Post by Torn on Aug 7, 2006 8:02:14 GMT -5
Name: Ridgedheart
Age: 25 moons
Clan: HiddenClan
Ranks: Warrior
Description: He has a short pure silver pelt with white flecks. His face is narrow and serious with gentle blue green eyes. His left front paw is a soft white and as you go up the leg his white blends into the sliver so you can't tell where the white starts or where the silver ends. His ears are a very light black, almost gray.
Personality: Despite his name he's kind and gentle, like a father. His voice is always soft and has a tint of caring to it but if you mess with him or his clan he'll become vicious. He's not afraid to spill blood when need be and he has no favorite way of solving things, it's either with words or it's not. He likes things simple so he's not the best problem solver. It's a lot to work him up though but he's learned to forgive during his moons. He never leaves anyone behind though.
History: At first the tom was a rowdy, vicious, reckless kit, not taking mouth from anybody. He had no concern for anyone but himself and thought the warriors' code was stupid. He straightened up after a moon of being an apprentice, when his mother died.
"Mama!" Rigdedpaw called into the flames, his tears drying up quickly in the heat. He could only make a three figures. A kit and a queen and a warrior.
His mother had given birth during the fire and got caught with his sister. They both died. His mother had been too tired to escape and his sister had been blind. He still wondered who the third was. He father soon killed himself, their love so strong he couldn't bare to go on with his life. Rigdedpaw was soon made a warrior and he lived his life, trying to help out whoever he could.
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Age: 25 moons
Clan: HiddenClan
Ranks: Warrior
Description: He has a short pure silver pelt with white flecks. His face is narrow and serious with gentle blue green eyes. His left front paw is a soft white and as you go up the leg his white blends into the sliver so you can't tell where the white starts or where the silver ends. His ears are a very light black, almost gray.
Personality: Despite his name he's kind and gentle, like a father. His voice is always soft and has a tint of caring to it but if you mess with him or his clan he'll become vicious. He's not afraid to spill blood when need be and he has no favorite way of solving things, it's either with words or it's not. He likes things simple so he's not the best problem solver. It's a lot to work him up though but he's learned to forgive during his moons. He never leaves anyone behind though.
History: At first the tom was a rowdy, vicious, reckless kit, not taking mouth from anybody. He had no concern for anyone but himself and thought the warriors' code was stupid. He straightened up after a moon of being an apprentice, when his mother died.
"Mama!" Rigdedpaw called into the flames, his tears drying up quickly in the heat. He could only make a three figures. A kit and a queen and a warrior.
His mother had given birth during the fire and got caught with his sister. They both died. His mother had been too tired to escape and his sister had been blind. He still wondered who the third was. He father soon killed himself, their love so strong he couldn't bare to go on with his life. Rigdedpaw was soon made a warrior and he lived his life, trying to help out whoever he could.
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Other:
