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Post by Sm ª l l Ç l ª w ¦× on May 5, 2008 18:45:04 GMT -5
Name: Smallclaw
Age: Twenty three moons
Gender: Tom
Code Word: Icon
What Form Are You Using?: Normal cat bio form
Clan: RippleClan
Rank: Deputy
Physical Descrpiton: Smallclaw is a jet black tom, silky sleek coat while tough muscle ripples beneath; his coat has a shine of blue occasionally in the shade or the reflection of the sun on a warm green-leaf day; his eyes are a radiant emerald green. His tail is long, and bald point on the end, not pointy like some cats. He has miniature paws, though not unnormal; his claws are sharp and he has massive back legs like a bobtail might. His ears are large and thought his body is lithe and compact his shoulders are faintly broad, showing small signs of bulk strength.
Short physical description: Muscular jet black tom with emerald eyes.
Personality:
Clan Wise: Though his own judgment on his clan is fair and he respects those of the more enduring words of wisdom, he abides by the noble code and will of Starclan; and wishes to protect his clan with his heart and soul, tooth and claw.
Family, Love, And Friends: After losing his mentor, and a caring father he never knew he has a strong desire and determination to protect any more close cats from passing on to Starclan, and though his feelings are strong for the fact though they are gone they live on in the stars, he refuses to let their memory fade like a broken shell. He's never thought about any specific she-cat, He realizes the Clan comes first and his duty must be tended to before anything.
Personal: Even when his words shine with unmistakable strength and light of the true meaning of loyal; they sometimes can just be words. He won't make any actions of his sorrow and the heart broken moments he's had in the past, he will move on.. when it's time and fix the mistakes he's encountered.
Battle: In his most magnificent strength, the emerald light inside of him shines with godly mortality; to protect and defend his clan with his life, even on the line he will never give up, and though his hunting skills are good as well, his adrenaline won't push him into insanity during a fray of fur and tooth and claw. He wants his clan mates to see that if they work together they can overcome any obstacle and win any battle. Even without bloodshed and war, words would be said and the minds of those would realize that fighting isn't the answer to disagreements. And even if the world was just peace and silence, there would always be rivalry, and malice that spreads to drive battles and kill innocent cats; his wish would be to defend his clan without trouble and to heighten the spirits with wisdom and words to emotionally heal those wounded. Whats one battle compared to all the ones he still fights alone inside?
Undefinded: As he is loyal and wise, he seeks strength from friendship and love whom he's never felt; to follow in Darkstars pawsteps he wants to change the cold ways RippleClan has become inhabited to, to make the other clans see that this clan will prove them wrong and start a new strong age for the future. He enjoys taking strolls and border patrols, being used to his duties as every Deputy must. He mourns for Earthclaw who was the first Deputy after Ripplestar died while Smallclaw was a kit, and his father Nightmare driven to his death when Ripplestar refused to lend Thunderclan more territory; Healing minds.. souls and hearts wounded by words and rivalry, with all young cats and the old.. troubled in spirit like himself, knowing that one day his only family will die cuts him like sharp claw deep inside and he promised to make his mother proud with what he can acomplish.
History:
Kithood: Smallkit never had any siblings, but he had a mother and a father.. Midnightshadow his mother and his father Nightmare.. which his father died by an ambush on camp by Thunderclan for the rivalry and greed of territory; he never understood why the clans had to fight all the time, meaningless deaths which could have been avoided by a few, sensible words. He'd found friends, Tawnywillow another nursing she-cat at the time had two kits; Hawkkit and Fernkit whom became best friends and felt more like family than just clan mates.
Apprenticeship: Being an apprentice was great for Smallpaw, he was enthusiasticly sarcastic and his mentor was Earthclaw himself! but though Nightmare had gone, that wasn't the end of the terrifying moments, while hunting him and Hawkpaw had run into a dog pack which had been loose and spoken of plenty inside the camp; and while the clan came to their aid Hawkpaw saved Smallpaw to protect and defend his closest friend from and death and give up his own life without hesitation. Another wound on his beating heart.
Warriorhood: As Earthclaw was the first Deputy once Ripplestar had passed on and Darkwind became Darkstar; he was viciously killed in a rock slide; he hadn't been expecting it and being happy about his own Warrior ceremony, he named himself after Earthclaw between the time he'd died and been made a Warrior; Smallclaw is willingly determined to let his mentors memory move on in the hearts of every kit; Bluerose whom was killed in a fox trap Smallclaw won't let himself down so easily, Hawkpaw never would have wanted that. Darkstar died and now, Dreamstar leads this Clan and Smallclaw is at her side.
RP Example Slinking through the thick marshlands of Shadowclan territory, a broad tan and flame blotched apprentice slipped through the tough weeds with a gallant step, Brittlepaw watched his paws carefully making sure not to tumble over another root or thrust another thorn into his pad. Just because it was the marsh didn't mean surprises didn't come in through it's damp grounds.
He suddenly crouched down low into the hunters position, steadying his breaths and keeping his tail above the Earth so it wouldn't drag and cause unwanted commotion. Up further about a couple fox lengths he could just make out the feathers of a sparrow, faintly blinded into light olive grasses by the weeds which blocked his view. Slowly weaving through them with a calm composure holding down the pressure to make sure he didn't spook his future dinner.
But his worry had begun to crack while a faint quiver from behind made him panic, whipping his head around to face behind himself he lost his footing and with the complete naive move his paw broke dead leaves, bringing the sparrow into flight, turning back towards where he'd seen the bird he silently muttered a curse under his breath and wanting to know what it was that made his precious meal fly away he growled and padded on.
Poking his head through the end of some ferns which had long been dead while new ones grew beneath, he scented their deputy, Hawkeye but there was another few.. Earthclaw.. and Rogues! He was alarmed and before he could measure out what he was doing he broke out into the clearing, his neck fur bristling while he arched his back, and slowly it came down.. trying to calm himself; moving towards Hawkeye he sneered; " Whats going on here? " he gritted his teeth over the reek of the outsiders before him.
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