Post by ~*Scar_The_Broken*~ on May 7, 2008 19:05:12 GMT -5
Name: Talonstar
Age: 48 moons
Gender: Tom
Code Word: Moonlight
What Form Are You Using?: Regular cat form
Clan: Ravenclan
Rank: Leader
Theme Songs; www.youtube.com/watch?v=QOSoErsj2ts&feature=related
youtube.com/watch?v=Ml51qS5X1VA&feature=related
Short Physical Descrpiton: Talonstar is very large for a cat. Talonstar was named for his long talon like claws. They are a pale bone color that stands out against his jet black fur. Talonstar has cool light gray eyes that shine and sparkle. Turning a steely color when mad or upset. Talonstar's coat is of the darkest black. It is slick and wards muck and swamp water easily. Talonstar's facial features are handsome but are slightly mocking and sneering. He has a mean glare and a rebelious streak that shows through in his gaze. Talonstar is a handsome very large tom that has a tiwsted destiny. What will become of his power and his pride?
Personality: TalonStar is stubborn and a bit prideful. He thinks he is a gift to the forest knowing not that it is very true. He has a cold heart like most Ravenclan cats but he also has room to let others in. Talonstar shows signs of being the greatest fighter even now. He knows how to use his great size and heavy paws to hsi advantage. He isn't the fastest runner and he hates it when other cats skip around him like little leaves blowing in the wind. Talonstar can be very spiteful and angry if cats don't listen to him and he is quick to attack intuders. Talonstar hates being blamed for his mothers death. The young leader has great promise but his personality can be prickly to those that don't know him.
History: Talonkit was born with his long talons extended. This caused major problems for his laboring mother. The kit fought wildly as he was born and his long hooked claws were hard somehow unlike other kits. They tore his mother's birth canal open and the queen bled to death. Talonkit was nursed by another queen and never really had a mother. He grew much quicker than most kits and his immense size cause trouble in te nusery because he took up too much room. He developed hsi indipentance at a young age and his sarcasim caused the queens to shiver.
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Age: 48 moons
Gender: Tom
Code Word: Moonlight
What Form Are You Using?: Regular cat form
Clan: Ravenclan
Rank: Leader
Theme Songs; www.youtube.com/watch?v=QOSoErsj2ts&feature=related
youtube.com/watch?v=Ml51qS5X1VA&feature=related
Short Physical Descrpiton: Talonstar is very large for a cat. Talonstar was named for his long talon like claws. They are a pale bone color that stands out against his jet black fur. Talonstar has cool light gray eyes that shine and sparkle. Turning a steely color when mad or upset. Talonstar's coat is of the darkest black. It is slick and wards muck and swamp water easily. Talonstar's facial features are handsome but are slightly mocking and sneering. He has a mean glare and a rebelious streak that shows through in his gaze. Talonstar is a handsome very large tom that has a tiwsted destiny. What will become of his power and his pride?
Personality: TalonStar is stubborn and a bit prideful. He thinks he is a gift to the forest knowing not that it is very true. He has a cold heart like most Ravenclan cats but he also has room to let others in. Talonstar shows signs of being the greatest fighter even now. He knows how to use his great size and heavy paws to hsi advantage. He isn't the fastest runner and he hates it when other cats skip around him like little leaves blowing in the wind. Talonstar can be very spiteful and angry if cats don't listen to him and he is quick to attack intuders. Talonstar hates being blamed for his mothers death. The young leader has great promise but his personality can be prickly to those that don't know him.
History: Talonkit was born with his long talons extended. This caused major problems for his laboring mother. The kit fought wildly as he was born and his long hooked claws were hard somehow unlike other kits. They tore his mother's birth canal open and the queen bled to death. Talonkit was nursed by another queen and never really had a mother. He grew much quicker than most kits and his immense size cause trouble in te nusery because he took up too much room. He developed hsi indipentance at a young age and his sarcasim caused the queens to shiver.
RP Example
Alright here's mine it has Talonkit, Talonpaw and Talonclaw in it sorry it's not the best I wasn't thinking well.
