Post by | • ƒa∫∫en • | on Jun 24, 2011 12:42:09 GMT -5
>>|Name|<<
- Singeclaw
>>|Age|<<
- 24 moons
>>|Alliance|<<
- RiverClan
>>|Rank|<<
- Warrior
>>|Gender|<<
- Female
>>|Description|<<
- Singeclaw is fairly average in stature and size compared to most she cats, but she has a set of proud shoulders and long legs covered in smooth muscle. Her pelt is a pale silver that is contrasted strongly by a series of black tabby stripes across her flanks. For markings, hers are generally more pronounced due to the pale silvery color of her fur. Singeclaw's fur is long and smooth, always kept to the best of quality. Her eyes are a pale, icy blue/gray, a color that looks almost like mist or light smoke. The specks of gray mingle around closer to the pupil, but neither color (blue/gray) stands out more than the other.
Scars aren't uncommon on Singeclaw's pelt, mainly because she's been in a lot of fights in her time. She's got an array of different scars across her flanks in particular that aren't really noticeable unless you're up close. The most prominent one is a jagged claw-shaped mark across her left shoulder.
>>|Personality|<<
- Well, to be blunt Singeclaw isn't a charmer. Over the moons of traveling, she collected her father's acerbic humor and his critical eye. She doesn't like kits at all; they remind her of how innocent she was as one, blinded by her own love for her father. Friends aren't one of Singeclaw's specialties, but she does have respect in the clan even though she was a rogue. She's a wicked fighter and can hunt well enough as well, so she makes a good addition to the warrior's den. The idea of having an apprentice makes Singeclaw's lips curl. Seriously, if a cat ever becomes her apprentice, they'd better prepare for a hard, daily workout. Hard work is one of the things Singeclaw ranks the highest. The lowest, of course, would be kits, StarClan, incompetent idiots, etc. She's very intimidating, even to her peers possibly, because she's different and doesn't go for boring. The clan wants to desperately know about her past, but she won't tell them anything about it.
This is a general way to describe her: acerbic, aloof, cold, or intimidating
>>|History<<|
- I'll give a quick rundown.
She used to live on a farm with her family: her mother, Moon, her brother, Hawk, and her father, Shadow. She never really had a good relationship with her brother because she didn't think much of him and spent more time growing up quickly. Her father trained her to protect herself, but he was cruel to her; he often criticized her and made her fight him, just to prove that she couldn't when. Her mother was doting and she loved Shadow to the core, but was blinded from the truth. He could care less about her.
Shadow wanted to make a rogue clan, so that's why he trained them so hard. Singe decided one day she wanted to prove her father wrong so she went into the Twoleg's farmhouse and got chased around by a vicious dog, knocking over lots of china plates. The Twoleg owner grabbed her by the scruff, threw her into his car, and drove her into the middle of a forest before dumping her out there.
Singe walked in the unfamiliar lands for moons, thankful for the knowledge her father had passed along to him but still tormented by his words. It was his words that kept her going on the days where she just couldn't seem to get up and continue further. At some points, she was sick from infection from rat bites that gave her a fever that she shivered from for days. Sometimes, she wouldn't find enough food or water so often she would dream of it. Things weren't good, but still she progressed forward. It took her moons of hard traveling to find the clans and RiverClan was the first she came upon. She joined for one simple reason: she wanted a home again. She didn't want endless traveling with nowhere to just place her feet down and feel like she belonged.
>>|Other|<<
- Other Here
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