Post by Blackie™ ` VAMPIRE on Aug 26, 2009 19:34:42 GMT -8
Name: Shadowkit -> Shadowpaw ->[/s] Shadow
Gender: Tom
Moons: 28
Rank: Loner
Clan/Land: Other
Description:
History // Past:
Code Word: Twisted Warriors
Biography Completion: Yes
Gender: Tom
Moons: 28
Rank: Loner
Clan/Land: Other
Description:
A black and white pelt will give away Shadow's presence, most would think. However, you would be surprised. Shadow's eyes are almost grey, yet have a hint of blue mixed in. Around the pupils, you will find darker flecks circling them. His nose is black, much like is tail. He has one black paw, and that would be his right hind paw. All the rest are white. He has a visible scar in his left ear, in the shape of a V, much like his sister's, only bigger. Shadow is a medium-sized tom, bigger than most WindClan warriors.Picture: www.pevans.me.uk/images/buttonsmono070714.jpg
History // Past:
Unlike his sister's, Shadow's past is one of tragedy, loss, and goodbyes.Personality:
Kithood;; Shadow was the firstborn in the litter of two. He received his name because of the black spots on his pelt, making it appear he had shadow's dancing on a white coat. Growing up in the Nursery wasn't too terribly bad. With his sister by his side, Shadow was often getting into mischief, and always ran a muck, while his sister sat in the Medicine Cat's den, learning herbs. Wandering out of the camp countless times, Shadow's curiosity always got the best of him. He had to be outdoors, where he could smell every scent, see every sight, and feel everything he could touch.
Apprenticeship;; At six moons, Shadow and Night received their Apprentice names. Finally, he was allowed to leave camp without getting into too much trouble. Both receiving Warriors as their mentors, Shadow and Night trained together often. Training with them was a she-cat named Blossompaw. She was the same age as Shadow and Night, only she had been adopted into the Clan. At first, Shadow wasn't too sure about the she-cat. Yet, Night insisted she was nice. Warming up to the den-mate, Shadow quickly became friends with her. They chatted and chatted, even during training. Shadow knew Night had purposely introduced him and Blossompaw, since she wanted to spend more time in the Medicine Cat's den. He didn't mind too much though. Over the days, Shadow found himself falling farther for Blossompaw, until he admitted he loved her. She too had fallen in love with him, and so everything seemed perfect. Only a few more sunrises until Shadow was seven moons old. It wasn't anything special, yet something terrible happened those days before. A battle against rogues through WindClan off-guard. With Leaf-bare at it's high, many cats were ill with White-Cough, or worse, Green-Cough. Blossompaw and Shadow fought together, much like whenever they trained together. Unfortunately, WindClan did not win this battle. Many cats died, many wounded. One of these cats was Blossompaw. Shadow was devastated. he had watched the cat who knocked his love down, who crushed her. He had fought the tom off as best as he could, yet it finally took a Warrior to run the cat off. The battle was dying off. RiverClan warriors had come to help, and now the rogues were retreating. Leaning over the limp apprentice, Shadow began to pray to StarClan to let her stay.
After Blossompaw's burial, Shadow went to the edge of the WindClan territory. Night had followed him, worry flowing from her like a concerned mother. He told her he wouldn't return to WindClan. He had planned to leave before, yet Blossompaw was the reason he stayed. He vowed revenge for her, and then said goodbye. Without looking back, he ran off, leaving his Clan, and sister, behind him.
Adulthood;; Shadow survived on his own since he was seven moons. He still seeks out the tom that killed Blossompaw, yet often returns to WindClan's territory to check up on his sister. Nowadays Shadow is known for "assassinations". He is very good at his job, and will kill almost anyone, with exceptions.
Shadow has always been an adventurous tom. He always wanted to explore, even if he stuck his nose in the wrong place. He would never be known for the kind of tom to seek revenge, or even fall in love. Yet, strange things happen, and these things did to Shadow. Losing Blossompaw tore Shadow apart. He didn't eat for days, and didn't have the heart to do anything. Yet determination to get revenge kept him going. The memories haunt him, and keep him awake at night. Sometimes he will babble, as if he were in the past, running with Blossompaw once more. One thing he hopes to accomplish is a stronger connection with StarClan, even though he dislikes them for taking away his love. He wants to speak with Blossompaw, and would give up seeking revenge if he could accomplish this one thing. Overall, Shadow is fairly laid-back. He is adventurous, and isn't really angered all that easily. He has a good sense of leadership, and loyalty, and would make a great Deputy if he joined the Clans. Yet he won't, because he is still a loner at heart.Role Playing Example:
Bitter wind sweeped through the camp. Leaf-bare was hitting hard, the ground covered in snow. Many cats were ill, and the young medicine cat was overworked. Luckily, the black and white apprentice's sister was there to help. He rarely saw Nightpaw nowadays. She was busy curing cats of Whitecough, and some of GreenCough. Shadow didn't mind too terribly much though. He had Blossompaw to keep him company. His grey gaze fell on the red tabby as she hustled to the Elder's Den with fresh-kill. Warmth flooded over him, even in the cold. He loved her, and would never leave so long as she was around. Life was great.Theme Song: White Sparrows - Billy Talent
"Daydreaming?" A voice startled Shadow, making him jump. He turned to see green eyes dance with amusement. "Are we gonna go out?" meowed the she-cat. Shadow's heart began to pound in his chest. Finished with their chores, Shadow and Blossompaw were going to race to the Boulders.
"Then let's go!" He challenged, placing a paw in the direction of the camp entrance. The red she-cat suddenly took off, her red pelt appearing to be flames in the snow. Shadow bolted after her, laughing all the way. A yowl halted them both, just beside the entrance.
"WE'RE UNDER ATTACK!!!"
Code Word: Twisted Warriors
Biography Completion: Yes