Post by idk my bff brindle on Mar 22, 2008 15:51:00 GMT -5
Name: Augustpaw
Gender: Tom
Age: 9 Moons
Clan: EclipseClan
Rank: Apprentice
Looks:
[Head]
Augustpaw's head is extremely round and flat, with wide cheekbones and round and flat (redundant much?) ears that have a wide tipe instead of a sharp one. His eyes are a pale olive green that can appear as yellow, and the patch of fur ontop of his nose is a deep brown. He has strangely long whiskers. The fatness of his head is exaggerated by a scruffy neck.
[Body]
Augustpaw is a bushy-furred tabby, and his colouring is pretty much the same all over. His coat has a base of a solid, dusky grey that can look like anything from light grey to deep brown in varying types of light. His pelt is covered in thick black stripes, and he even has a tabby V on his forehead. Augustpaw is quite big. Not musucular big, but fat big. He's larger then most of the other apprentices and some warriors.
Actions:
Augustpaw is what could be described in three simple words: Bumbling, cheerful and clumsy. He bumps into everything he sees, trips over every root in the forest at least once per day and steps on a grouchy cat's tail. Despite all of the things he does to aggravate everyone, he's a very likely cat. He's friendly with everyone and they return the favour. It's impossible to dislike him. Augustpaw goes through life with the mentality that it's not always possible to take the easy route, so one should take it whenever the oppurtunity arrives. He's simple, plain as that. He enjoys life's simple pleasures such as eating and sleeping, and he's useful in a fight because of his size. While he's not if she-cats see him as male, he's always there to listen to people's problems and try to help them out. Hate is a foreign word to him.
Past:
[Before Birth]
His father went by the name of Beetleclaw, and was a strong enough warrior. He was respected by the Clan, but he was nothing special. He was average. But Beetleclaw had always lived in the shadow of his older brother Stubbytail, who had lost his tail in a heroic fight with a mongoose. At least, that's what Stubbytail had said. Anyways. Beetleclaw fell in love with a she-cat by the name of Tideheart. But she, sadly enough, was already queen, though she refused to name the father of her unborn kits. Stubbytail, being the cunning mastermind he was, came up with a plan for Beetleclaw, whispered in Beetleclaw's ear. Finally, Beetleclaw went up to Tideheart and said "Your mate- yes, I know about him, he's dead."
Tideheart was astonished, "Tigerfell! Dead!?"
Tigerfell, at this point, was a warrior in another Clan. Now, Beetleclaw was supposed to say, "Mate with me and I'll never tell a soul,"
But he didn't. He loved her to much. So he told her the truth, how he loved her and how his brother had tried to help him get her. But he couldn't.
Tideheart forgave him, but she wouldn't talk to him after that. Beetleclaw lived a life of solitude until one day, his brother, who had turned into a smelly and grizzly old tom cat who could be suave on the outside but was really an atrocious thing on the inside, came up to him.
"Beetleclaw, come with me" Stubbytail had mewed, and he led Beetleclaw to an old clearing. A brown and white tom lay there, bleeding.
Tigerfell.
Stubbytail grinned maliciously, "You can kill him now. Kill him like I killed her."
"No..." Breathed Beetleclaw, horrified, and, in one quick movement, turned and slashed his brother through the neck.
"Stubbytail! No! I didn't mean-"
Stubbytail's face was a mask of horror as he died, victim of that tragic accident, "Hahaha, Beetleclaw. It's all your fault. Haha"
Mad.
Beetleclaw rescued Tigerfell, who was of CloudClan. Tigerfell looked at Stubbytail, disgusted. He didn't say anything.
Moons later, Beetleclaw mentored a she-cat called Turtlepaw. They fell in love, and when she was a warrior (Turtlestrike) they had two kits by the name of Libertykit and Augustkit.
[Kithood]
When Augustkit and his brother were nay but two moons old, Turtlestrike caught greencough. Their father, in his desperation to be with her at all the time, caught it as well. They died in each other's embrace, a sweet touch to end a sad story.
Augustkit and Libertykit drifted apart. Libertykit was more interested in play-fighting, in agility training, in exercising his wit. Augustkit liked to sit around and eat more, and when they play-fighted, he would end up sitting on them to win. He was as big as a warrior at six moons.
[Apprenticeship]
That's now, silly.
Augustpaw's most amazing feat so far is when he caught an adder. He was hunting on some rocks when one shot out to strike him. Being completely oblivious to everything, he turned around and stepped on it's neck, crushing it in two.
In Character:
Augustpaw lay in the den, his head full of dreams which involved him eating mice, eating rabbits, eating voles, hunting and eating more squirrels. That was the nice thing about life, he always told himself, you got to eat. Not that he overate. At least, that's what Augustpaw told himself. Now, as he woke up with a sigh and a mumble, he reflected on what he was going to do today. He wasn't going to eat, that was certain. He still had yesterday's stomacheache. The grey tabby pulled himself to his feet and hastily began to lick his chest, flattening and cleaning the fur that had become dirtied while he slept. Thankfully there wasn't much dirt, but there were many particles of leaf, seeing as leaf-fall had them all sleeping on dried leaves. Pah. He pulled himself outside and nearly recoiled as sunlight hit his eyes. Grumbling in discontentment, Augustpaw wandered to the medicine cat's den in herbs for his stomacheache.
Relationships/Kin:
Brother;; Libertypaw
Other: I was hoping someone could maybe make his brother Libertypaw?
