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Post by || SiLVER on Mar 28, 2010 0:42:58 GMT -5
NAME: Ravencry GENDER: tom AGE: forty-eight moons CLAN: ShadowClan POSITION: warrior
APPEARANCE:
PELT COLOR: dark gray, border-line black PELT LENGTH: medium MARKINGS: black tabby stripes EYE COLOR: amber, though they can appear green in the sunlight BUILD: broad muscles and a well compact body, like most ShadowClan cats OTHER: He has a scar across his right shoulder and a kink at the end of his tail
STRENGTHS:
His build makes him an ideal fighter. He often takes on more than one cat because he knows he can handle them. His swipes have a lot of power behind them as well at his kicks. His haunches have a ton of strength, and some believe he has ancestors from SkyClan. With powerful haunches, claws, and fangs, he makes quite an enemy. I definitely wouldn't want to be on his bad side. He can also take a punch without even flinching. He's strong inside and out and it takes a lot to hurt this tank. Sometimes it's like his body is made of steel, and sometimes his friends say he should of been called Steelcry instead of Ravencry. WEAKNESSES:
Despite being very strong, he does have his weaknesses. He can not run very fast or very far. His bulk makes him clumsy and he usually runs into things while running. It doesn't help that ShadowClan territory is full of thick pine forests. He tends to avoid running because of this, but it doesn't mean he doesn't have a lot of stamina. He just can run; he's not very close to his cheetah ancestors like he is to his tiger and lion ancestors. He also tends to block out his loved ones when they are saying something he doesn't want to hear. If he's depressed, he doesn't want to listen to anyone who's trying to make him feel better. He tends to bottle up his emotions, which is another reason why his body is like steel. It takes a lot to get him to show a lot of emotions. Mostly because of what happened to him in his past.
PERSONALITY:
POSITIVES:
- open-minded
- strong-minded and strong-willed
- considerate
- polite
- assertive
- not afraid of a good fight
- athletic
- very loving
- gentle with kits
- will do what needs to get done
NEGATIVES:
- bottles up his emotions
- stubborn
- slow on his feet
- rough on naive cats
- impatient
- can be rash and foolhardy
- aggressive in battle
- judgmental of the other clans
- doesn't like change
- makes other cat's get their wounds checked before himself
LIKES:
- teaching and learning
- being by himself
- catching trespassers
- climbing
- clear skies
DISLIKES:
- laziness
- complaining
- running
- hunting
- rainy weather
Fears:
Ravencry fears one thing: love. He's terrified of falling in love. Will it be painful? Most cats say it isn't, that it's the best feeling ever. But what he's most afraid of about it is rejection and disappointment. He doesn't want to fall into love with a she-cat, only to have her turn him down. He doesn't know if he could handle it; it might end up destroying him. Even worse, he would be afraid of losing her. What if she died before he did. He doesn't think he could deal with the pain or sadness of losing his mate, or even his children (which will most likely result from having a mate). He tends to put up a barrier, blocking out all she-cat' attempts to open up his heart. It just doesn't want to get hurt.
Habits:
Like stated above, he has a habit of putting a barrier around himself. If anyone tries to get through it, he pushes them away. The barrier also keeps all his emotions in, causing him to bottle up all his negative feelings. He's afraid if he shows any depression or sadness, it will make him feel weak. And he doesn't want to be weak, he wants to be strong.
Another habit he has is sort of a small one, but it's worth mentioning. His tail is constantly flicking. If he's angry, it's flicking, if he's happy, it's flicking, if he's sad, it's flicking. It's sort of a subconscious thing and he doesn't even notice he's doing it. It gives him the appearance of being grumpy and unapproachable though.
RELATIONSHIPS:
MOTHER: Dewdrop- pale silver tabby she-cat with light green eyes. she had dainty white paws and a loving heart. FATHER: Darkstorm- black tabby tom with large amber eyes. very brave, strong, and somewhat unapproachable. SIBLINGS: Quailfeather- light brown tabby she-cat with blue eyes. gentle and kind. wanted to become a medicine cat before she was killed. MENTOR: Featherfern- black and white she-cat with very pale blue eyes. she was a patient queen who joined the elder's because of her failing hearing.
HISTORY:
His life was pretty normal for a while. He had a loving mother, got into trouble with his sister, and couldn't wait until his apprentice ceremony. When he finally became an apprenticed, he was paired with Featherfern. He liked her; she was fair, patient, and never screamed when he did something wrong. You could almost say he had the perfect mentor. All through training, him and Quailpaw would do whatever they could to stay together. While Ravenpaw was impatient and stubborn, Quailpaw was quiet and flexible. They both brought out the best of each other and Ravenpaw loved her very much. He has never loved another cat as much as his sister, not even his mother.
His training went by without too much excitement. He only had one real battle, which gave him the scar across his right shoulder. He fought very bravely and a lot of cats were impressed. This was when him and Quailpaw became apprentices. Their silent vigil was on a cold, leafbare evening, and when morning finally came, their whisker were frozen. The two were overjoyed to get a chance to warm up in the warrior den and sleep. Every cat knew not to wake Ravencry, unless they wished to be snapped at, but Quailfeather was woken early to join the evening patrol. It was the start of them becoming separated. They would no longer be doing everything together.
A few moons went by and Ravecry became used to his new duties, and also used to Quailfeather not constantly being by his side. They still stayed close though, sharing meals and curling up in the warriors den. Then, everything came crashing down. Quailfeather had gone on a border patrol while Ravencry helped to reinforce the nursery. The patrol was gone for longer than usual, but he didn't think anything of it until he scented blood. Three bleeding warrior stumbled into the camp, carrying Quailfeather's body. They said a ThunderClan patrol had attacked them while they were checking the borders. The fight had been brutal, and one warrior accidentally killed Quailfeather. The cat had been aiming for her ear, but she changed her position and his teeth met her neck instead. Her windpipe had been punctured and she was dead in moments.
After this incident, Ravencry found out how to put a barrier around himself, blocking out his emotions. He ignored everyone's trying-to-be-comforting words and instead but kept to himself. The grief kept building inside him until he thought he was going to burst. He came down with a severe case of greencough because of it, and it nearly took his life. No one knows it was the stress and grief that had caused it, everyone just thought it was the weather. Losing Quailfeather was the worst time of his life, even worse than the greencough.
OTHER:
Sucky history is sucky, but oh well.
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Post by || SiLVER on Mar 31, 2010 19:23:31 GMT -5
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