Post by maple on Feb 13, 2009 23:05:45 GMT -5
[Shortfang]
[Small-tooth][Tom]
[ThunderClan]
[60moons or 5 years]
[Warrior]
____________[LOOKS]
Shortfang is a pale tabby tom with long dark black stripes. He has a very long tail but his left canine fang was fractured when he was a small kit when he was rough housing. He has short ears also and has light amber eyes. However his eyes are fogged and clouded when he was blinded by a rabbit hunting. For a tom his is very light weight and sort of on the small side but is a feirce warrior despite being blind. He has a a pure black paw on his right front side as well as a dark black tipped tail. Also has huge paws and long razor sharp claws. Has a scar slightly above left eye from when rabbit attacked him.
____________[PERSONA]
He is sweet and gentle, despite the younge arrogant cat he used to be. He once had a thirst for battle and abbition but that soon changed once he was blinded. Being blind had made him see the better he could be. However he is quite senseative when it comes to his seeing and he doesn't mind talking about it but it does tend to hurt him. He hopes to one day have a mate but he doesn't know if a she-cat will love him due to what happened to him. He is calm and good manored and loves kits and serving his clan and being loyal to the warrior code and StarClan. He often struggles with the life of a warrior and being blind but does cope well.
____________[HISTORY]
He was born in ThunderClan but his mother died giving birth to him. His father was never mentioned so he never found out who he was. He was nursed by another ThunderClan Queen whom had one of her kits die when it traveled out of camp and crossed paths with a badger. As an apprentice he often didn't get along with most of the others and liked to stick with the bad croud for he thought their ambition wasn't bad, but powerful and right about everything. He was not a 'leader' he was more of a 'follower'. He loved to hunt and fight, and was determined to train as one of ThunderClans best. Growing up he seen the errors of his ways and stopped his deadly ambition but his tounge was still as sharp as his claws. One day while hunting as a warrior a rabbit turned on him and clawed his eyes blinding him. He saddly once relizing he would be blinded for life, lost the will to live. After being blinded he decided he was to young to retire so a few of his clanmates trained him to be as good as he is today. While being blinded his attitude changed through his experiences.
____________[IC]
Shortfang prowled the ThunderClan territory. His sences alert, his steps well measured amongst the under growth being carefull not to trip. He silently sighed, he missed being able to see. He had a certain longing inside of him to see again... but it would never happen and he would have to accept that. Saddly he swallowed his pain and the choked feeling came back. He shook it off of his mind. Now was time to hunt and forget about that.
His breathed in the damp leafy scents of the forest. He taisted the air as it went past his scent glands in the roof of his mouth. Mouse! He thought at a familiar scent. He calculated it was by the ferns a few fox lengths away from him. He knew this by how the soft pattering sound of the heart beated not to fair away from him, yet though it wasn't close sounding to him.
He lightly stepped making sure not to land on twigs. The slightess sound could alert the small unsuspecting prey. He crept forward with determination. Each pawstep was a struggle for him because of being blind. He lifted his tail so it wouldn't swish past any leaves or foilage. He was so close now!
Crack! With sudden horror he relized he stepped on a twig. The mouse darted away but Shortfang was to close, he pounced and made a swift clean kill. Pride burned inside of him; being blind wasn't stopping him from anything!
____________[FAMILY]
Mother~ Willowwhisper
Father~ Unknown
Siblings~ None
Aunt~ Brindlepelt
Uncle~ Brackenclaw
____________[PASSWORD]
ANTEDILUVIAN
EDIT: Does that work for the definition?
