Post by midnightflame on Feb 10, 2008 3:24:12 GMT -5
[glow=blue,2,300]Name:[/glow]
Midnightflame.
[glow=blue,2,300]Age:[/glow]
Fourty Nine Moons.
[glow=blue,2,300]Gender:[/glow]
Tom.
[glow=blue,2,300]Clan:[/glow]
ForestClan.
[glow=blue,2,300]Desired Position:[/glow]
Warrior.
[glow=blue,2,300]Personality:[/glow]
A cat of emence patience, Midnightflame isn't a cat that makes his presence known and that seems to follow on in all duties. He would die for his clan, if the time came, yet he isn't one to stick with boundaries either. Although a loyal cat to forestClan, his perspective towards clan life is a lot like any other cat's would be about an unwanted battle. He will live there, since that is where he belongs and will do whatever he can to help the clan prosper, but if something were to happen and he wasn't needed or someone gave him an alternative life to clan life, he would take the first escape route.
He isn't one that his fellow clan mates would like to come anywhere near, but they know and he knows that as long as his paws still walk the forest, they have to work together for the benefit of ForestClan. His attitude towards his clan mate's fits this description, as he will stay as far away from the rest of the clan as possible, only going on patrol's if he is needed, otherwise perfering to hunt alone. He doesn't talk to any cat, otherwise it is almost a roar of anger, as that is the only time he wants to comunicate, which often leads to problems. He can throw a perswacive argument and is well known for winning his fights, both verbally and physically.
Midnightflame is a very scretive tom, not getting close to anyone and is a cat that seems to scare away all cats that come within a tail length of him which you would suspect would mean he is lonely, but he is quite the opposite, knowing that if he did go near anyone, something would happen that he would regret, after all, no cats, not even he know about his missing memories of another life. Although secretive and rather snappy, Midnightflame is a rather large flirt around she-cat's, mostly when they are together, since, well, again, he isn't sure what his past holds towards she-cats.
This tome is the key feature to what you might describe as a darkened figure within the clan and he knows, deep inside, that there is something that he doesn't know about himself and knows that there is a reason that he seems to get along with rouges of all cats and why older cats seem to be frightened of him, even if right now, he is a harmless clan cat, when you live within him anyways.
[glow=blue,2,300]Physical Description:[/glow]
Midnightflame isn't a cat you would generally go near, no matter who you are for one reason. His size. This tom is massive, one of the larger cats in the clans, not the largest but close to it. His limbs seem to almost be too small to hold the well built up muscles that line his limbs and shoulders, giving this tom an incredible advantage to a fight. Although large, don't be mistaken that he might be rather slow, he is quite the opposite, being quick footed in all terain for some unknown reason to him.
His fur is short, like most cats and almost a dusty shade of jet black, not a single mark across his black black and lower belly. His paws though are the most silky white and almost seem to small for such a huge build, which they often are as he does twist him limbs quite a lot, but lives with the pain and these days, doesn't even feel the stabbing barbs. His claws are the same size as any cats, and quite blunt, no matter how much he sharpens them, but that doesn't mean they don't leave a deep scar. His fangs are the opposite to his paws, being incredibly sharp, able to pirece skin within a mili-second of contact.
His lower face and chest are also white but that seems to be the part of him that is ignored, since it is a darker shade, more of a light grey. But his eyes are what seem to frighten almost any cat that tries to conect to him.
When you look into any cat's eyes, raw emotions show though and sometimes they can be even more powerful than words. These sometimes even read of the thoughts that a cat may be thinking. Midnightflame's eyes are the things that will send shivers down your spine. His bright marine blue eyes are beautiful, more than a lot of cats but there is something that will scare you about them. This tom's eyes are dead, they show nothing. It's like looking at a steel wall, knowing that behind it could be screts and things that no one can crack but, Midnightflame's are blank. There is a wall there, but no one wants to even try and look behind it.
[glow=blue,2,300]Picture:[/glow]
[glow=blue,2,300]History:[/glow]
://I would fill this out but right now, I don't have the time. I'll give you a quick sum up though, born outside the clan, he grew up to be one of the most feared rouges that was the only cat who could attack a kit, kill an apprentice and rape any she-at's that wandered away from safety. That was long forgotten in a rockfall that broke his head but, his life was saved by ForestClan.
[glow=blue,2,300]IC:[/glow]
://not my greatest but I have little time.
