Post by Xx._Spiderstar_.xX on Jun 7, 2008 15:54:20 GMT -5
Name: Crimsonblood
Age: 17 moons
Gender: Tom
Desired Position: Warrior
Clan: HollyClan
Short Description:
Age: 17 moons
Gender: Tom
Desired Position: Warrior
Clan: HollyClan
Short Description:
Large, light brown tom with dull yelllow eyes.Description:
Along Crimsonblood's back is birch-tree like stripes that follow along to the tip of his tail. The patterns on his face resemble nothing but black random splotches on his nose and on his forehead. His right ear is straight brown and is indented in the middle since birth. The rest of his body is a light brown and he has a few pure white splotches on his back and belly. Crimsonblood's left back paw is a grayish brown with black claws. His front right leg has the same markings that line his back and tail only the lines are thicker and almost connect in the middle. There is a dark brown line of fur running from his chest to the bottom tip of his tail. His eyes are a dull yellow colour.Experience:
When Crimsonblood was born, the med cat thought he wouldn't survive because of his small size. But after 2 nights in the medicine cat's den, everything looked brighter. On his third night, he was back with his mother in the nursery. For the next week or so, his mother kept him close, because of his size and, the fact that he was her only kit. After another few days of constant watch and scolds from his mother, his mother finally let go a little and let him play with other kits.Personality:
A little while after, Crimsonblood got in a squabble with an apprentice and came out on top with nothing more than a small scratch that soon faded. Among the some of the cats that had observed the fight, was the leader and she was very impressed. Even though he was only 5 moons old, the leader wanted to make him an apprentice. But, his mother refused and told her to wait. When his apprenticing night came along, the cats thought he was unnaturally calm. His mother on the other hand, was more excited and nervous than him.
Upon receiving his name, he was bursting with anticipation to start training. His mentor, started by teaching him how to hunt. Needless to say, it was disastorous. HIs mentor scolded him harshly, but after hardwork, he got the hang of it. Well sorta. His mentor would tell him to calm down while hunting, but Crimsonblood never simmered down while hunting. To his luck though, his fighting skills made up for his lack in being able to hunt.
Upon the age of 16 moons, his leader decided to make him a warrior despite his horrible hunting skills. Of course Crimsonblood thoght that he shouldn't become a warrior until he learned to control his excitment. HIs leader thought otherwise and the rest is history.
Crimsonblood loves to fight. Mostly because he likes to mess with the other cats minds by "deeking" them out, so to say. He gets a couple swats in and the runs off to fight another cat. Now moving into Clan life, he is usually pretty quiet but speaks whats on his mind when he feels like. Doesn't like it when other cats make his decisions for him. He is a very free speaking, openminded cat. At Gatherings, he is still as shy as when he was an apprentice. But now, he isn't afraid to go over and talk to other cats in different Clans.