Talonkit;
I may be a mere kit but I shall bring this forest to it's knees...
A frosted gaze watched from a deepening shadow. Long curved claws hooked at the short marsh land grass. A marvelous black pelt rippled with muscle even though the wearer was merely a kit. The two frosty gray eyes traced a frog that foolishly had wandered close to the camp entrance. With a low but still kitish growl the shape took off hurtling toward the unknowing prey. He wasn't nearly the best runner of Shadowclan but he made up for his lack of speed with sheer ferocity and might. Lashing his jet black tail he leapt and threw his fore-paws out toward the toad. His back feet landed before his front paws and he crashed down on the plump creature with a muffled grunt. His long hooked claws sank into the smaller animal's body and he yowled in triumph. Grabbing the struggling toad by it's throat he ripped sideways tearing open it's main blood vein and sending it's body into weak spasms. The kits black ears rotated and then flattened as his camp flew into chaos. Shouts of his name and thudding pawsteps shook the kits mind and he quickly took the toad in his mouth. Hauling it back through the camp entrance he crouched low and waited to be spotted. Finally a warrior by the name of Rainsong turned her freezing blue gaze on him.
"Talonkit Cherrystar will have your hide if you leave camp again." The warrior half-growled stalking forward and nudging him out into the open.
Putting his ears back the young but still ambiguous Talonkit spat. "Hey I caught the toad didn't I?" When he was cuffed by the warrior he subsided to grumbling and watched his first kill carried away. 'I will show all of Shadowclan what I can do if I have to rip open the sky and bring down the warriors of Starclan to do it.' The kit vowed gravely in his mind his maw set in a grimace. But only time would tell the kits story of valor and unimaginable power.
Talonpaw;
I am mightier than any warrior though my name remains Talonpaw...
A large cat pushed his way through the marshes of Shadowclan. His light gray eyes flitted between objects as he jogged easily through the muck. His great black paws seemed to shed slime without effort and his black coloration made him hard to see in the long shadows of evening. The tom was still a apprentice but his body was that of a veteran warrior. A sound echoed from the depths of Shadowclan territory and the tom-cat froze. His long cruel claws unsheathing with a subtle hiss. His great head turned slowly toward the echoing scream. With adrenaline pulsing through his veins Talonpaw launched toward the source of the piercing shriek. The sound was unlike anything he had ever heard and it turned his red hot blood to ice as he sprinted toward it.
As he wasn't the fastest by far reaching the source of the noise took longer than Talonpaw would have wished. Pinpointing the sound he withdrew his paws from the muck and trudged onto solid Shadowclan land. His ears flattened instinctively as he approached the unearthly wail. His jet black fur began to bristle and his fangs glistened. Stepping through a small barrier of rare marsh thorns Talonpaw once and for all caught sight of the terrible noise maker. It was a small badger a cub at the most. It's body was covered in thick Shadowclan mud and it was nearly buried in a mud hole. The large apprentice stopped in his tracks and stared warily at the beast before him. It was helpless and dying but the heart of most all Shadowclan cats were cold. Talonpaw was no exception he gritted his fangs and stalked forward after a brief pause of uncertainty. He would kill the wretched animal to stop the noise that was beginning to cause his head to throb. Lashing out with one heavy paw he raked at the badgers throat. A thick gash appeared but the crying did not cease. Growing more agitated Talonpaw dodged a bite from the cub and shot forward. Sinking his fangs into the gash and clamping down hard. He pushed his fore-paws onto the creatures shoulders and pinned it to the soggy soil. It had rained alot in Shadowclan and everything was mud or marsh. The already weakened scavenger thrashed wildly and Talonpaw's neck began to ache. But soon it was over and the creature slipped from his grasp dead as the hosts of Starclan.
