Post by razor on Feb 8, 2007 11:41:42 GMT -5
[take a peak]
Name: Sharktooth.
Gender: Tom.
Age: Thirty-one moons. [31]
Clan: MoonClan.
Rank: Warrior.
Description: Sharktooth when he was he was first born was built for power, he was the strong boned one, the one that wasn't as fragile as he should have been. With broad shoulders, a whip like tail and sharp alert ears he takes on quite a dangerous look. Indeed he is quite dangerous, with a mouth full of pearly white fangs and four paws worth of razor sharp claws he could do some damage. His fur itself is a blended mix of two colors; smoky gray and brown. The brown itself can only be seen tinging his under belly and curing around his front and back legs. The rest of it is a /ocean/ of dark gray. Though there isn't much of the brown, the way it blends and melts in with the rest of his fur it appears to be almost every where in the right light. It’s quite confusing really to the eye, as it can appear as both gray and brown. Two rounded circlets of cold forest green take n the hue of his eyes and a simple black for his pupils. His eyes will often be seen as hard and emotionless as he often hides his emotion. Those who say eyes are the windows into the soul won’t get anything thing but a claw mark from Sharktooth.
Persona: To put it simple, Sharktooth isn't exactly a tom who lives off making people happy. He is not a goodie two shoes or a soft little sweet heart. He was once.. for a short period in his kit hood though that to him is behind. The only niceness he will ever show is to those in his Clan and often one or two from other Clans. This itself though isn't much of a plus point, even at Gatherings he'll barely twitch a whisker at any other cat but MoonClanners. It’s not really his fault its just the way he was brought up. Sharktooth is a dark cat though not exactly evil, he would be evil if he hated every one but as it was already said; he doesn't. He may appear evil to cats from other Clans but that’s just really there opinion. He is a stubborn and cold cat that won’t be told what to do by any one unless it’s Firestar. Sharktooth can have fairly vicious mood swings from time to time; he'll turn snappy and easily narked, this also with a short fuse to match.
History: Warmheart and Summerbreeze, the names them selves seem to give up a gentle aura of pleasantness. Though, indeed the names just seemed wrong for the two cats that held them. The she-cat, Summerbreeze was more of a Frostbite and the tom; Warmheart was more of a Coldmind. The two of them where equally cold bitter cats who certainly didn't like being messed with. They where MoonClanners, pure blooded both of them and had met one day while on patrol. It had taken both cats about a moon to actually fall in love; they had both being denying the warm falling alltogether each time it struck them. Summerbreeze got pregnant soon after the two became mates and gave birth too two simple kits. Sharkkit and Shrewkit. Shrewkit had always been the weaker kit, the runt and Sharkkit had been basically the largest and toughing looking kitten in the whole Clan at the time. Summerbreeze and Warmheart had loved them both though, despite the differences. Though Sharkkit looked like a killing machine he actually was quite a lovely cat, he was gentle and soft and as playful as any other kit. Shrewkit despite his small side had always been more closed off and quiet. There came a night when the Family had been sleeping that a certain member disappeared. Shrewkit went missing. Sharkkit had been torn up with worry, wondering where his beloved brother was. It turned out about a week afterwards that a EclipseClan traitor had stolen the kit in its sleep and killed it in cold blood for revenge of Warmheart. Shrewkits body was found in Demon's Pit, impaled upon the rocks with a stab wound in its neck. Some say that was the day Sharkkit cracked, the day that he lost all sense of softness in him. Days slipped by and Sharkkit began to train himself, viciously attacking tree's each night until he could barely move with tiredness. He soon became and Apprentice, after that.. rather close after that a Warrior. Even as a Warrior he didn't stop his self training, this time often in the wars upon the bodies of other cats than anything else.
Relationships/Kin:
Shrewkit. [brother]
Warmheart. [father]
Summerbreeze. [mother]
Mate/Crush: None.
Codewords: Poison Tears Crash Down..
Name: Sharktooth.
Gender: Tom.
Age: Thirty-one moons. [31]
Clan: MoonClan.
Rank: Warrior.
Description: Sharktooth when he was he was first born was built for power, he was the strong boned one, the one that wasn't as fragile as he should have been. With broad shoulders, a whip like tail and sharp alert ears he takes on quite a dangerous look. Indeed he is quite dangerous, with a mouth full of pearly white fangs and four paws worth of razor sharp claws he could do some damage. His fur itself is a blended mix of two colors; smoky gray and brown. The brown itself can only be seen tinging his under belly and curing around his front and back legs. The rest of it is a /ocean/ of dark gray. Though there isn't much of the brown, the way it blends and melts in with the rest of his fur it appears to be almost every where in the right light. It’s quite confusing really to the eye, as it can appear as both gray and brown. Two rounded circlets of cold forest green take n the hue of his eyes and a simple black for his pupils. His eyes will often be seen as hard and emotionless as he often hides his emotion. Those who say eyes are the windows into the soul won’t get anything thing but a claw mark from Sharktooth.
Persona: To put it simple, Sharktooth isn't exactly a tom who lives off making people happy. He is not a goodie two shoes or a soft little sweet heart. He was once.. for a short period in his kit hood though that to him is behind. The only niceness he will ever show is to those in his Clan and often one or two from other Clans. This itself though isn't much of a plus point, even at Gatherings he'll barely twitch a whisker at any other cat but MoonClanners. It’s not really his fault its just the way he was brought up. Sharktooth is a dark cat though not exactly evil, he would be evil if he hated every one but as it was already said; he doesn't. He may appear evil to cats from other Clans but that’s just really there opinion. He is a stubborn and cold cat that won’t be told what to do by any one unless it’s Firestar. Sharktooth can have fairly vicious mood swings from time to time; he'll turn snappy and easily narked, this also with a short fuse to match.
History: Warmheart and Summerbreeze, the names them selves seem to give up a gentle aura of pleasantness. Though, indeed the names just seemed wrong for the two cats that held them. The she-cat, Summerbreeze was more of a Frostbite and the tom; Warmheart was more of a Coldmind. The two of them where equally cold bitter cats who certainly didn't like being messed with. They where MoonClanners, pure blooded both of them and had met one day while on patrol. It had taken both cats about a moon to actually fall in love; they had both being denying the warm falling alltogether each time it struck them. Summerbreeze got pregnant soon after the two became mates and gave birth too two simple kits. Sharkkit and Shrewkit. Shrewkit had always been the weaker kit, the runt and Sharkkit had been basically the largest and toughing looking kitten in the whole Clan at the time. Summerbreeze and Warmheart had loved them both though, despite the differences. Though Sharkkit looked like a killing machine he actually was quite a lovely cat, he was gentle and soft and as playful as any other kit. Shrewkit despite his small side had always been more closed off and quiet. There came a night when the Family had been sleeping that a certain member disappeared. Shrewkit went missing. Sharkkit had been torn up with worry, wondering where his beloved brother was. It turned out about a week afterwards that a EclipseClan traitor had stolen the kit in its sleep and killed it in cold blood for revenge of Warmheart. Shrewkits body was found in Demon's Pit, impaled upon the rocks with a stab wound in its neck. Some say that was the day Sharkkit cracked, the day that he lost all sense of softness in him. Days slipped by and Sharkkit began to train himself, viciously attacking tree's each night until he could barely move with tiredness. He soon became and Apprentice, after that.. rather close after that a Warrior. Even as a Warrior he didn't stop his self training, this time often in the wars upon the bodies of other cats than anything else.
Relationships/Kin:
Shrewkit. [brother]
Warmheart. [father]
Summerbreeze. [mother]
Mate/Crush: None.
Codewords: Poison Tears Crash Down..