Post by [[: A.m.b.e.r on May 13, 2008 16:59:55 GMT -5
Name:Oakheart
Age: 28 Moons
Apprentice Of Warrior:
Gender: Tomcat
Appearance: The start of Oakheart is his strong build. His shoulders are wide and his muscles lean giving him a good advantage in battle. He has long curved claws that are usually sharp and well aimed, most like a tiger. His hind legs are a powerful support in battle too, though his belly of course is a weak point.
The tabby tom has an ivory muzzle that is connected to his chest and white paws. He has semi-large paws that are great for catching prey and hiding his thorn sharp claws. The very rip of his tail is also of the ivory color which is great for tickling a friend's nose in the warriors' den when they are fast asleep.
The real exotic feature on him is his eyes. They are fiery amber, which usually gleam with pride and confidence. On the outer part of both eyes there are little yellow sparks strewn across, good for showing of his emotions. His pupil will of course widen when there is a loom of darkness and slit when there is too much light. On purpose he will narrow them when irritated or angry.
Personality: Laid back, perfect description of this tomcat on normal placid days. If trouble were to come anytime he would immediately be on his paws and ready to defend his clan even at the cost of his life. With tooth and claw he would go to protect WindClan.
All cats have flaws. No matter what, Oakheart's flaw is that he can be somewhat rude at times. It will take a lot for him to snap but when he does one is best to just let him calm down before approaching or trying to speak to him. It is rare for him to get like this but he definitely can.
Often he can be found lounging outside the warriors' den, being lazy as usual. Boredom can come extremely fast in his mind, when this happens he will probably go out hunting in solitary or ask a friend to go. Another option would be asking to go on the next patrol. Simple enough, though; even this can get boring at times which usually resolves him to decide to go down to the stream.
History:
Willowfrost- mother - deceased
Silverstripe- father - deceased
Oak-kit- Rambunctious, the label that had been given to him when he was able to cause mischief. He would get under many cats paws, racing around camp with "fast" speed. A few days after he had been born his mother died leaving his father extremely protective over his son, Oak-kit didn't know what was wrong since his father refused to tell him. Since he was only a kit he got into lots of trouble, bothering the elders with questions or chasing after a warrior's tail as they moved about camp doing their duty as usual.
Finally the day came that his father explained where his mother had vanished. The world went spinning out of control, Oak-kit even planned that he would run away. That same day his father had died, the news that Silverstripe finally told his son about Willowfrost had already burned through the camp like a wildfire. Many had told him it was because of his broken heart but the real reason was that he caught a strange disease.
Oakpaw- At last his apprenticeship has arrived. He promised himself he would become leader one day and here he was, on that path. He tried extra hard at hunting and fighting, which strengthened him on the outside and inside. With amber eyes burning with determination, he moved forward, each pawstep at a time.
Oakheart- The day he became a warrior, he was so proud. Inside emotions were bubbling ferociously, if only his mother hadn't died from blackcough. If only his father hadn't died too.
Before the ceremony he had gazed up at the sky longingly, they were watching him and he could feel it. After all those hard moons he was about to tread on the path he had longed to walk on for so long. He had felt a soft breeze graze his cheek and smelled the sweet scent of his mother; he closed his eyes blissfully and breathed it in. Today was the day.
Pictures
[x] Kit
[x] Apprentice
[x]Warroir
My comments;;
Nice Site~
Age: 28 Moons
Apprentice Of Warrior:
Gender: Tomcat
Appearance: The start of Oakheart is his strong build. His shoulders are wide and his muscles lean giving him a good advantage in battle. He has long curved claws that are usually sharp and well aimed, most like a tiger. His hind legs are a powerful support in battle too, though his belly of course is a weak point.
The tabby tom has an ivory muzzle that is connected to his chest and white paws. He has semi-large paws that are great for catching prey and hiding his thorn sharp claws. The very rip of his tail is also of the ivory color which is great for tickling a friend's nose in the warriors' den when they are fast asleep.
The real exotic feature on him is his eyes. They are fiery amber, which usually gleam with pride and confidence. On the outer part of both eyes there are little yellow sparks strewn across, good for showing of his emotions. His pupil will of course widen when there is a loom of darkness and slit when there is too much light. On purpose he will narrow them when irritated or angry.
Personality: Laid back, perfect description of this tomcat on normal placid days. If trouble were to come anytime he would immediately be on his paws and ready to defend his clan even at the cost of his life. With tooth and claw he would go to protect WindClan.
All cats have flaws. No matter what, Oakheart's flaw is that he can be somewhat rude at times. It will take a lot for him to snap but when he does one is best to just let him calm down before approaching or trying to speak to him. It is rare for him to get like this but he definitely can.
Often he can be found lounging outside the warriors' den, being lazy as usual. Boredom can come extremely fast in his mind, when this happens he will probably go out hunting in solitary or ask a friend to go. Another option would be asking to go on the next patrol. Simple enough, though; even this can get boring at times which usually resolves him to decide to go down to the stream.
History:
Willowfrost- mother - deceased
Silverstripe- father - deceased
Oak-kit- Rambunctious, the label that had been given to him when he was able to cause mischief. He would get under many cats paws, racing around camp with "fast" speed. A few days after he had been born his mother died leaving his father extremely protective over his son, Oak-kit didn't know what was wrong since his father refused to tell him. Since he was only a kit he got into lots of trouble, bothering the elders with questions or chasing after a warrior's tail as they moved about camp doing their duty as usual.
Finally the day came that his father explained where his mother had vanished. The world went spinning out of control, Oak-kit even planned that he would run away. That same day his father had died, the news that Silverstripe finally told his son about Willowfrost had already burned through the camp like a wildfire. Many had told him it was because of his broken heart but the real reason was that he caught a strange disease.
Oakpaw- At last his apprenticeship has arrived. He promised himself he would become leader one day and here he was, on that path. He tried extra hard at hunting and fighting, which strengthened him on the outside and inside. With amber eyes burning with determination, he moved forward, each pawstep at a time.
Oakheart- The day he became a warrior, he was so proud. Inside emotions were bubbling ferociously, if only his mother hadn't died from blackcough. If only his father hadn't died too.
Before the ceremony he had gazed up at the sky longingly, they were watching him and he could feel it. After all those hard moons he was about to tread on the path he had longed to walk on for so long. He had felt a soft breeze graze his cheek and smelled the sweet scent of his mother; he closed his eyes blissfully and breathed it in. Today was the day.
Pictures
[x] Kit
[x] Apprentice
[x]Warroir
My comments;;
Nice Site~
