Post by (aurora) of the problematique on Aug 14, 2007 23:32:10 GMT -5
[My blessing] Saintcalling
[Born as a] Tom
29 moons
MoonClan
Warrior
[Here's what I resemble] click
With muscles hidden beneath white-blotched night that trot on paws of sable fog, here comes Saintcalling. His ears are small and pointed like the horns of a devil, how ironic for his name. Under whiskered brows glare light-green eyes that are slitted and calculating. He possesses a black nose and a triangle of white on his muzzle and face. Like an Twoleg, Saintcalling has a tuxedo of black that covers his body behind his two front white legs, but flecks of white hair sprinkle his coat. His long lanky tail never reaches the ground, unlike his small white paws. He is a medium-sized tom with a small head. No scars grace his beautiful frame.
[Here's how I act]
Saintcalling is an inquisitive tom, unafraid to go on any adventure. A very intelligent and kind (at times) tom, he will usually keep out of a conversation unless necessary. Philosophy renowned, he acts very aristocratically--very serene and apathetic towards others. He claims that life in general isn't supposed to be entertaining, but in spite of his icy and regal manner, Saintcalling cares for and protects those important to him. He is a cruel assassin to others. He is popular among the females of MoonClan; he likes lilies-of-the-valley, nighttime walks, and squirrel meat. He's critical of others, and has no qualms in showing his contempt for an idea he deems garbage.
[My folly, my success, my life]
Little is special about Saintcalling's early history as Saintkit and Saintpaw. Despite being offered the position as medicine cat apprentice, he was called to be a warrior, Saintcalling.
Saintcalling loved a ex-kittypet named Duchess, who was then still a kittypet; therefore, he broke the rules by accepting her into the MoonClan family as Regaltail. Shortly before her death (rumored to be caused by dissenting MoonClanners), Regaltail asked Saintcalling to find and adopt her biological sister, Lily, whom her Twolegs had given up as a kit. She also made him promise that he would not tell Lily about her real family, for Regaltail believed that by giving away Lily when she was younger, she was not worthy to be called Lily's sister.
One moon later, Lilypaw entered MoonClan after Saintcalling found her on a patrol and immediately adopted her into MoonClan. By adopting her, Saintcalling respected his mate's last wish, but had broken the rules of his Clan again. He later swore upon his parents' graves that he would never break the rules again, no matter what. As a result, he, though entirely apathetic on the surface, was actually deeply conflicted with the matter of MoonClan's rejection of the new Lilypaw: should he have intervened, it would require breaking the promise to his parents and the warrior code again, but should he have done nothing, he would fail to fulfill the promise he made to Regaltail to protect Lilypaw as his own sister.
Not unlike Regaltail's death, Lilypaw's death was said to be caused by rogues that had fled SerenityClan after a failed attack. Saintcalling was devastated, but he hoped to regain his life by secretly admiring Darkmagic. However, what he didn't know was that his best friend, Shadowprowler, loved Darkmagic as well. It was a time of confusion, for Darkmagic had mated with Shadowprowler and now they were in a major battle. Shadowprowler was slain, and Saintcalling took him back to camp wordlessly. To ease Darkmagic's sorrow, he revealed to her that he loved her.
His crush, Darkmagic, and his best friend, Shadowprowler
[And yet they whisper]
[/color] Poison Tears Crash Down[/left][/sub][Born as a] Tom
29 moons
MoonClan
Warrior
[Here's what I resemble] click
With muscles hidden beneath white-blotched night that trot on paws of sable fog, here comes Saintcalling. His ears are small and pointed like the horns of a devil, how ironic for his name. Under whiskered brows glare light-green eyes that are slitted and calculating. He possesses a black nose and a triangle of white on his muzzle and face. Like an Twoleg, Saintcalling has a tuxedo of black that covers his body behind his two front white legs, but flecks of white hair sprinkle his coat. His long lanky tail never reaches the ground, unlike his small white paws. He is a medium-sized tom with a small head. No scars grace his beautiful frame.
[Here's how I act]
Saintcalling is an inquisitive tom, unafraid to go on any adventure. A very intelligent and kind (at times) tom, he will usually keep out of a conversation unless necessary. Philosophy renowned, he acts very aristocratically--very serene and apathetic towards others. He claims that life in general isn't supposed to be entertaining, but in spite of his icy and regal manner, Saintcalling cares for and protects those important to him. He is a cruel assassin to others. He is popular among the females of MoonClan; he likes lilies-of-the-valley, nighttime walks, and squirrel meat. He's critical of others, and has no qualms in showing his contempt for an idea he deems garbage.
[My folly, my success, my life]
Little is special about Saintcalling's early history as Saintkit and Saintpaw. Despite being offered the position as medicine cat apprentice, he was called to be a warrior, Saintcalling.
Saintcalling loved a ex-kittypet named Duchess, who was then still a kittypet; therefore, he broke the rules by accepting her into the MoonClan family as Regaltail. Shortly before her death (rumored to be caused by dissenting MoonClanners), Regaltail asked Saintcalling to find and adopt her biological sister, Lily, whom her Twolegs had given up as a kit. She also made him promise that he would not tell Lily about her real family, for Regaltail believed that by giving away Lily when she was younger, she was not worthy to be called Lily's sister.
One moon later, Lilypaw entered MoonClan after Saintcalling found her on a patrol and immediately adopted her into MoonClan. By adopting her, Saintcalling respected his mate's last wish, but had broken the rules of his Clan again. He later swore upon his parents' graves that he would never break the rules again, no matter what. As a result, he, though entirely apathetic on the surface, was actually deeply conflicted with the matter of MoonClan's rejection of the new Lilypaw: should he have intervened, it would require breaking the promise to his parents and the warrior code again, but should he have done nothing, he would fail to fulfill the promise he made to Regaltail to protect Lilypaw as his own sister.
Not unlike Regaltail's death, Lilypaw's death was said to be caused by rogues that had fled SerenityClan after a failed attack. Saintcalling was devastated, but he hoped to regain his life by secretly admiring Darkmagic. However, what he didn't know was that his best friend, Shadowprowler, loved Darkmagic as well. It was a time of confusion, for Darkmagic had mated with Shadowprowler and now they were in a major battle. Shadowprowler was slain, and Saintcalling took him back to camp wordlessly. To ease Darkmagic's sorrow, he revealed to her that he loved her.
His crush, Darkmagic, and his best friend, Shadowprowler
[And yet they whisper]
