Post by FIREH!! on Jul 29, 2008 7:57:43 GMT -5
Name: Chickenscratch
Gender: Tom
Clan: Serenityclan
Rank: Warrior
Age: 50 moons
Personality:
Chickenscratch is a docile tom. He prefers peace over battles any day. Chickenscratch is known to be quiet and kind. Cats love to turn to him for advice. He is a born leader and knows to do what’s best, even if it means breaking the warrior code.
When he is around others, he likes to have fun as well. But when he’s alone, he is haunted by his past. But he is determined not to let anyone see that side of him though.
Description:
Looks;
So I guess you’re now trying to figure out why he’s named Chickenscratch. Well, he looks like a golden chicken. The tom’s fur is a rich golden colour, with flecks of black that look like the outline of feathers. He has giant black paws, that would be the chicken’s feet. The only difference, is his robin egg blue eyes.
Claws and Teeth;
Chickenscratch’s claws are like giant, hooked thorns. They are black, like his paws, and the are long and hooked. His fangs are as sharp as his claws, and they are long as well. If you look at his front teeth, they are considerably tiny. But his molars are sturdy and strong.
Build;
Chickenscratch is an average sized tom. His weight is distributed perfectly through his body. Chickenscratch is a ver fit tom, and he’s able to run for quite a while. When you look at him, you wouldn’t see a cat who is lean and strong. That’s because he looks like he hasn’t eaten in moons. But don’t let that fool you. Even though he prefers peace, he is always battle-ready.
Scars;
Because of his difficult past, Chickenscratch has many scars to his name. He has one in particular, that starts from the bridge of his nose, passes over his right eye, and travels down his neck. It ends at his shoulder. He got that wound trying to save his mate from the evil cat, Silhouette.
History:
Kithood;
Our tale starts in the forest of Darkness. This is where the Clans of the Darkness reside. A young kit, by the name of Chickenkit was born to Redclaw and Feathertale. Redclaw used to be a farm cat, and he remembered a chicken that was the colour of the evening sun. So the two named him Chickenkit. He had three other siblings, Dustkit, Thornkit, and Thistlekit. Thornkit was a male, and thistlekit and Dustkit were both females. The parents couldn’t be happier. The kits were healthy throughout their entire kithoods, and they were extremely close. The four wouldn’t go off without eachother.
Apprenticeship;
Naturally, when they were apprentices, they couldn’t be happier. Chickenpaw received Goldenfeather as his mentor. She was a kind old she-cat, who was going to retire soon. He grew super-close to the she-cat. His siblings also received excellent mentors. Thornpaw received Darkstar as his mentor, Thistlepaw received Mouseleg, and Dustpaw got Rockpelt. They were all trained excellently.
While they grew, the four still stayed extremely close. But they each received their own personalities. Chickenpaw was the quiet, sensitive one, Thornpaw was the outgoing, crazy one, Thistlepaw was the loud obnoxious one, and Dustpaw was the shy, insecure one. The four fit eachother perfectly. Thornpaw would make Dustpaw relax and have fun, and Chickenpaw kept Thistlepaw grounded. The four always trained together.
A few days before their ceremony, a battle broke out between Whisperclan and Hiddenclan. Though the four fought bravely, Whisperclan was greatly outnumbered, and they lost many warriors. Miraculously, the four came out alive, as did their parents. But, Chickenpaw soon found out that one cat didn’t. Goldenfeather, his mentor, was killed in the battle. He was so sad. She was like his grandmother, and he loved her.
Warriorhood;
Soon after the battle, Chickenpaw received his name. Though he was sad about the death of his mentor, he could feel her spirit beside him as he received his name. As the four of them vowed to protect the warrior code, they all received their names. Chickenpaw received Chickenscratch, Thistlepaw got Thistlefeather, Dustpaw became Dustclaw, and Thornpaw received Thornpelt. The four of them stood guard with eachother, and were happy to do it.
A few moons later, when Chickenscratch was only fourteen moons old, he met a she-cat in his clan named Sparrowfeather. She always seemed sad, so Chickenscratch quickly befriended her and she cheered up around him. Naturally, he introduced her to his siblings, and the usual teasing broke out. Oh, Chicken’s got himself a girlfriend!! That would be Thistlefeather. But he didn’t mind, because Thistlefeather was right. He did love her, and he soon told her. She replied the same, and they couldn’t be happier.
When Chickenscratch was twenty moons, Sparrowfeather gave birth to two toms. They named them Sparkkit and Coalkit. The two instantly bonded, and reminded Chickenscratch of him and his siblings.
When the two kits were apprentice, Darkstar gave Sparkkit to Chickenscratch to mentor, and Coalkit went to Dustclaw. The pair trained their apprentices together, and Thistlefeather and Thornpelt usually tagged along. So when the two apprentices were ready for their warrior names, the four were very happy. Coalpaw received the name of Coalspice, and Sparkpaw became Sparkprism.
Soon after that, tragedy struck. Sparrowfeather and Sparkprism disappeared, along with many other Whisperclan warriors. Chickenscratch, Coalspice, Thistlefeather, Dustclaw and Thornpelt looked everywhere, but none of them could find the two. Chickencratch was really sad. But he knew he needed to find them. And that day came too soon.
Silhouette, the Chaosfire of the Forest of Darkness, had created her own clan, Secretclan, to get her revenge on the clans. She had stolen many cats from the clans, enough to create her own clans, and launched an attack on the five clans. She had many rogues on her side, along with her deputy, Revenge, who would do anything she asked. The five clans were greatly outnumbered, and they soon lost the battle. Chickenscratch had attacked Silhouette, and she slashed his face and left him an ugly scar he would never forget. When the battle was over, and there were practically no living clan cats left, Chickenscratch looked around. Amazingly, his siblings and Coalspice had made it through. But his eyes found his mate and other son. They were badly hurt, and he didn't know if they would live. One medicine cat had lived throughout the battle. It was Fireclaw, of Oceanclan. He helped the two recover. Sparrowfeather made a great recovery, but Sparkprism was still barely hanging onto life. But soon, Sparkprism was chosen to join Starclan. It made the parents sad, and they knew they needed to protect Coalspice and Chickencratch's family.
There was nothing left of the clans. The cats who had made it through the battle didn’t have enough in each clan to make the clan system work. Chickenscratch knew he had to lead his family away from the forest. So, with his parents, only son, and three siblings, they made the trek.
Entering the Black River Forest;
Chickenscratch was only thirty moons when they reached the Black River Forest. He could smell cats, and knew this was where they needed to be. He found a clan, and asked to join them. The clan could tell they were in poor shape, but Chickenscratch insisted that if they had a few days to rest, they would be fit again. The clan accepted them, and they moved in. The clan, Chickenscratch soon found out, was Serenityclan. The leader, Jasminestar, was a kind cat.
Ten moons later, Chickenscratch and his family fit in so well that no cat could think they didn’t belong in Serenityclan. They all had friends, but they were still close. Chickenscratch knew where they needed to be. And it was here.
He was happy. But when he was alone, the battle still haunted his mind. He could never get the image of his son lying dead out of his head. But his siblings would always know when he was feeling down, and they would make him feel better.
Relationships:
Redclaw – Father
Feathertale – Mother
Dustclaw, Thistlefeather – Sisters
Thornpelt – Brother
Coalspice – Son
Sparkprism – Son (deceased)
Sparrowfeather – Mate
Goldenfeather – Former Mentor (deceased)
In Character:
There was a storm raging overhead as the cats below fought for their lives. It was five clans against the massive clan of Secretclan. Chickenscratch looked around. He knew they would lose. But he had to get his revenge on Silhouette for stealing his mate and son. He looked around. The evil cat was slashing at his leader, Darkstar. Silhouette! He howled, lunging at her. He carried her off her paws and off his leader. He had he pinned down. One slash to the neck and it would all be over. But he took too long. The she-cat threw him off and slashed a claw down his face and neck. Something to remember me by. She hissed in his ear before throwing him across the clearing. He hit the ground with a thud and blacked out.
When he woke up, it was all over. The battle had ended, and all around him were lifeless bodies. He heard a squeal of delight and felt a tongue against his head. He lifted his head and saw his family standing around him. He struggled to his paws and Dustclaw pressed against him. I thought we had lost you! She cried, before licking his ears again. He grinned weakly. It’ll take more than that to kill me. He told her. Where’s Sparrowfeather and Sparkprism? He asked. Instantly, all the noises stopped. Everyone was staring at him like they were surprised he didn’t know. What? He asked. Then he stopped. No… He murmured. When his eyes scanned the clearing, he saw it. Sparrowfeather’s body was draped over Sparkprism’s, like she was protecting him. But he had died anyway. He let out a cry of anguish. But as he scrambled over, Sparrowfeather's head lifted. She looked at him. I tried... She whispered. Chickenscratch touched his nose to her ear. As he did, Sparkprism gasped and blinked. I'm.... Here... But Chickenscratch could tell Sparkprism wasn't going to live long.
The one living medicine cat, Fireclaw, tried to save the young tom's life, but he died anyway. He cured Sparrowfeather, and helped them bury Sparkprism. But they were all still sad.
We need to leave. Chickenscratch announced. The others stared at him. There’s nothing left. We need to find another place to live. Silently, the others agreed with him. They needed a new home. So the seven of them set off to a new place. None of them would have ever guessed they would meet the cats of the Black River Forest.
Other:
None
Codewords:
Painting Portraits Of Ghosts.
Gender: Tom
Clan: Serenityclan
Rank: Warrior
Age: 50 moons
Personality:
Chickenscratch is a docile tom. He prefers peace over battles any day. Chickenscratch is known to be quiet and kind. Cats love to turn to him for advice. He is a born leader and knows to do what’s best, even if it means breaking the warrior code.
When he is around others, he likes to have fun as well. But when he’s alone, he is haunted by his past. But he is determined not to let anyone see that side of him though.
Description:
Looks;
So I guess you’re now trying to figure out why he’s named Chickenscratch. Well, he looks like a golden chicken. The tom’s fur is a rich golden colour, with flecks of black that look like the outline of feathers. He has giant black paws, that would be the chicken’s feet. The only difference, is his robin egg blue eyes.
Claws and Teeth;
Chickenscratch’s claws are like giant, hooked thorns. They are black, like his paws, and the are long and hooked. His fangs are as sharp as his claws, and they are long as well. If you look at his front teeth, they are considerably tiny. But his molars are sturdy and strong.
Build;
Chickenscratch is an average sized tom. His weight is distributed perfectly through his body. Chickenscratch is a ver fit tom, and he’s able to run for quite a while. When you look at him, you wouldn’t see a cat who is lean and strong. That’s because he looks like he hasn’t eaten in moons. But don’t let that fool you. Even though he prefers peace, he is always battle-ready.
Scars;
Because of his difficult past, Chickenscratch has many scars to his name. He has one in particular, that starts from the bridge of his nose, passes over his right eye, and travels down his neck. It ends at his shoulder. He got that wound trying to save his mate from the evil cat, Silhouette.
History:
Kithood;
Our tale starts in the forest of Darkness. This is where the Clans of the Darkness reside. A young kit, by the name of Chickenkit was born to Redclaw and Feathertale. Redclaw used to be a farm cat, and he remembered a chicken that was the colour of the evening sun. So the two named him Chickenkit. He had three other siblings, Dustkit, Thornkit, and Thistlekit. Thornkit was a male, and thistlekit and Dustkit were both females. The parents couldn’t be happier. The kits were healthy throughout their entire kithoods, and they were extremely close. The four wouldn’t go off without eachother.
Apprenticeship;
Naturally, when they were apprentices, they couldn’t be happier. Chickenpaw received Goldenfeather as his mentor. She was a kind old she-cat, who was going to retire soon. He grew super-close to the she-cat. His siblings also received excellent mentors. Thornpaw received Darkstar as his mentor, Thistlepaw received Mouseleg, and Dustpaw got Rockpelt. They were all trained excellently.
While they grew, the four still stayed extremely close. But they each received their own personalities. Chickenpaw was the quiet, sensitive one, Thornpaw was the outgoing, crazy one, Thistlepaw was the loud obnoxious one, and Dustpaw was the shy, insecure one. The four fit eachother perfectly. Thornpaw would make Dustpaw relax and have fun, and Chickenpaw kept Thistlepaw grounded. The four always trained together.
A few days before their ceremony, a battle broke out between Whisperclan and Hiddenclan. Though the four fought bravely, Whisperclan was greatly outnumbered, and they lost many warriors. Miraculously, the four came out alive, as did their parents. But, Chickenpaw soon found out that one cat didn’t. Goldenfeather, his mentor, was killed in the battle. He was so sad. She was like his grandmother, and he loved her.
Warriorhood;
Soon after the battle, Chickenpaw received his name. Though he was sad about the death of his mentor, he could feel her spirit beside him as he received his name. As the four of them vowed to protect the warrior code, they all received their names. Chickenpaw received Chickenscratch, Thistlepaw got Thistlefeather, Dustpaw became Dustclaw, and Thornpaw received Thornpelt. The four of them stood guard with eachother, and were happy to do it.
A few moons later, when Chickenscratch was only fourteen moons old, he met a she-cat in his clan named Sparrowfeather. She always seemed sad, so Chickenscratch quickly befriended her and she cheered up around him. Naturally, he introduced her to his siblings, and the usual teasing broke out. Oh, Chicken’s got himself a girlfriend!! That would be Thistlefeather. But he didn’t mind, because Thistlefeather was right. He did love her, and he soon told her. She replied the same, and they couldn’t be happier.
When Chickenscratch was twenty moons, Sparrowfeather gave birth to two toms. They named them Sparkkit and Coalkit. The two instantly bonded, and reminded Chickenscratch of him and his siblings.
When the two kits were apprentice, Darkstar gave Sparkkit to Chickenscratch to mentor, and Coalkit went to Dustclaw. The pair trained their apprentices together, and Thistlefeather and Thornpelt usually tagged along. So when the two apprentices were ready for their warrior names, the four were very happy. Coalpaw received the name of Coalspice, and Sparkpaw became Sparkprism.
