Post by Ginger on Apr 12, 2010 11:40:31 GMT -5
Name;;
Brokenflight
Clan;;
Windclan
Rank;;
Warrior
Gender;;
Male
Age;;
22 Moons
Description;;
He has soft just above meduim length fur. His coat is cream colored with siamese markings. His tail length is pretty long compared to the average cat's. His ears are average size. His eyes are the color of green leaves. His canine fangs are normal size.. His claws are a tad sharper than most cats. However lately he does not care for himself. Meaning his sharp claws are losing shape.. His fur is losing sheen. One would say he is in deep deep depression. His legs are as long as the average windclan cat. he isn't the fastest nor the strongest. When he takes care of his fur it has a wonderful shine like the daylight sun. It is incredibly smooth and soft like that of a cat pillow. His eyes may change color from green leaves to bright autumn leaves depending on the ray the sun is hitting them.
Personality;;
Before his sister's death:
He was always set for battle. Always fighting back with words and claw. He was very warrior spirited. Believed nobody could keep him down. He would always protect, the ones he loved. Wanting them to feel safe. He was the perfect father type.
He would take everything and change it, to make the other cat look like the bad guy. He would say exactly what he wanted to say. He was highly respected for his outspoken personality.
After his sister's death:
He acts like there is nothing left to live for. He always walks around with this hazy lost look. Many cats laugh behind his back. They call him a fool. He cares not. His mind lives in the past. It wants the only family he loved to come back. He needs to be free from the past.
He will talk in third person past tense. He will always bring up his sister and her past achievments. He has few friends now adays.
When he fights he doesn't even fight back. He just dodges. He sometimes even allows himself to be hit. He is always talking to himself at times. He is a total physco now.
History;;
His History is mostly focused around his sister. He had no other siblings and his parents.. Well he only cared for his sister. His father was a traitor and his mother was a Loner. Who travels to the clan once in a while.
He and his sister went through alot together. Being chased by foxes, badgers, and well clan leader. They had gotten into lots of trouble during kitten and apprentice moons. They both wanted the best of life.
Even after they both became warriors they refused to seperate. At least that is what Brokenflight believed. They would fight battles right next to each other. As it there was a deeper relationship then that of mates. He never knew but his sister always kept things from him. Even to this day she keeps her death form him.
Not by choice but by Starclan commands. She wishes to give him hints at night.. The only thing she can do is tell her other clanmates after making them promise not to tell him. Starclan claims it is a test. She however believes it is a game.. A game they choose to let cat's play. She thinks the game is cruelty. They always seem to try and break cat's hearts and to make them fade...
When she died she was killed by a badger. It had a temper and had torn her to pieces. Brokenflight never knew that. For it was a rainy day and Brokenflight doesn't believe/think badgers killed her. He believes a cruel cruel cat murdered her and tore her up. He believes, everyday he will find out who that cat is. Everyday he wants a silent revenge.
All he knows is that the battle was between Riverclan and Windclan. He needs to know who in Riverclan did it. Tore her to pieces leaving only few obvious pieces. The killer to him was a monster. He has nightmares and dreams of the cat.. He imagines the cat standing in a thunderstorm.. Its eyes yellow and piercing into the soul. The teeth sharp and dangerous.. Challenging him... Wanting him to find it.
Relatives ;;
Sharla - Mother - Alive(loner)
Goldenclaw - Father - Unknown (Traitor)
Honeywing - Sister - Deceased
RP Sample ;;
Brokenflight faced with a fierce battle. he dodged and tried to atack his enemies hindlegs. His teeth bare in a dangerous snarl. He faced his grey furred riverclan enemy. It was a tom larger in the shoulders then him. It was unusual but the tom seemed faster then Brokenflight. However flight was Brokenflight's ending name. he wasn't letting this cat rbing him down.
Brokenflight raked the riverclan's cat fur. They both dodged and hit each other. The rain made the ground harder to stand on. Brokenflight found this cat had an advantage. Suddenly a hiss splittered the world into two. Windclan cats quickly fell back.
Brokenflight followed after spatting at the Riverclan cat admitting defeat. When he came up the hill he never knew... What he saw just over that hill.. HIs heart thumped he knew.. He just knew.. His legs went into full sprint to the disfigured body. When he had reached it he saw her eyes.. They where full of shock and fear... He let out a piericing yowl. His heart burned with incredible rage. He meowed a command without thinking. "Somebody help me!" quickly his clanmates came to his sides. They had eyes of fear and disgust. They wanted to run back and murder the Riverclan.. However, Brokenflight's anger was stronger then all of them combined....
They got her body to the camp.. Brokenflight mourned all through the night. In the morning Brokenflight woked beside her.. The she-cat he spent his whole life with.. That helped him through the good and bad. she was gone.. Forever gone... His heart was forever lost to despair.. His dreams just brought nightmares of a Riverclan cat staring at him from evil eyes after killing his sister.. How dare they.
Twoleg Chatter !
Your Name ;; Ginger
RP Experience ;; ehh four or five
Other Cats ;; none
