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Post by l.ast of the [wild]s on Feb 5, 2007 22:08:19 GMT -5
Name: Spikeshard
Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Riverclan
Description: Spikeshard is a slim, muscled tom cat. He has fine silver fur that lightens around his belly, but it darkens around his ears. Spikeshard has sapphire eyes that darken when the color reaches his pupils. He has a broken claw on his right front foot. Spikeshard also has a thin, light scar behind his left ear and he's also the average size of a Riverclan tom.
Picture: i9.tinypic.com/43dmjwg.jpg
Personality: Spikeshard is naturally an inquisitive cat. He loves to inspects new things that he finds during the day and he loves to point out patterns of stars during the night. His natural curiosity led to his broken claw and scarred ear. However, neither of these things did anything to diminish his spirit. Spikeshard is full of energy and would not hesitate to protect his clan even if it cost him his life. However, when the situation demands it Spikeshard likes to have a carefully laid out plan to follow.
History: Spikeshard was born into a litter of three kittens. The birth had been a long and painful one for his mother. Spikeshard was born the youngest and only tom of the litter. The older kits were both she-cat and resembled Spikeshard's dark gray father, Stormfoot, immensely. Spikeshard on the other hand was the spitting image of his gentle mother, Creekheart, except for his dark sapphire eyes which belonged to his father. Despite the birth being hard, all three kits were strong and playful. Some of the elders had looked at the three kits playing and one had said, "Three's a charm."
Early on both parents figured that Spikekit was the most curious of all three. One day, when he had snuck out of camp following his father Stormfoot, the tiny tom had tripped from the top of a large boulder and ended up breaking his right front claw. His ear had been split at the bottom, drops of blood pouring from it. Stormfoot had smelled his son and had instantly taken the kit home. While the medicine cat had tended to Spikekit's wounds, Creekheart gave her son a scolding and Stormfoot warned him never to go outside camp again until he was older. After discovering that the ear wound would leave a thin scar behind his ear and that the broken claw would never grow again Spikekit learned his lesson. His sisters, Honeykit and Dewkit had said at the same time when they saw him, "Curiosity killed the cat."
When he became an apprentice he was willing to learn as much as he could about the world. He was even more willing as a warrior when he received his name Spikeshard. To this day he's still an inquisitive tom, now he's just learned to be more careful on his travels.
IC: Wide sapphire eyes gazed hungrily at the unsuspecting fish. Like blue fire, the eyes rooted themselves to the swimming prey. The hunter edged closer to the noisy brook, managing to inch toward the shore and not letting his presence be known. Spikeshard unsheathed his claws, the broken nail scraping across pebbles. The silver bengal tom stared at the fish with a predatory gaze. Slowly, and making sure his shadow didn't fall on the water, the warrior raised his left paw. Spikeshard struck the brook with lightning speed, dipping his paw in and catching the fish on the hooks of his claw. The warrior threw his catch onto the river bend and before it could splatter back into the water, Spikeshard was upon it, snapping its spine with his sharp fangs. The light silver tom held his catch up with pride, sapphire eyes twinkling in triumph. Success felt good on a bright sunny day.
Password: Secrets
Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Riverclan
Description: Spikeshard is a slim, muscled tom cat. He has fine silver fur that lightens around his belly, but it darkens around his ears. Spikeshard has sapphire eyes that darken when the color reaches his pupils. He has a broken claw on his right front foot. Spikeshard also has a thin, light scar behind his left ear and he's also the average size of a Riverclan tom.
Picture: i9.tinypic.com/43dmjwg.jpg
Personality: Spikeshard is naturally an inquisitive cat. He loves to inspects new things that he finds during the day and he loves to point out patterns of stars during the night. His natural curiosity led to his broken claw and scarred ear. However, neither of these things did anything to diminish his spirit. Spikeshard is full of energy and would not hesitate to protect his clan even if it cost him his life. However, when the situation demands it Spikeshard likes to have a carefully laid out plan to follow.
History: Spikeshard was born into a litter of three kittens. The birth had been a long and painful one for his mother. Spikeshard was born the youngest and only tom of the litter. The older kits were both she-cat and resembled Spikeshard's dark gray father, Stormfoot, immensely. Spikeshard on the other hand was the spitting image of his gentle mother, Creekheart, except for his dark sapphire eyes which belonged to his father. Despite the birth being hard, all three kits were strong and playful. Some of the elders had looked at the three kits playing and one had said, "Three's a charm."
Early on both parents figured that Spikekit was the most curious of all three. One day, when he had snuck out of camp following his father Stormfoot, the tiny tom had tripped from the top of a large boulder and ended up breaking his right front claw. His ear had been split at the bottom, drops of blood pouring from it. Stormfoot had smelled his son and had instantly taken the kit home. While the medicine cat had tended to Spikekit's wounds, Creekheart gave her son a scolding and Stormfoot warned him never to go outside camp again until he was older. After discovering that the ear wound would leave a thin scar behind his ear and that the broken claw would never grow again Spikekit learned his lesson. His sisters, Honeykit and Dewkit had said at the same time when they saw him, "Curiosity killed the cat."
When he became an apprentice he was willing to learn as much as he could about the world. He was even more willing as a warrior when he received his name Spikeshard. To this day he's still an inquisitive tom, now he's just learned to be more careful on his travels.
IC: Wide sapphire eyes gazed hungrily at the unsuspecting fish. Like blue fire, the eyes rooted themselves to the swimming prey. The hunter edged closer to the noisy brook, managing to inch toward the shore and not letting his presence be known. Spikeshard unsheathed his claws, the broken nail scraping across pebbles. The silver bengal tom stared at the fish with a predatory gaze. Slowly, and making sure his shadow didn't fall on the water, the warrior raised his left paw. Spikeshard struck the brook with lightning speed, dipping his paw in and catching the fish on the hooks of his claw. The warrior threw his catch onto the river bend and before it could splatter back into the water, Spikeshard was upon it, snapping its spine with his sharp fangs. The light silver tom held his catch up with pride, sapphire eyes twinkling in triumph. Success felt good on a bright sunny day.
Password: Secrets
