Anyone up for a new cat?

[Tyler-182]

As many of your know I am very dedicated to my cats.

SilentStripe
Sparta
And
Mauler

Silentstripe is my only clan cat that I plan to create seeing how my RiverClan cat was a failure, which I am taking as a sign from StarClan that I am meant to stay with ShadowClan only . With the exception of Sparta & Mauler who are a holy duo that live on Two-Leg farm only as a side attraction for those who wish to RP with me when SilentStripe is in over his head.

Recently I came up with the idea of a cat that would be a good help-out to the recently plot I am putting together; Much like Vlek'Tu who Charbarbo was sweet enough to Role-play for me I am looking for another member of the First life to role-play another cat I have come up with.

ShatteredClaw

The idea of ShatteredClaw is that he is a member of one of the four clans (Players choice) and that he is corrupt. Much like TigerClaw in the original books. He is a blood thirst filthy mongrel who wishes only death and pain upon every cat. He craves power and will eventually be banished from his clan. (Leaders opportune). He will then try and ravage as much hate, and violence as he can. He is to have NOTHING to do with the cats of the dead plains.

His apperance, personality and such is also completely up to the player. So if you are interest please post here.

NOTE: I am looking for a very skilled RPer to Role-Play this cat, So I will not be accepting first-come first-serve basis. I want someone who's RP level is through the roof, I would ask co-admin Charbarboo but as I have said she is currently playing Vlek'Tu for me. So please, feel free to apply for ShatteredClaw here, And I wish for a small example of how you would play the feline and I will choose your or not. If accepted you will then post an actual cat application on the "Cats of the clans" thread and I will accept it there.


Thanks to any and everyone,
Tyler-182

[Alex the Steamed Rice Eater]

Hm, I am interested. PM me if you think I am qualified to play him.

[~Spring~]

I guess I'll give it a try.

Name: ShatteredClaw
Clan: RiverClan (For Now)
Appearence: ShatteredClaw has a striking black and dark brown pelt, giving him a menacing look. His eyes are also a rather dark brown, which almost blends in with his pelt. His eyes reveal no emotion, but you can tell he is always thinking menacing thoughts because when he does, he tends to smile ever so slightly. He is larger than most cats and very muscular.
Personality: ShatteredClaw is very stuck-up, mean, and dosen't like to socialize and when he does socialize, it usually means that he is threatening another cat, or just trying to amuse himself by scaring everyone else. He is not friendly to pretty much all cats, so he is often alone due to others avoiding him. He is not the most devoted to his clan and would choose saving his own life over protecting the clan almost every time.
Roleplay Example: How dare they, how dare they, how dare they....... ShatteredClaw thought. Hmph. It would be funny to see how they got along without me. They need me. He thought. ShatteredClaw had been given the warning of being exiled, due to his agressive behavior toards his clan-mates and his act of stealing food from others in his clan, because there wasn't anything that was really....fresh.....in the Fresh-Kill pile. ShatteredClaw sat down, thinking.

I was justified in my actions, I hadn't eaten yet today. I need food too. If I were leader......Everything would be so much different. I can't overthrow our leader though, because pretty much the entire clan hates me. He thought, and then the question araised him. Why am I even here if I am hated? I don't need everyone else to help me survive. I'm strong enough. ShatteredClaw started to walk away, thinking about what he was going to do.

[Riverflame]

I may as well do the description and stuffs, lol. ^^;
Name: Shatteredclaw, duh.
Age: 32 moons
Clan: WindClan (maybe not, but for now he is)
Appearance: Shatteredclaw (Picture is dramatic with the color of the eyes) is a dark tabby, with amber eyes. His pelt is dark grey with dark brown tabby markings. His chest and muzzle are white, along with his right forepaw. His ears have numerous tics(meaning the little V-shape cuts) in them, all from past battles that ne no longer remembers.
Personality: Shatteredclaw would be like Tigerclaw in personality- trusted, and an overwhelmingly amazing fighter, but with a secret. That secret is that one day, and some day soon, he will take over his Clan, and eventually combine them all and control them under his paw. He would be power-hungry, and extremely stealthy, along with being agile and experienced. Shatteredclaw would do just about anything to become leader, even if he had to kill every cat he knew and loved; mostly because there aren't that many to begin with.

Now for the RP sample...
A dark shadow wove in between the trees, amber eyes narrowed into slits. This tom came here to kill. But this time it was just prey. Next time... next time, it would be his wretched leader. She was too weak... it disgusted him.
He froze, and his ears twitched. Sound, from over in the brush. Probably a mouse, or a vole... if he was lucky, a rabbit. Whatever it was, he would kill it.
He darted to the side without a sound, then crouched. His long, slender tail wove back and forth as he anticipated the leap...
Without a moment's hesitation, he dove forward, landing atop a scrawny robin. Unexpected, sure, but he would take it. The tom took it's life without blinking. He chuckled to himself. He could hear his leader now, "Great catch, Shatteredclaw. You truly are the best hunter..."
She doesn't know what's coming, he thought suddenly, his eyes gleaming with the discovery he had just made. I have total trust within my Clan... if I use it just right, I could finally become deputy, and then, oops, an accident suddenly kills Amberstar... and I could finally start towards ruling the forest...

Muahahahaha...? Like I said, I don't know if you would consider me advanced or anything, but I love evilness. *pokes Scourge*

[Swimfast]

Name: ShatteredClaw
Age: 27 moons
Clan: Shadowclan
Appearence: ShatteredClaw is an intimating looking cat, with a pure black coat. And a single pale white strip that looks like a scar, that runs from the tip of his right ear, to the bottom left side of his face. He is a muscular cat, that is larger size then usual. ShatteredClaw has piercing pale yellow eyes, and his fur is always tattered and torn, from the many fights from which he has taken place in. His black claws are long, and cracked, from extended use, in conflicts with other cats. When ShatteredClaw is looked at from afar, he is almost never given another glance.
Personality: ShatteredClaw is a fierce, rough, mean warrior, he likes to fight, and bring about trouble. He likes to have power, that is his main determination, which he will fight, long and hard for. He is very rarely caught talking to other cats, he isn't really a clan cat, in a fight, he is most likely to fight for his life, then one of a clan member. ShatteredClaw ofthen fights with other warriors, when he has nothing else to do, he has very sharp senses, and when caught in a fight with him, there is a very slim chance, that the other cat is going to come out on top. ShatteredClaw doesn't like kittypets, are all. and to him, this was funny. He eats large amounts, and doesn't hunt for the clan, only himself, and often takes more food then he should, and hunts on other clans terrirtory. ShatteredClaw is a vey ruthless cat, but somewhere, way deep down, there might be a tad bit of good among the fighting, and stealing, and injuring.
Roleplay Example: ShatteredClaw stalked closer to the apprentice, slowly, catching the fear in his eyes, he growled, "I never, want to see you come anywhere near me again!" He spat at the terrified cat, "And if I do....." He trailed off, and raised a powerful paw to strike to apprentice, who was now tembling, he sighed, thinking twice, for the first time in a long time, then more lightly then he intended, struck, the apprentice fell over. ShatteredClaw growled low in his throat, "Now go! Make yourself useful you little runt!" He got up, and turned, and sprinted toward the fresh kill pile, he was very hungry, he sniffed the food, and heard another cat approach behind him. He whirled, and growled a warning at the newly made warrior, ShatteredClaw looked back at the food, then picked out a large rabbit, and a squirrel , leaving only a small mouse. He trotted to a tree, and noisily, began crunching away on his meal. He watched, amused, as the other cats sniffed the fresh kill pile, looking at eachother, wondering what to do, he laughed to himself. Then started to chomp on the bones of his meal, until nothing was left. He yawned, and headed for the warriors den, nipping at any cat that came too close for his comfort. He walked into the den, and sniffed, seeing a warrior in his usual place, his trotted over, and hissed, "Get up!' Then shoved the warrior away and circled a few times before laying down, and stretching out, touching several warriors who invaded his space, he stood, frusterated, and growled again. He kicked, and pushed the sleeping warriors out of his way, then, with a clearing all to himself, he lay down. Keeping all of his senses in tune, and sharp, as he slept.

[eccentricbirdie]

Name: ShatteredClaw
Age: 43 Moons
Clan: Riverclan (For now)

Appearance: Named for the appearance of the stripes along his pelt, looking like the shattered ice that covered the puddles littering the area at the time of his birth. His icy gray pelt is covered in dark stripes, collecting over his spine. Ice blue eyes glare out from beneath long fur, his paws covered in the blood from past kills, stained a dark brown. Under the fur are powerful muscles, kept strong over the many moons from always hunting, fighting and swimming. His ears are tattered at best from the many fights, and shallow scars are hidden by his long fur all over his body, only visible when wet.

Personality: Cold and stoic, it is obvious that Shatteredclaw cares mostly for his own well being; though he claims furious loyalty to his clan. A very prideful cat, his temper is short. He has never been able to handle annoyances for longer than a few seconds. If you catch him on a bad day, you run or get hurt; no exceptions. He is power hungry, and not afraid to let that be known. He believes that he should have been made the deputy and later; the leader of Riverclan, and because he was not he is a very bitter chance. Others will often comment on how scary or ruthless he is, and he will just purr and thank them, and then be on his way.

Roleplay Example: Flexing his long claws into the earth, Shatteredclaw repressed the urge to growl and hiss. He must stay silent to make his kill with as little effort as possible. There was a new cat that had started living around the two-leg farm near the Riverclan camp, and he meant to get rid of the nuisance as soon as he had seen the young creature; even more so when he saw that she had happily caught a piece of his freshkill. The young cat was not much older than an apprentice would be, and obviously scared to be out alone.

Crouching down, his icy blue eyes glared at the other cat, keeping his position hidden. He waited for the young she-cat to crouch down, starting to take a bite of her meager meal before he pounced. Flipping her over, he pressed one back paw down on her tail to press it into the earth. His front paw placed itself on her neck, causing the young cat to choke and flail her legs, attempting to claw at his belly.

"I would really stop struggling, if I were you." He said calmly, his voice liquid. He smirked and pressed down on her throat a bit more before she stopped moving, curling her legs towards her body and gazing at him; her eyes pleading for her life. He chuckled, his tail flicking contently. "Now, what to do with you.." He said, eying her in a strange way.

This would be the perfect opportunity to pass on his legacy; of course, would he even want to? A male to challenge him- no. He shook his head, glaring at the she-cat, her eyes still gazing at him, but beginning to cloud over. He decided, flexing his claws so they were ever so slightly digging into her neck, that he would just kill her here. "I have no use for something like you so I have to say that I think I will kill you." He said, calmly as ever. There was no hint of remorse in his voice or actions as he let go of her throat long enough to strike and clamp his jaws around her skinny neck. He held on for a few moments before a sickening 'crack' was heard and her whole body went limp.

Chuckling as blood stained the fur around his jaws he drug her body towards the two-leg place, into the thick brush in that area, hiding her body. Sitting and looking at the dead cat he lapped at the blood streaming from her throat; why waste a good source of energy? After he had his fill, he sat next to her dead body, musing as to what to do. "Now, what to do with you.." He repeated, a sick satisfaction in his voice.