Post by Riverflame on Jul 5, 2009 18:22:38 GMT -5
Name: Ashenfur
Age: 21 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: RiverClan
Rank: Warrior
Description: Ashenfur is a large gray tom. His pelt gets darker as it goes down his body; his head and shoulders are the color of ash, then the fur darkens slightly, turning more to a smokey color. His tail is dark gray, darker than any other part of him. His fur is broken from two prominent scars, one running across his face and another one down his flank from an attack by a rogue.
Personality: Ashenfur is kind, and easy-to-like, though he can sometimes have a sharp tongue, and tends to speak his thoughts no matter what they happen to be. The tom prefers to stay to himself, but not because he's shy. He's far from being afraid of attention. It's more because he hates rejection, and has to have every bit of attention for himself. Even so, he tries his best to stay on everyone's good side, succeeding most of the time.
History: Ashenfur was born Ashenkit for the color of his pelt. He was rambunctious, born to an older queen named Frostwing. He was her last kit, born in a lonely litter of one. Ashenkit progressed to Ashenpaw, and proved to be a very skilled hunter, willing to dive into the water to catch a single fish. The young tom trained as well as possible, and proved to be worthy of a warrior name when he saved a fellow apprentice from drowning; her name was Lilypaw, a pretty brown tabby. She had fallen in while trying to catch a fish, and though she was in RiverClan, she wasn't much of a swimmer. Ashenpaw had been training with his mentor when her yowls reached them, and the apprentice raced over and dove in before his mentor knew what was happening. The she-cat was saved, but later killed by rogues. Ashenpaw was given the warrior name Ashenfur, and the newly-made warrior promised he would be the best he could be, for Lilypaw's sake.
While hunting, a moon after his warrior ceremony, a half-starved rogue attacked him, fighting for the fish that he had just caught. The rouge managed to claw the warrior several times before finally giving up and running, too tired to keep fighting. Ashenfur was left with a long scar running across his face, and another along his flank. The warrior was too tired and in too much pain to travel back to camp, hoping a patrol would find him, or that a fox would come and finish him off. But then he remembered the promise that he had made for Lilypaw, and he managed to make it back to came before passing out, unconscious. The scars now remind him both of his hatred towards rogues, and of that exact promise.
Roleplay Sample: N/A
(( Aww, so cheesy. x3 ))
Age: 21 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: RiverClan
Rank: Warrior
Description: Ashenfur is a large gray tom. His pelt gets darker as it goes down his body; his head and shoulders are the color of ash, then the fur darkens slightly, turning more to a smokey color. His tail is dark gray, darker than any other part of him. His fur is broken from two prominent scars, one running across his face and another one down his flank from an attack by a rogue.
Personality: Ashenfur is kind, and easy-to-like, though he can sometimes have a sharp tongue, and tends to speak his thoughts no matter what they happen to be. The tom prefers to stay to himself, but not because he's shy. He's far from being afraid of attention. It's more because he hates rejection, and has to have every bit of attention for himself. Even so, he tries his best to stay on everyone's good side, succeeding most of the time.
History: Ashenfur was born Ashenkit for the color of his pelt. He was rambunctious, born to an older queen named Frostwing. He was her last kit, born in a lonely litter of one. Ashenkit progressed to Ashenpaw, and proved to be a very skilled hunter, willing to dive into the water to catch a single fish. The young tom trained as well as possible, and proved to be worthy of a warrior name when he saved a fellow apprentice from drowning; her name was Lilypaw, a pretty brown tabby. She had fallen in while trying to catch a fish, and though she was in RiverClan, she wasn't much of a swimmer. Ashenpaw had been training with his mentor when her yowls reached them, and the apprentice raced over and dove in before his mentor knew what was happening. The she-cat was saved, but later killed by rogues. Ashenpaw was given the warrior name Ashenfur, and the newly-made warrior promised he would be the best he could be, for Lilypaw's sake.
While hunting, a moon after his warrior ceremony, a half-starved rogue attacked him, fighting for the fish that he had just caught. The rouge managed to claw the warrior several times before finally giving up and running, too tired to keep fighting. Ashenfur was left with a long scar running across his face, and another along his flank. The warrior was too tired and in too much pain to travel back to camp, hoping a patrol would find him, or that a fox would come and finish him off. But then he remembered the promise that he had made for Lilypaw, and he managed to make it back to came before passing out, unconscious. The scars now remind him both of his hatred towards rogues, and of that exact promise.
Roleplay Sample: N/A
(( Aww, so cheesy. x3 ))
