plagues him, he knows when to stop, or hold his tongue and walk by...most of the time. His emotions are strong, stronger than most, and they tend to overwhelm him some days. Despite all, no matter what mood he's in, Rebelfire is loyal to his clan and his family, and he's a fair cat who believes in justice, at any cost.
History:
Rebelfire's father, I believe i have stated before was Spectacle, a Grey tom with golden circles over his eyes. The tom was a kittypet, but a handsome one, and it was not long before he captured the heart and love of Ashflower, the pretty ThunderClan she-cat. Spectacle stopped by once after he found out that Ashflower was pregnant, and once after, to name the kits. There were only two, as they were born in Leaf-bare. Desertkit, and Rebelkit. They grew up normally, and the tow siblings were inseparable, that was, until Desertkit, then Desertpaw, ran off after a gathering and was never seen again. ebelfire knows that his sister preferred the life of a loner, and never doubted her for a second, though he did argue. They haven't seen each other since the night before she left, and he misses her terribly.
IC:
Rebelfire took his paw out of the freezing water and shook himself violently. He knew it would mess up his fur, it was what he wanted, or did he? Stepping back from the pool of water, he gave is head another good shake, as if it could knock his mind into something he could make sense of. His emotions were confusing him again today. They were overwhelming, like large murky waves, splashing over him, always murky, with hidden meanings and dark thoughts. He wished that for once, his confusion as clear and to the point. He was sure that the other ThunderClan cats didn't have these overpowering feelings that he had. Like when he has sulked for weeks after Desert- wait, he didn't want to think of her, it would just send another wave over him. One day he would drown in a wave, he knew it. And he would sink down to the bottom and let the emotion press down onto him until he was so deep he could never get out. Rebelfire gasped at the thought, and bent down to take a few sips out of the cold puddle water. It cleared his mind, thank StarClan. Slowly, he sank to the grounds, his head in his paws, and slept.
Password: Secrets
Age: 20 moons
;Gender: Tom
;Rank:Warrior
;Clan: ThunderClan
;Description: The most memorable thing about Rebelfire, are his eyes. They are clear, dazzling emerald green orbs, greened than leaves, and deeper than the darkest cave. They shine with a clear brilliance that draws you in, and sticks to your memory, impossible to forget. They are the brilliant eyes of his father, the charming kittypet Spectacle. Rebelfire, we will admit, is a rather handsome cat. His fur is thick and shiny, and black. His pure midnight pelt, is interrupted by a ginger spot, covering his right eye, similar to his father's golden eye spots. his paws, too are ginger, and his markings make him stand out in crowds that he would care to blend into, but one can not help how they are born, can they? Rebelfire has a warriors build. He is not quite as fast as the sleek WindClan cats, and not nearly as agile, but he is well muscled, and broad shouldered, with big paws, which makes him a fairly formidable opponent, especially with his large feet, sporting just as large claws. His face is average sized, and perfect for his body size, though his eyes are rather large for his size, or maybe it just seems so, as they stand out, which I believe I might have stated before,
Picture: X X
Personality: Rebelfire, true to his name, is a Rebel, through and through (Though he'll deny it if you tell him) He's one of those cats that has to resist the urge to make everything his way, or correct things that don't need to be corrected. He walks on shaking ground, unsure weather to agree, or dissagree, to speak, or stay silent, he constantly switches moods, usually sarcastic and charming, then the next second, moody, and snappy. He's unpredictable, witty, a joker, and a loner, and her likes it that way. Though he typically stays away from large crowds and clan gossip, he does have a soft spot for pretty she-cats, and flirts shamelessly, without regard for clan or rank, like his father. Though it plagues him, he knows when to stop, or hold his tongue and walk by...most of the time. His emotions are strong, stronger than most, and they tend to overwhelm him some days. Despite all, no matter what mood he's in, Rebelfire is loyal to his clan and his family, and he's a fair cat who believes in justice, at any cost.
History:
Rebelfire's father, I believe i have stated before was Spectacle, a Grey tom with golden circles over his eyes. The tom was a kittypet, but a handsome one, and it was not long before he captured the heart and love of Ashflower, the pretty ThunderClan she-cat. Spectacle stopped by once after he found out that Ashflower was pregnant, and once after, to name the kits. There were only two, as they were born in Leaf-bare. Desertkit, and Rebelkit. They grew up normally, and the tow siblings were inseparable, that was, until Desertkit, then Desertpaw, ran off after a gathering and was never seen again. ebelfire knows that his sister preferred the life of a loner, and never doubted her for a second, though he did argue. They haven't seen each other since the night before she left, and he misses her terribly.
IC:
Rebelfire took his paw out of the freezing water and shook himself violently. He knew it would mess up his fur, it was what he wanted, or did he? Stepping back from the pool of water, he gave is head another good shake, as if it could knock his mind into something he could make sense of. His emotions were confusing him again today. They were overwhelming, like large murky waves, splashing over him, always murky, with hidden meanings and dark thoughts. He wished that for once, his confusion as clear and to the point. He was sure that the other ThunderClan cats didn't have these overpowering feelings that he had. Like when he has sulked for weeks after Desert- wait, he didn't want to think of her, it would just send another wave over him. One day he would drown in a wave, he knew it. And he would sink down to the bottom and let the emotion press down onto him until he was so deep he could never get out. Rebelfire gasped at the thought, and bent down to take a few sips out of the cold puddle water. It cleared his mind, thank StarClan. Slowly, he sank to the grounds, his head in his paws, and slept.
Password: Secrets
