Post by Deleted on May 30, 2013 17:43:47 GMT -6
Name: Adderfang
Clan: Shadow
Rank: Warrior
Age: 24 moons
Gender: Tom
Description: A small warrior with feirce speed and slight overbite. His short, silky pelt is streached over a lithe figure and is black with a white face, chest, neck, belly,paws and tail tip. Adderfang's top canines extend out from under his lip, giving him his name. While he's not overly muscular, you'd have amazing luck to catch him in a race. Since the battle, he's gotten one missing ear, a bob tail, and quite a few scars all over his body.
Personality: Fierce, loyal, protective
Fierce: None can deny his battle skills. Adderfang is an amazing fighter -which makes up for his terrible hunting skills- and is unmatched in the speed department. While he rarely actually bites down for fear of hurting himself, Adderfang's claws are always ready for a fight. Some could describe him as just a little blood thristy.
Loyal: Even if he is a little blood thristy, Adderfang would never betray his clan or any of his clan-mates and very much hates traitors. The small tom would do anything to keep his clan safe and happy, even if it meant going against the warrior code.
Protective: Let not kit or queen fear for their safety. Adderfang will be the first to protect the nursery due to watching his mother die during a raid from riverclan.
History:
Kithood: Adderkit was born in a litter of three to a loving mother and strong father. He and his sisters, Patchkit and Hollykit, were happy and well cared for. They were raised strictly by their father and were protected by their mother. That all changed, though, when the kits turned 5 moons old. They were nearly ready to be apprenticed when shadowclan was raided. three warriors, Adderkit's mother and Hollykit were all killed in the raid. Alone, adderkit spent his last moon mourning his mother and sister.
Apprenticeship: Adderpaw was a swift and violent in his attacks and soon became well known for his battle training. Hi mentor, Fernshade, was a tough teacher and reminded Adderpaw of his father. He respected her greatly and was thrilled and proud when she said he would be a warrior soon.
Warrior Life: Adderfang is a yougn warrior, but has lived a full and eventful warrior life. He has faught in every fight and is now battling for his clan's survival.
Example of rping (IC): Adderfang let out a yowling scream of pain as his sides were sliced open by another cat's claws. It was a riverclanner. Fox-hearted furballs that they were. The black and white tom could only see about five living clan-mates. This was bad. He had to get out of here. Adderfang lept onto the attacker's back, digging his fangs deeply into the back of the cat's neck. Witha sickening screach it collaped under him, dead. Starclan save us all! Adderfang thought as he dashed toward the log, weaving between fighting pairs and dodging attacks.
Once he got over the log, Adderfang paused for a second. He could feel the blood down his face form his ear, and couldn't feel his tail. The wound in his side stung so badly it was unbearable. "To the clan..." He panted heavily. "I must get to the clan." It hurt, but adderfang ran as best as he could. The small tom didn't make it and collapsed near the entrance. He let out a pitiful yowl and passed out.
"Wake up, Wake up! You must tell Firefeather. She must know!" Jetstar? "Go! Now!" His eyes snapped open and Adderfang dragged himself inito the camp. "Firefeather!" He caughed blood. "Firefeather! The clan.....we lost.....last surviver..." And with that, he passed out.