From my story, 'Falling Stars'
The sun shone brightly into the warriors den, melting the snow across the open forest clearing which was shrouded in low hanging fog. The large ginger tom, resting in the entrance gave a content sigh, shiftly onto his back and slowly opening his eyes to looked up at the roof above, his blue gaze shimmering with the morning light that leaked through the fern covered entrance he was lying against. Closing his eyes and rolling back onto his side so he could look at the clearing while not getting up, the deputy's gaze was greeted by two huge glittering blue eyes. 'Morning Flashfire!'
Flashfire leapt to his paws, his fur bristling in surprise as he looked at the small dark ginger apprentice as she gave a heavy purr and flicked her tail to the empty warriors den. 'You slept in, Silverstar still hasn't returned so Bearstrike too control,' Auburnpaw mewed brightly. Flashfire sighed a deep sigh of relief as the small she-cat moved to his side. Taking one last look to check that no cats were coming, the deputy quickly nudged the medicine cat's side, making her fall onto her back as he quickly pinned her, aquamarine meeting blue as he looked at the beautiful she-cat and gave her nose a soft look, his blue gaze glittering softly.
Auburnpaw knew that they shouldn't be, that the two of them together was breaking more rules than possible but, she couldn't help loving the large ginger tom. The she-cat gave his chest a soft lick before nudging him off her as she glanced towards the entrance before nuzzling him across the muzzle softly, purring as he gave the top of her head a soft lick. 'Meet me at the fog tree at sunset,' Flashfire quickly murmured in the apprentice's ear as the huge figure of Bearstrike lumbered his way into the den. 'Flirt later you two, Flashfire has a job to do,' the tom growled as the deputy bounded forwards, receiving a hard shove in the chest as he stumbled out of the den, Auburnpaw followed close behind, her ear twitching to show she had heard as she bounded off towards her waiting mentor.
Flashfire gave a content sigh, looking around the peaceful camp with a small smile playing on his lips.
[glow=blue,2,300]Code:[/glow]
Whisper
[glow=blue,2,300]What Warriors Books Have You Read?:[/glow]
All the first and second seires and 'The Sight'. I have yet to read all others.
[glow=blue,2,300]Is This Your First Warriors RP site?:[/glow]
No.
[glow=blue,2,300]Do you Know How To Rp?:[/glow]
Of Course.
[glow=blue,2,300]Are You Active?:[/glow]
As much as I can be.
[glow=blue,2,300]Are You Welcoming To New Ideas?:[/glow]
Yes.
[glow=blue,2,300]How did you find out about CWC?:[/glow]
An advertisement on a site I was looking at joining.
Midnightflame.
[glow=blue,2,300]Age:[/glow]
Fourty Nine Moons.
[glow=blue,2,300]Gender:[/glow]
Tom.
[glow=blue,2,300]Clan:[/glow]
ForestClan.
[glow=blue,2,300]Desired Position:[/glow]
Warrior.
[glow=blue,2,300]Personality:[/glow]
A cat of emence patience, Midnightflame isn't a cat that makes his presence known and that seems to follow on in all duties. He would die for his clan, if the time came, yet he isn't one to stick with boundaries either. Although a loyal cat to forestClan, his perspective towards clan life is a lot like any other cat's would be about an unwanted battle. He will live there, since that is where he belongs and will do whatever he can to help the clan prosper, but if something were to happen and he wasn't needed or someone gave him an alternative life to clan life, he would take the first escape route.
He isn't one that his fellow clan mates would like to come anywhere near, but they know and he knows that as long as his paws still walk the forest, they have to work together for the benefit of ForestClan. His attitude towards his clan mate's fits this description, as he will stay as far away from the rest of the clan as possible, only going on patrol's if he is needed, otherwise perfering to hunt alone. He doesn't talk to any cat, otherwise it is almost a roar of anger, as that is the only time he wants to comunicate, which often leads to problems. He can throw a perswacive argument and is well known for winning his fights, both verbally and physically.
Midnightflame is a very scretive tom, not getting close to anyone and is a cat that seems to scare away all cats that come within a tail length of him which you would suspect would mean he is lonely, but he is quite the opposite, knowing that if he did go near anyone, something would happen that he would regret, after all, no cats, not even he know about his missing memories of another life. Although secretive and rather snappy, Midnightflame is a rather large flirt around she-cat's, mostly when they are together, since, well, again, he isn't sure what his past holds towards she-cats.
This tome is the key feature to what you might describe as a darkened figure within the clan and he knows, deep inside, that there is something that he doesn't know about himself and knows that there is a reason that he seems to get along with rouges of all cats and why older cats seem to be frightened of him, even if right now, he is a harmless clan cat, when you live within him anyways.
