Post by Azure on Jan 1, 2009 10:03:52 GMT -5
Name:
Rookwing
Rank:
Warrior
Gender:
Tom
Age:
Twenty six moons
Clan:
JayClan
Beliefs:
Rookwing, sadly, does not believe in StarClan. He always found it silly to think there were a clan in the sky, with pelt full of stars. His parents were loners, who didn't believe in that clan, and didn't even know of it. Rookwing, when he came to JayClan, was tried to changed in beliefs, but he spat at anyone who tried to tell him about the clan in the sky. And the storm didn't help much, either. It only made him angry, and if he did have a tiny speck of belief, it vanished.
Mentor/Apprentice:
None
Kin:
Rose {mother, deceased}; Shade {father, deceased}; Sootstorm {sister}
Mate:
None
Appearance:
{Body}
Rookwing's body is formed for those of swift winds. Rookwing has long legs and a lithe body, which makes him good for hunting. His paws are a bit big, but are dainty and graceful. His tail is a bit long, and isn't scraggly but isn't fluffy. Rookwing's head is a normal for his body shape, and dints at the nose, then curves softly at the muzzle. His ears are pudgy, and curved at the top, but not awfully curved, and set far apart.
{Color}
Rookwing's fur color is set in black and white. The majority of him is black, but there is splashes of white. The bottom of his jaw is colored in white, all at the bottom of his face. His eyes are an odd dull/light green, that remind others the color of a near dead leaf. He has one paw, that at the tips, are white. His nose is black; and so is his tail except for the small tip of white. The center of his underbelly is bathed in white as well. His paw pads are black, and are soft and smooth from his running.
Personality:
Rookwing is a very sensitive tom. He hates it when cats get frustrated at him, and begs them sorry profusely if someone gets mad at him. Other than that; he's a lovable humorous tom who can be very hard-headed and stubborn. He loves to make others smile, and tries his best to be loyal and brave for the best of the clan. Rookwing is very thoughtful, as well, and will usually have a handful amount of time thinking over things that, well, really aren't that important.
Yes, Rookwing worries a lot. He also happens to talk a lot, which is what gets others mad at him. Rookwing likes to prove that he's right, and often likes to show that he's braver than anyone else. Others tend not to ask him to do dares, for Rookwing would go through with it no matter how mouse-brained it would be.
History:
Rookwing was born with his sister inside the tunnel that leads under a thunderpath. He was born as a city tom, yes. He was named Lucky, because he was doused with a terrible sickness when he was born, and so was his sister, who was named Faith. His mother, Rose, had named her Faith because of the same reason she named her son Lucky. Because they both lived a bad sickness, and came out unscathed when it went on for only a couple of moons.
When Rookwing was about seven moons old, he watched terribly as his mother, Rose, and his father, Shade, got ran over by a monster (car). Rookwing and Sootstorm struggled to survive, and they escaped to the forest hoping their lives would be better there. After a couple of days of being in the forest, a patrol of JayClan cats found them and took them into the clan to become apprentices and train to be warriors.
When the storm hit, Rookwing was amazed. Never in his life had he seen such a rapid storm! He nearly got squashed by fallen trees as he and his sister, Sootstorm, escaped to a sanctuary (safe place). Rookwing and his sister had ran along with a couple of cats from JayClan, which something terrible happened. One of the cats they were running with died when a tree smashed down mercilessly on him. They had stared in shock at the dead tom for a while, then ran on to make sure they were going somewhere safe.
Yes, Rookwing did get hurt from the storm. There's a scratch running down from his mid chest and all the way to the tip of his paw when a branch whacked him sharply against his front. Rookwing spent a good amount of time in the medicine cat's den, getting healed from the deep but healing scratch.
Roleplay Example:
Anika said I don't have too. 83
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