Spitting out a mouthful of muddy badger fur Talonpaw looked down at the cub thankful that the annoying wail had stopped. His nose twitched as he smirked and his eyes grew wide as a alarming scent washed over him. It was the reek of a large badger. Turning so very slowly the already large apprentice found himself face to muzzle with a angry mother badger. Trembles shook his body but he did not retreat. His light gray eyes turning steely as rage washed over him. "I was doing the whole forest a favor!" He snarled whipping to the side to avoid one massive swing of the badgers paw. It clipped his shoulder and sent him sprawling into the mud. Growling with a ferocity that shocked even himself Talonpaw rose. Catapulting forward he smashed one paw into the mothers head. To his surprise it cartwheeled backward. Landing in a heap. Amazed at his own incredible strength Talonpaw froze and watched as the creature began to rise shakily. Blood welling from four claw holes in it's head. It roared a terrible roar and charged the apprentice as badgers do. Rolling to the side Talonpaw righted himself and leapt onto the enraged mothers back. Digging in his hooked claws he barraged its head with cruel blows. Staggering the badger collapsed as if the apprentice had really hurt it. Leaping off the tom took his chance and rushed it. Striking both front paws down heavily on its skull he heard a sickening crunch and looked down amazed. He has crushed the badgers skull. 'But how?' He asked himself his paws growing wet with blood. He had discovered his power. At the same instance Talonpaw came to the conclusion that it was a gift from Starclan a soft breeze rustled through the marsh. Carrying a whispered voice. "You have been given the strength of a thousand warriors use it wisely and protect your clan." Talonpaw lifted his head to the breeze and a smile twisted his mouth. "I will!" He called to the sky and the earth. His pelt glowing with warmth he saw the wind move clouds away from the sun. An omen of good to come.
Talonclaw;
I am a warrior of legend nothing shall stand in my way...
Sitting proudly among the cats chosen to go to the gathering was a massive black tom. His odd eyes glittered with some hidden emotion and his pelt gleamed with healthiness. Standing as he heard his name called by a fellow warrior the ruggedly handsome tom smiled. "Yes Rainsong you don't have to worry about it Echosong saw that it is clean and she even re-bandaged it." He called to the she-warrior. Shaking his head he wondered why Rainsong was so interested in the lives of others but something told him he didn't want to know. Grooming his paw he quickly cleaned behind his ears then glanced around the camp. No cat was close to him so he lay back down and crossed his giant black paws. He was blessed with the gift of strength and hated not being able to use it against his own clan-mates. Sighing he rolled onto his back and waved one paw in the air watching as his magnificent claws flashed and danced. He was named for his claws for even at birth he was noted for his long curving talons. "Talonclaw." He mused out loud. Putting emphasis on the claw part of his name.
With a faint chuckle Talonclaw eased onto his side then gained his footing. Stretching with his paws in front of him and his tail in the air he yawned and threw a annoyed of waiting look around the camp. 'Cherrystar should show up soon it's past time to go.' He thought irritably scratching absent minded behind one ear. Stifling another yawn he trotted toward the camp entrance. To his mild surprise a paw snaked out in front of him and tried to trip him. With a growl of annoyance he sidestepped the paw and leapt at the laughing shadow. It was Rainsong. With a roll of his eyes Talonclaw let the much older she-warrior rise and glared at her. "You can be such a nuisance sometimes!" He hissed at the chuckling warrior. Turning his light gray eyes to his shoulder he checked to make sure the cobweb bandage was securely in place then shoved past Rainsong into the night. Rolling his very muscular shoulders the new warrior ran around a couple marsh trees then jogged back to the camp entrance. It looked like Cherrystar had finally made an appearance so the huge tom slid into his spot near the middle of the small crowd of cats going to the gathering. His run had loosened his muscles up but to his dismay it had also strained the wound on his shoulder. Dark red blood shone below the cobwebs and he made sure Echosong wasn't near him. Twitching his ears forward he noticed that Cherrystar was finished speaking and that the group was heading out. Rising Talonclaw trotted after the group trying to stay as far away from the mischievous Rainsong as he could. He spooked as a owl screeched over head and lashed out blindly in the dark. A young tree snapped in half and Talonclaw lowered his head to remain unseen. He hurried to catch up with the patrol and made himself calm down. He was a warrior now no reason to jump at ghosts. Snorting he squared his shoulders and proceeded to his first gathering. He was the hidden might of Shadowclan but not very many knew it.