Soon after that, tragedy struck. Sparrowfeather and Sparkprism disappeared, along with many other Whisperclan warriors. Chickenscratch, Coalspice, Thistlefeather, Dustclaw and Thornpelt looked everywhere, but none of them could find the two. Chickencratch was really sad. But he knew he needed to find them. And that day came too soon.
Silhouette, the Chaosfire of the Forest of Darkness, had created her own clan, Secretclan, to get her revenge on the clans. She had stolen many cats from the clans, enough to create her own clans, and launched an attack on the five clans. She had many rogues on her side, along with her deputy, Revenge, who would do anything she asked. The five clans were greatly outnumbered, and they soon lost the battle. Chickenscratch had attacked Silhouette, and she slashed his face and left him an ugly scar he would never forget. When the battle was over, and there were practically no living clan cats left, Chickenscratch looked around. Amazingly, his siblings and Coalspice had made it through. But his eyes found his mate and other son. They were badly hurt, and he didn't know if they would live. One medicine cat had lived throughout the battle. It was Fireclaw, of Oceanclan. He helped the two recover. Sparrowfeather made a great recovery, but Sparkprism was still barely hanging onto life. But soon, Sparkprism was chosen to join Starclan. It made the parents sad, and they knew they needed to protect Coalspice and Chickencratch's family.
There was nothing left of the clans. The cats who had made it through the battle didn’t have enough in each clan to make the clan system work. Chickenscratch knew he had to lead his family away from the forest. So, with his parents, only son, and three siblings, they made the trek.
Entering the Black River Forest;
Chickenscratch was only thirty moons when they reached the Black River Forest. He could smell cats, and knew this was where they needed to be. He found a clan, and asked to join them. The clan could tell they were in poor shape, but Chickenscratch insisted that if they had a few days to rest, they would be fit again. The clan accepted them, and they moved in. The clan, Chickenscratch soon found out, was Serenityclan. The leader, Jasminestar, was a kind cat.
Ten moons later, Chickenscratch and his family fit in so well that no cat could think they didn’t belong in Serenityclan. They all had friends, but they were still close. Chickenscratch knew where they needed to be. And it was here.
He was happy. But when he was alone, the battle still haunted his mind. He could never get the image of his son lying dead out of his head. But his siblings would always know when he was feeling down, and they would make him feel better.
Relationships:
Redclaw – Father
Feathertale – Mother
Dustclaw, Thistlefeather – Sisters
Thornpelt – Brother
Coalspice – Son
Sparkprism – Son (deceased)
Sparrowfeather – Mate
Goldenfeather – Former Mentor (deceased)
In Character:
There was a storm raging overhead as the cats below fought for their lives. It was five clans against the massive clan of Secretclan. Chickenscratch looked around. He knew they would lose. But he had to get his revenge on Silhouette for stealing his mate and son. He looked around. The evil cat was slashing at his leader, Darkstar. Silhouette! He howled, lunging at her. He carried her off her paws and off his leader. He had he pinned down. One slash to the neck and it would all be over. But he took too long. The she-cat threw him off and slashed a claw down his face and neck. Something to remember me by. She hissed in his ear before throwing him across the clearing. He hit the ground with a thud and blacked out.
When he woke up, it was all over. The battle had ended, and all around him were lifeless bodies. He heard a squeal of delight and felt a tongue against his head. He lifted his head and saw his family standing around him. He struggled to his paws and Dustclaw pressed against him. I thought we had lost you! She cried, before licking his ears again. He grinned weakly. It’ll take more than that to kill me. He told her. Where’s Sparrowfeather and Sparkprism? He asked. Instantly, all the noises stopped. Everyone was staring at him like they were surprised he didn’t know. What? He asked. Then he stopped. No… He murmured. When his eyes scanned the clearing, he saw it. Sparrowfeather’s body was draped over Sparkprism’s, like she was protecting him. But he had died anyway. He let out a cry of anguish. But as he scrambled over, Sparrowfeather's head lifted. She looked at him. I tried... She whispered. Chickenscratch touched his nose to her ear. As he did, Sparkprism gasped and blinked. I'm.... Here... But Chickenscratch could tell Sparkprism wasn't going to live long.
The one living medicine cat, Fireclaw, tried to save the young tom's life, but he died anyway. He cured Sparrowfeather, and helped them bury Sparkprism. But they were all still sad.
We need to leave. Chickenscratch announced. The others stared at him. There’s nothing left. We need to find another place to live. Silently, the others agreed with him. They needed a new home. So the seven of them set off to a new place. None of them would have ever guessed they would meet the cats of the Black River Forest.
Other:
None
Codewords:
Painting Portraits Of Ghosts.
