Post by Shadowscar on Oct 27, 2009 19:00:53 GMT -6
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Your Name: Shadowscar
Roleplaying Experience: I've been on 4 other Warriors sites, that I rped in until they died out (Unfortunately). Other than that I have been in 5 other roleplaying sites from people to various animals to a pokemon site which i currently still am active on.
Your Opinion: So far I am quite impressed with the site, it looks very nice and well put together.
character:
Name: Shadowscar
Gender: Tom
Age: 43 Moons
Clan: Windclan
Rank: Warrior (Senior)
Description: Shadowscar is a purely black cat with one very bright green eye and another eye that is still green but is not nearly as bright as the other. The dull eye (His right) has a scar from his forehead down to his nose. The scar is thin but bright pink. Shadowscar also bears another scar of the same size, shape and color on his left flank running down to the base of his tail. Shadowscar is lean and muscular, but isn't much larger than the average cat. Shadowscar holds his head high, but not in a pompous way making him look proud (Not ashamed of himself) but not to the point where he looks down on his clanmates.
Personality: Shadowscar is a proud warrior who used to be a hothead in his younger days. After being named warrior and having lived through some sobering experiences, he's gained a more level and cool head though his battle rage still remains. He seems cold on the outside, while on the inside he really cares about his clanmates. He holds an especially soft spot in his heart for kits. He isn't good at thinking through his decisions, but when he is put on the spot he can handle it well. His calm attitude and fierce battle skills makes him a good representative of the clan, being able to reason and back up any demands. Shadowscar dreams to hold a reputation to his name, though he doesn't want too much attention.
Summary Black Cat with a scar on his right eye. Seems colder than he really feels, but is still a hardened strong warrior.
History: Shadowscar was born and raised a Windclan warrior, his father had been killed in a simple border skirmish leaving his mother alone. Shadowscar's littermates ran off and were lost. This left Shadowscar's mother to raise the kit without a father or siblings. Shadowscar grew up being a hothead, always looking for a fight. At an early age he began to train very hard to become the best warrior he could be. Once he was an apprentice, Shadowscar trained and eventually became one of the strongest but most disliked apprentices. His denmates found him pompous and rude, not to mention pugnacious. Eventually Shadowscar found himself without any friends save his mentor, who still barely put up with him. One day, after being rejected by his denmates, Shadowscar decided to go hunt prey on his own. Being in a furious mood, Shadowscar did not pay much attention to where he was blundering into. Suddenly smelling a fox nearby, Shadowscar (Or Shadowpaw at the time) turned to go around the scent, but then suddenly he stopped. He decided to show up all of his clanmates by bringing down a fox single handedly. He charged the den where the fox had been sniffing the cat's scent nearby. The startled fox snarled and leaped for Shadowscar but the small apprentice was too quick. Sliding under the leaping fox, Shadowscar was able to rake his claws on the unprotected belly of the fox. The fox yelped in pain and turned with surprising speed, lashing its deadly claws at Shadowscar's eyes. Shadowscar jerked back quickly, it saved his life. One of the fox's razor-sharp claws caught above Shadowscar's right eye and slid down across the eye and the skin below it as Shadowscar pulled back. Shadowscar screamed in pain and caught the fox off guard by charging it, using his body as a battering ram. It brought the fox down and Shadowscar raked his claws along the fox's belly and throat. The near dead fox bit into Shadowscar's flank, but couldn't get a firm hold and his jaws slid across the black fur, leaving a large gash in Shadowscar's flank. This bite left the fox's neck unprotected, giving Shadowscar the opening to bite down and after a lot of thrashing, killed the fox. Bruised, bleeding and fatally wounded, Shadowscar dragged the fox's body back to camp as a prize. He made a full recovery, though the scars on his eye and flank would show forever. Shadowscar lost his pugnacious will to fight everyone, and cooled down learning that life was too fragile to fight everything you came across.
Roleplaying Sample: Wind blew through the black cat's pelt as he stood on the moor, looking out upon the wind-blown land. It had been a long time since he had stopped just to look at the world around him. Shadowscar's duties had kept him too busy to feel nature's peace overwhelm him. The black cat sat down, curling his tail around his body to protect his paws from the cool evening air. The sun was setting on the horizon giving the hills an orange glow that blended with the cool beige of the lowlands. Monsters rolled on the Thunderpath in the distance only to disappear towards Fourtrees. Shadowscar closed his eyes and just let the breeze take him away and bring him into an eternal state of calm. An unnaturally cold gust caught the scar on his eye, making him snap his eyes open. He calmed once he realized what it was, but the afterthought left him to reminisce. He thanked StarClan for his now level-head and calm attitude. "If I would've stayed as I had while I was an apprentice, I would be dead..." He thought solemnly. The final rays of the sun brought him back to reality, he stood up and turned towards his clan knowing that he should return. He silently thanked StarClan for the temporary moments of peace as he padded through a bush towards the Windclan camp... towards home.