Talonkit;
I may be a mere kit but I shall bring this forest to it's knees...
A frosted gaze watched from a deepening shadow. Long curved claws hooked at the short marsh land grass. A marvelous black pelt rippled with muscle even though the wearer was merely a kit. The two frosty gray eyes traced a frog that foolishly had wandered close to the camp entrance. With a low but still kitish growl the shape took off hurtling toward the unknowing prey. He wasn't nearly the best runner of Shadowclan but he made up for his lack of speed with sheer ferocity and might. Lashing his jet black tail he leapt and threw his fore-paws out toward the toad. His back feet landed before his front paws and he crashed down on the plump creature with a muffled grunt. His long hooked claws sank into the smaller animal's body and he yowled in triumph. Grabbing the struggling toad by it's throat he ripped sideways tearing open it's main blood vein and sending it's body into weak spasms. The kits black ears rotated and then flattened as his camp flew into chaos. Shouts of his name and thudding pawsteps shook the kits mind and he quickly took the toad in his mouth. Hauling it back through the camp entrance he crouched low and waited to be spotted. Finally a warrior by the name of Rainsong turned her freezing blue gaze on him.
"Talonkit Cherrystar will have your hide if you leave camp again." The warrior half-growled stalking forward and nudging him out into the open.
Putting his ears back the young but still ambiguous Talonkit spat. "Hey I caught the toad didn't I?" When he was cuffed by the warrior he subsided to grumbling and watched his first kill carried away. 'I will show all of Shadowclan what I can do if I have to rip open the sky and bring down the warriors of Starclan to do it.' The kit vowed gravely in his mind his maw set in a grimace. But only time would tell the kits story of valor and unimaginable power.
Talonpaw;
I am mightier than any warrior though my name remains Talonpaw...
A large cat pushed his way through the marshes of Shadowclan. His light gray eyes flitted between objects as he jogged easily through the muck. His great black paws seemed to shed slime without effort and his black coloration made him hard to see in the long shadows of evening. The tom was still a apprentice but his body was that of a veteran warrior. A sound echoed from the depths of Shadowclan territory and the tom-cat froze. His long cruel claws unsheathing with a subtle hiss. His great head turned slowly toward the echoing scream. With adrenaline pulsing through his veins Talonpaw launched toward the source of the piercing shriek. The sound was unlike anything he had ever heard and it turned his red hot blood to ice as he sprinted toward it.
As he wasn't the fastest by far reaching the source of the noise took longer than Talonpaw would have wished. Pinpointing the sound he withdrew his paws from the muck and trudged onto solid Shadowclan land. His ears flattened instinctively as he approached the unearthly wail. His jet black fur began to bristle and his fangs glistened. Stepping through a small barrier of rare marsh thorns Talonpaw once and for all caught sight of the terrible noise maker. It was a small badger a cub at the most. It's body was covered in thick Shadowclan mud and it was nearly buried in a mud hole. The large apprentice stopped in his tracks and stared warily at the beast before him. It was helpless and dying but the heart of most all Shadowclan cats were cold. Talonpaw was no exception he gritted his fangs and stalked forward after a brief pause of uncertainty. He would kill the wretched animal to stop the noise that was beginning to cause his head to throb. Lashing out with one heavy paw he raked at the badgers throat. A thick gash appeared but the crying did not cease. Growing more agitated Talonpaw dodged a bite from the cub and shot forward. Sinking his fangs into the gash and clamping down hard. He pushed his fore-paws onto the creatures shoulders and pinned it to the soggy soil. It had rained alot in Shadowclan and everything was mud or marsh. The already weakened scavenger thrashed wildly and Talonpaw's neck began to ache. But soon it was over and the creature slipped from his grasp dead as the hosts of Starclan.
