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Post by { stormy ~!} on Nov 11, 2009 16:53:52 GMT -5
Name:
Spiderfang
Age:
34 Moons
Gender:
Male
Clan:
ShadowClan
Rank:
Warrior
Picture:
None
Appearance:
He is rather small for his age. Despite his size, he is strong and fast, which gives him an advantage in battles. His left eye is a icy blue, clouded over and blind. His other eye is green. Along his back, you can see his spine due to lack of nutrients and food. His pelt it a gray tabby colour and it seems to be dusty and matted. Despite what it looks like, it is smooth and someone could easily run their hands through it. His left hind paw is sorta gimped due to a serious injury(See history). The tip of his tail is pure white like a red foxes and his front right paw is white as well. His nose is dappled with black and brown.
Personality:
Despite being fearless and amazing in battles, he has a kind and loving heart. Even though he can be nice, he can also be cold and mean if annoyed or challenged. To go along with him being fearless, he was a fool and took on any challenges he had thrown at him and didn't back down from any fight. When he is training apprentices, he pushes them to their limit and makes them work .
In his battles, he likes to strategies and take hits at the strongest and get them out of the battle. As I have stated before, he is fearless and amazing in battles. Sometimes he will kill if it is for revenge or if his adrenaline is pumping. When he is in camp and running errands for the other cats, he is always cranky. One thing that always gets on his nerves is an empty pile and cats lying around. For any cats that know him, they have experienced his wrath when angry.
History:
For many moons it had been hard to adapt to clan life after all those moons living as rogue, with no code and when it was every cat for him/herself. It was challenging learning that the clan wasn't going to turn on him even though he wasn't born in their camp.
IT was easy to remember his past. The action packed days hunting and fighting with his siblings. It was always a challenge to find food, but he loved the thrill of catching a vole or a mouse or something. It made him feel good. Everything was fine until the two-legs started to take over the part of they lived in. His mother and brothers were captured and killed later. He was left on his own to be a rogue by himself. He moved into the forest and lived in there. Many a fights broke out. He had lost a few, but it made him stronger and faster in battles.
When his 23rd moon came around he was seriously injured in a battle. A cat from a clan took him in and the medicine cat nursed him back to health and then he left. For the next couple moons, he continued to live in the forest by himself. Every leaf-bare it became harder to find food. Due to this, he became skinny and scrawny. To go right along with his lack in size and health, he became mean and ornery. Like most hungry cats, he did everything to get food, even if it meant invading camps. In a span of 4 moons, he made 2 successful raids, but for the other 5 raids, it didn't go so hot.
During one of his raids, he got into a nasty fight with a warrior and he almost killed him. It was brutal and uncalled for. Unfortunate for him, he wound up getting seriously injured, but recovered easily with the help of ShadowClan. Even though it was the clan he raided, they still helped him and he was soon a well respected warrior. In battles he was very loyal to the clan to try and prove his loyalty to the clan. It wasn't easy. Some cats looked down their noses at him and sneered. He found it better to slip away from camp and hunt. It gave him the thrill of giving back to the clan. In one of his hunts, he ran into a rogue cat and was attacked. Half way through the fight, the rogue stopped fighting and pushed Spiderfang off of him. In the moment, his loyalty was tested. But in the end he held through. He earned respect of the clan cats that day.
Role Play Sample:
From Warriors Mystical Forest:
Secret Word:
Golden Light
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