[glow=blue,2,300]Physical Description:[/glow]
Midnightflame isn't a cat you would generally go near, no matter who you are for one reason. His size. This tom is massive, one of the larger cats in the clans, not the largest but close to it. His limbs seem to almost be too small to hold the well built up muscles that line his limbs and shoulders, giving this tom an incredible advantage to a fight. Although large, don't be mistaken that he might be rather slow, he is quite the opposite, being quick footed in all terain for some unknown reason to him.
His fur is short, like most cats and almost a dusty shade of jet black, not a single mark across his black black and lower belly. His paws though are the most silky white and almost seem to small for such a huge build, which they often are as he does twist him limbs quite a lot, but lives with the pain and these days, doesn't even feel the stabbing barbs. His claws are the same size as any cats, and quite blunt, no matter how much he sharpens them, but that doesn't mean they don't leave a deep scar. His fangs are the opposite to his paws, being incredibly sharp, able to pirece skin within a mili-second of contact.
His lower face and chest are also white but that seems to be the part of him that is ignored, since it is a darker shade, more of a light grey. But his eyes are what seem to frighten almost any cat that tries to conect to him.
When you look into any cat's eyes, raw emotions show though and sometimes they can be even more powerful than words. These sometimes even read of the thoughts that a cat may be thinking. Midnightflame's eyes are the things that will send shivers down your spine. His bright marine blue eyes are beautiful, more than a lot of cats but there is something that will scare you about them. This tom's eyes are dead, they show nothing. It's like looking at a steel wall, knowing that behind it could be screts and things that no one can crack but, Midnightflame's are blank. There is a wall there, but no one wants to even try and look behind it.
[glow=blue,2,300]Picture:[/glow]
[glow=blue,2,300]History:[/glow]
://I would fill this out but right now, I don't have the time. I'll give you a quick sum up though, born outside the clan, he grew up to be one of the most feared rouges that was the only cat who could attack a kit, kill an apprentice and rape any she-at's that wandered away from safety. That was long forgotten in a rockfall that broke his head but, his life was saved by ForestClan.
[glow=blue,2,300]IC:[/glow]
://not my greatest but I have little time.
From my story, 'Falling Stars'
The sun shone brightly into the warriors den, melting the snow across the open forest clearing which was shrouded in low hanging fog. The large ginger tom, resting in the entrance gave a content sigh, shiftly onto his back and slowly opening his eyes to looked up at the roof above, his blue gaze shimmering with the morning light that leaked through the fern covered entrance he was lying against. Closing his eyes and rolling back onto his side so he could look at the clearing while not getting up, the deputy's gaze was greeted by two huge glittering blue eyes. 'Morning Flashfire!'
Flashfire leapt to his paws, his fur bristling in surprise as he looked at the small dark ginger apprentice as she gave a heavy purr and flicked her tail to the empty warriors den. 'You slept in, Silverstar still hasn't returned so Bearstrike too control,' Auburnpaw mewed brightly. Flashfire sighed a deep sigh of relief as the small she-cat moved to his side. Taking one last look to check that no cats were coming, the deputy quickly nudged the medicine cat's side, making her fall onto her back as he quickly pinned her, aquamarine meeting blue as he looked at the beautiful she-cat and gave her nose a soft look, his blue gaze glittering softly.
Auburnpaw knew that they shouldn't be, that the two of them together was breaking more rules than possible but, she couldn't help loving the large ginger tom. The she-cat gave his chest a soft lick before nudging him off her as she glanced towards the entrance before nuzzling him across the muzzle softly, purring as he gave the top of her head a soft lick. 'Meet me at the fog tree at sunset,' Flashfire quickly murmured in the apprentice's ear as the huge figure of Bearstrike lumbered his way into the den. 'Flirt later you two, Flashfire has a job to do,' the tom growled as the deputy bounded forwards, receiving a hard shove in the chest as he stumbled out of the den, Auburnpaw followed close behind, her ear twitching to show she had heard as she bounded off towards her waiting mentor.
Flashfire gave a content sigh, looking around the peaceful camp with a small smile playing on his lips.
[glow=blue,2,300]Code:[/glow]
Whisper
[glow=blue,2,300]What Warriors Books Have You Read?:[/glow]
All the first and second seires and 'The Sight'. I have yet to read all others.
[glow=blue,2,300]Is This Your First Warriors RP site?:[/glow]
No.
[glow=blue,2,300]Do you Know How To Rp?:[/glow]
Of Course.
[glow=blue,2,300]Are You Active?:[/glow]
As much as I can be.
[glow=blue,2,300]Are You Welcoming To New Ideas?:[/glow]
Yes.
[glow=blue,2,300]How did you find out about CWC?:[/glow]
An advertisement on a site I was looking at joining.
