+: Alixa :+
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Post by +: Alixa :+ on Oct 30, 2009 16:24:05 GMT -6
Name: Flame burning Crimson
Gender: Tom
Age: 20 moons
Clan: Tribe of Rushing Water
Rank: Prey-Hunter
Description: Flame isn’t the biggest cat by any means, standing at 9 inches from the shoulder. He is a very sleek cat, with loads of lean and lanky muscle, with some bulky muscle in his limbs, shoulders, and haunches. His legs are limber and between medium and long in length. His paws are fairly large, but he’s surprisingly stealthy and quick with them. The claws his paws bare are long and sharp, making him an ideal hunter. His facial feature are as most cats, with everything in proportion, though his left eat is missing a few small bits from it. Not to mention the numerous scars beneath his short but thick fur from a few hawks and falcons he challenged himself with. His tail is 11 inches in length, and not too thin, but not by any means thick and stocky. His fur isn’t the most unique, being a ginger, or otherwise known as red tabby. He does have a white spot on his lower abdomen, which he considers to be a birth mark of his that is really the only thing that separates him from other ginger tabbies. Another feature of his is his hazel eyes that contain flecks of gold within them, giving his gaze a rather captivating and interesting touch.
Personality: Flame of Crimson, preferably called Flame, is a very cool, calm, and collected cat. He is level headed, so nothing other than his tribemates being abused or threatened, or his clan’s home is being invaded, could get a rise out of him. But when sometime does happen that causes him to react, you can be sure it will be a fierce and dangerous reaction that will be shown. He is usually rather peaceful and mellow, always eager to share tongues with his tribemates and go about his day carrying out the duties. But if one of his tribemates becomes threatened, or a rogue happens to invade and intrude on his clan’s territory, he becomes the fierce warrior that is he is and was trained to be. But this does not mean he loses the ability to be rational. If there is an intruder, he will first try and determine what their motives are. If they mean no harm, and are simply passing through, he and hopefully a couple other prey-hunters will simply escort the foreign cat out of the territory. And at this point, he might even be friendly and talk with the foreigner, and perhaps even provide some help if the need is for directions to somewhere. But if the intruder does have harmful intentions, Flame will not hesitate in chasing the threat out of the territory, and fight him/her off if that’s what it calls for. He has a very fierce nature when it comes to protecting his tribe and their land, and doesn’t take kindly to those with ill intentions. But within the tribe, he’s known to be a very friendly, fun, and caring cat. He wants only the best for his tribe, and does everything to the best of his abilities. He also has an especially tender place in his heart for kits, hoping to one day have a family of his own.
Summary A ginger tabby tom with gold-flecked hazel eyes and a white spot on his lower abdomen.
History: Flame was born in a litter of three, consisting of himself, his younger brother and younger sister. The tribe was very fond of all three of them, seeing as they were very energetic, but respectful to all the cats of the tribe. Flame would often follow the prey-hunters to the mouth of the large cavern and watch them leave, and wait for them to return, always curious as to what they would bring home. He always had a curiosity of what lay outside the cavern, but was never allowed to leave the cavern because of the danger of hawks and other birds of prey. His brother shared the same interest in the prey-hunters, but as they grew older, his younger brother became more inspired by the cave-guards. His sister was also drawn by the cave-guards. And after they were the appropriate age, his younger brother and sister became cave-guards, but he was the one that became a prey-hunter, living his dream. But one day, a few moons after they were named their duties, his brother and sister mysteriously vanished… Ever since, he’d been searching for them on the side of his usual duties. He still believes they’re still alive and out there somewhere, but he will continue to do his duties to his tribe, despite his missing siblings.
Roleplaying Sample: Not Needed
Family: Feather of Hawk’s Wing [mother, dead]; Fire burning Eternal [father, dead]; Eagle that Soars [brother, vanished]; Melody of the Willows [sister, vanished]
Mate: None
Code Word: Warrior Cats
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Post by CRYSTAL .?! on Oct 30, 2009 18:59:48 GMT -6
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