Family: Mother [Name unknown for now, leaving the spot open for anyone who wants it]
Mate: None
Code Word: Warrior Cats
Your Name: Shadowscar
Roleplaying Experience: I've been on 4 other Warriors sites, that I rped in until they died out (Unfortunately). Other than that I have been in 5 other roleplaying sites from people to various animals to a pokemon site which i currently still am active on.
Your Opinion: So far I am quite impressed with the site, it looks very nice and well put together.
character:
Name: Shadowscar
Gender: Tom
Age: 43 Moons
Clan: Windclan
Rank: Warrior (Senior)
Description: Shadowscar is a purely black cat with one very bright green eye and another eye that is still green but is not nearly as bright as the other. The dull eye (His right) has a scar from his forehead down to his nose. The scar is thin but bright pink. Shadowscar also bears another scar of the same size, shape and color on his left flank running down to the base of his tail. Shadowscar is lean and muscular, but isn't much larger than the average cat. Shadowscar holds his head high, but not in a pompous way making him look proud (Not ashamed of himself) but not to the point where he looks down on his clanmates.
Personality: Shadowscar is a proud warrior who used to be a hothead in his younger days. After being named warrior and having lived through some sobering experiences, he's gained a more level and cool head though his battle rage still remains. He seems cold on the outside, while on the inside he really cares about his clanmates. He holds an especially soft spot in his heart for kits. He isn't good at thinking through his decisions, but when he is put on the spot he can handle it well. His calm attitude and fierce battle skills makes him a good representative of the clan, being able to reason and back up any demands. Shadowscar dreams to hold a reputation to his name, though he doesn't want too much attention.
Summary Black Cat with a scar on his right eye. Seems colder than he really feels, but is still a hardened strong warrior.
History: Shadowscar was born and raised a Windclan warrior, his father had been killed in a simple border skirmish leaving his mother alone. Shadowscar's littermates ran off and were lost. This left Shadowscar's mother to raise the kit without a father or siblings. Shadowscar grew up being a hothead, always looking for a fight. At an early age he began to train very hard to become the best warrior he could be. Once he was an apprentice, Shadowscar trained and eventually became one of the strongest but most disliked apprentices. His denmates found him pompous and rude, not to mention pugnacious. Eventually Shadowscar found himself without any friends save his mentor, who still barely put up with him. One day, after being rejected by his denmates, Shadowscar decided to go hunt prey on his own. Being in a furious mood, Shadowscar did not pay much attention to where he was blundering into. Suddenly smelling a fox nearby, Shadowscar (Or Shadowpaw at the time) turned to go around the scent, but then suddenly he stopped. He decided to show up all of his clanmates by bringing down a fox single handedly. He charged the den where the fox had been sniffing the cat's scent nearby. The startled fox snarled and leaped for Shadowscar but the small apprentice was too quick. Sliding under the leaping fox, Shadowscar was able to rake his claws on the unprotected belly of the fox. The fox yelped in pain and turned with surprising speed, lashing its deadly claws at Shadowscar's eyes. Shadowscar jerked back quickly, it saved his life. One of the fox's razor-sharp claws caught above Shadowscar's right eye and slid down across the eye and the skin below it as Shadowscar pulled back. Shadowscar screamed in pain and caught the fox off guard by charging it, using his body as a battering ram. It brought the fox down and Shadowscar raked his claws along the fox's belly and throat. The near dead fox bit into Shadowscar's flank, but couldn't get a firm hold and his jaws slid across the black fur, leaving a large gash in Shadowscar's flank. This bite left the fox's neck unprotected, giving Shadowscar the opening to bite down and after a lot of thrashing, killed the fox. Bruised, bleeding and fatally wounded, Shadowscar dragged the fox's body back to camp as a prize. He made a full recovery, though the scars on his eye and flank would show forever. Shadowscar lost his pugnacious will to fight everyone, and cooled down learning that life was too fragile to fight everything you came across.
Roleplaying Sample: Wind blew through the black cat's pelt as he stood on the moor, looking out upon the wind-blown land. It had been a long time since he had stopped just to look at the world around him. Shadowscar's duties had kept him too busy to feel nature's peace overwhelm him. The black cat sat down, curling his tail around his body to protect his paws from the cool evening air. The sun was setting on the horizon giving the hills an orange glow that blended with the cool beige of the lowlands. Monsters rolled on the Thunderpath in the distance only to disappear towards Fourtrees. Shadowscar closed his eyes and just let the breeze take him away and bring him into an eternal state of calm. An unnaturally cold gust caught the scar on his eye, making him snap his eyes open. He calmed once he realized what it was, but the afterthought left him to reminisce. He thanked StarClan for his now level-head and calm attitude. "If I would've stayed as I had while I was an apprentice, I would be dead..." He thought solemnly. The final rays of the sun brought him back to reality, he stood up and turned towards his clan knowing that he should return. He silently thanked StarClan for the temporary moments of peace as he padded through a bush towards the Windclan camp... towards home.
Family: Mother [Name unknown for now, leaving the spot open for anyone who wants it]
Mate: None
Code Word: Warrior Cats