Spitting out a mouthful of muddy badger fur Talonpaw looked down at the cub thankful that the annoying wail had stopped. His nose twitched as he smirked and his eyes grew wide as a alarming scent washed over him. It was the reek of a large badger. Turning so very slowly the already large apprentice found himself face to muzzle with a angry mother badger. Trembles shook his body but he did not retreat. His light gray eyes turning steely as rage washed over him. "I was doing the whole forest a favor!" He snarled whipping to the side to avoid one massive swing of the badgers paw. It clipped his shoulder and sent him sprawling into the mud. Growling with a ferocity that shocked even himself Talonpaw rose. Catapulting forward he smashed one paw into the mothers head. To his surprise it cartwheeled backward. Landing in a heap. Amazed at his own incredible strength Talonpaw froze and watched as the creature began to rise shakily. Blood welling from four claw holes in it's head. It roared a terrible roar and charged the apprentice as badgers do. Rolling to the side Talonpaw righted himself and leapt onto the enraged mothers back. Digging in his hooked claws he barraged its head with cruel blows. Staggering the badger collapsed as if the apprentice had really hurt it. Leaping off the tom took his chance and rushed it. Striking both front paws down heavily on its skull he heard a sickening crunch and looked down amazed. He has crushed the badgers skull. 'But how?' He asked himself his paws growing wet with blood. He had discovered his power. At the same instance Talonpaw came to the conclusion that it was a gift from Starclan a soft breeze rustled through the marsh. Carrying a whispered voice. "You have been given the strength of a thousand warriors use it wisely and protect your clan." Talonpaw lifted his head to the breeze and a smile twisted his mouth. "I will!" He called to the sky and the earth. His pelt glowing with warmth he saw the wind move clouds away from the sun. An omen of good to come.
Talonclaw;
I am a warrior of legend nothing shall stand in my way...
Sitting proudly among the cats chosen to go to the gathering was a massive black tom. His odd eyes glittered with some hidden emotion and his pelt gleamed with healthiness. Standing as he heard his name called by a fellow warrior the ruggedly handsome tom smiled. "Yes Rainsong you don't have to worry about it Echosong saw that it is clean and she even re-bandaged it." He called to the she-warrior. Shaking his head he wondered why Rainsong was so interested in the lives of others but something told him he didn't want to know. Grooming his paw he quickly cleaned behind his ears then glanced around the camp. No cat was close to him so he lay back down and crossed his giant black paws. He was blessed with the gift of strength and hated not being able to use it against his own clan-mates. Sighing he rolled onto his back and waved one paw in the air watching as his magnificent claws flashed and danced. He was named for his claws for even at birth he was noted for his long curving talons. "Talonclaw." He mused out loud. Putting emphasis on the claw part of his name.
With a faint chuckle Talonclaw eased onto his side then gained his footing. Stretching with his paws in front of him and his tail in the air he yawned and threw a annoyed of waiting look around the camp. 'Cherrystar should show up soon it's past time to go.' He thought irritably scratching absent minded behind one ear. Stifling another yawn he trotted toward the camp entrance. To his mild surprise a paw snaked out in front of him and tried to trip him. With a growl of annoyance he sidestepped the paw and leapt at the laughing shadow. It was Rainsong. With a roll of his eyes Talonclaw let the much older she-warrior rise and glared at her. "You can be such a nuisance sometimes!" He hissed at the chuckling warrior. Turning his light gray eyes to his shoulder he checked to make sure the cobweb bandage was securely in place then shoved past Rainsong into the night. Rolling his very muscular shoulders the new warrior ran around a couple marsh trees then jogged back to the camp entrance. It looked like Cherrystar had finally made an appearance so the huge tom slid into his spot near the middle of the small crowd of cats going to the gathering. His run had loosened his muscles up but to his dismay it had also strained the wound on his shoulder. Dark red blood shone below the cobwebs and he made sure Echosong wasn't near him. Twitching his ears forward he noticed that Cherrystar was finished speaking and that the group was heading out. Rising Talonclaw trotted after the group trying to stay as far away from the mischievous Rainsong as he could. He spooked as a owl screeched over head and lashed out blindly in the dark. A young tree snapped in half and Talonclaw lowered his head to remain unseen. He hurried to catch up with the patrol and made himself calm down. He was a warrior now no reason to jump at ghosts. Snorting he squared his shoulders and proceeded to his first gathering. He was the hidden might of Shadowclan but not very many knew it.
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