Codewords:
They're made of Poison
They are foreign to me; they are Tears
I see the world it will Crash
I hope I'll be gone before it goes Down
Gender: Tom
Age: 9 Moons
Clan: EclipseClan
Rank: Apprentice
Looks:
[Head]
Augustpaw's head is extremely round and flat, with wide cheekbones and round and flat (redundant much?) ears that have a wide tipe instead of a sharp one. His eyes are a pale olive green that can appear as yellow, and the patch of fur ontop of his nose is a deep brown. He has strangely long whiskers. The fatness of his head is exaggerated by a scruffy neck.
[Body]
Augustpaw is a bushy-furred tabby, and his colouring is pretty much the same all over. His coat has a base of a solid, dusky grey that can look like anything from light grey to deep brown in varying types of light. His pelt is covered in thick black stripes, and he even has a tabby V on his forehead. Augustpaw is quite big. Not musucular big, but fat big. He's larger then most of the other apprentices and some warriors.
Actions:
Augustpaw is what could be described in three simple words: Bumbling, cheerful and clumsy. He bumps into everything he sees, trips over every root in the forest at least once per day and steps on a grouchy cat's tail. Despite all of the things he does to aggravate everyone, he's a very likely cat. He's friendly with everyone and they return the favour. It's impossible to dislike him. Augustpaw goes through life with the mentality that it's not always possible to take the easy route, so one should take it whenever the oppurtunity arrives. He's simple, plain as that. He enjoys life's simple pleasures such as eating and sleeping, and he's useful in a fight because of his size. While he's not if she-cats see him as male, he's always there to listen to people's problems and try to help them out. Hate is a foreign word to him.
Past:
[Before Birth]
His father went by the name of Beetleclaw, and was a strong enough warrior. He was respected by the Clan, but he was nothing special. He was average. But Beetleclaw had always lived in the shadow of his older brother Stubbytail, who had lost his tail in a heroic fight with a mongoose. At least, that's what Stubbytail had said. Anyways. Beetleclaw fell in love with a she-cat by the name of Tideheart. But she, sadly enough, was already queen, though she refused to name the father of her unborn kits. Stubbytail, being the cunning mastermind he was, came up with a plan for Beetleclaw, whispered in Beetleclaw's ear. Finally, Beetleclaw went up to Tideheart and said "Your mate- yes, I know about him, he's dead."
Tideheart was astonished, "Tigerfell! Dead!?"
Tigerfell, at this point, was a warrior in another Clan. Now, Beetleclaw was supposed to say, "Mate with me and I'll never tell a soul,"
But he didn't. He loved her to much. So he told her the truth, how he loved her and how his brother had tried to help him get her. But he couldn't.
Tideheart forgave him, but she wouldn't talk to him after that. Beetleclaw lived a life of solitude until one day, his brother, who had turned into a smelly and grizzly old tom cat who could be suave on the outside but was really an atrocious thing on the inside, came up to him.
"Beetleclaw, come with me" Stubbytail had mewed, and he led Beetleclaw to an old clearing. A brown and white tom lay there, bleeding.
Tigerfell.
Stubbytail grinned maliciously, "You can kill him now. Kill him like I killed her."
"No..." Breathed Beetleclaw, horrified, and, in one quick movement, turned and slashed his brother through the neck.
"Stubbytail! No! I didn't mean-"
Stubbytail's face was a mask of horror as he died, victim of that tragic accident, "Hahaha, Beetleclaw. It's all your fault. Haha"
Mad.
Beetleclaw rescued Tigerfell, who was of CloudClan. Tigerfell looked at Stubbytail, disgusted. He didn't say anything.
Moons later, Beetleclaw mentored a she-cat called Turtlepaw. They fell in love, and when she was a warrior (Turtlestrike) they had two kits by the name of Libertykit and Augustkit.
[Kithood]
When Augustkit and his brother were nay but two moons old, Turtlestrike caught greencough. Their father, in his desperation to be with her at all the time, caught it as well. They died in each other's embrace, a sweet touch to end a sad story.
Augustkit and Libertykit drifted apart. Libertykit was more interested in play-fighting, in agility training, in exercising his wit. Augustkit liked to sit around and eat more, and when they play-fighted, he would end up sitting on them to win. He was as big as a warrior at six moons.
[Apprenticeship]
That's now, silly.
Augustpaw's most amazing feat so far is when he caught an adder. He was hunting on some rocks when one shot out to strike him. Being completely oblivious to everything, he turned around and stepped on it's neck, crushing it in two.
In Character:
Augustpaw lay in the den, his head full of dreams which involved him eating mice, eating rabbits, eating voles, hunting and eating more squirrels. That was the nice thing about life, he always told himself, you got to eat. Not that he overate. At least, that's what Augustpaw told himself. Now, as he woke up with a sigh and a mumble, he reflected on what he was going to do today. He wasn't going to eat, that was certain. He still had yesterday's stomacheache. The grey tabby pulled himself to his feet and hastily began to lick his chest, flattening and cleaning the fur that had become dirtied while he slept. Thankfully there wasn't much dirt, but there were many particles of leaf, seeing as leaf-fall had them all sleeping on dried leaves. Pah. He pulled himself outside and nearly recoiled as sunlight hit his eyes. Grumbling in discontentment, Augustpaw wandered to the medicine cat's den in herbs for his stomacheache.
Relationships/Kin:
Brother;; Libertypaw
Other: I was hoping someone could maybe make his brother Libertypaw?
Codewords:
They're made of Poison
They are foreign to me; they are Tears
I see the world it will Crash
I hope I'll be gone before it goes Down
