[Demon]paw;;{{Thunder}}clan

[Demon the Monsta]

Name: Demonpaw
Gender: Tom
Moons: 8
Rank: Apprentice
Clan/Land: Thunderclan
Description:

Eyes, ears, face, and nose: Demonpaw has some of the deepest misunderstood eyes in the forest. His eyes are a golden green color, depending on the way the sun shines on them or the way she shadow is cast. They are deep set and slanted upwards, more then a usual cat's. Demonpaw has small ears that are a fuzzy pink color. His nose is a light pink and can sometimes crust over in the cold weather. Demonpaw's face is rounded and his mouth slightly agape. All of his eight whiskers are pure white.

Body: Demonpaw is a small cat for his strength. He is often underestimated from his opponents and when in battle he usually has the upper-hand. His fur is a dark golden red-brown color. There are darker brown stripes on his head and down his back. The design varies. His figure makes him an easy opponent in the eye of the attacker but is easily told different. His slight body makes him a fast runner, once he learned how to control his large paws, and he finds it easy to maneuver.

Tail and Paws: Demonpaw's tail is long and curved. His tail, like his body, has small designs running along it. The tip of his tail is gone due to his first fight as an apprentice, the scar makes him proud every time someone notices it. Demonpaw's paws are very large. When he was a kit in the nursery he was always tripping over them, but his paws never hurt when on rocks or slipped when going through water. His pads are hard as rock and that is why he never slips.

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History // Past:

Kithood: As a kit Demonpaw was a nice cat despite the name his father gave him, it was because of his father he became the mean uncaring cat he is today. On the inside he is totally different.

When he was born he was not an only child. He had a sister, who Demonpaw's mother named Echokit. She only lasted a few days, she died from her mother loosing milk. Demonkit had been strong and lasted through. Demonkit automatically became lonely without his sister and no other litter mates.

Soon enough, when he was old enough to understand the facts about life and the clans his father started to drive in the ambition and evil thoughts into his head.

"You must become a leader. Become the best apprentice, become the best of everything you can be. Make me proud."

These words are what Demonpaw strives on as he grows older. Becoming an apprentice. His mother and father both died in a battle against Shadowclan the day before his apprenticeship.

Apprentice-ship: Demonpaw is currently training to become the best apprentice in the forest. Demonpaw, striving on his fathers words has become the best apprentice in the clan at the moment and he continues to get better and better.

He has little friends and does not try to make them, he almost purposely makes enemies. Most cats in the clan dislike him. But he is only this way because he wants to make his father and mother proud.

He feels misunderstood, but never shows it. He doesn't like being this way, but feels that he has to.

His first battle as an apprentice caused the very tip of his tail to be gone forever. He was proud of this battle wound, it made him look more like a warrior and less like an apprentice. It is easy to tell part of the tail is gone because it has yet to fully heal.

Durring this battle the worst thing that could ever happen happened to poor Demonpaw.

As an apprentice, Demonpaw had made one friend, Swiftpaw. Swiftpaw was the only cat in the clan who ever understood him. They were close and told eachother everything.

This was Swiftpaw's first battle, and his wounds were too great. Swiftpaw died and left Demonpaw in a trance for a moon before he could get back to training.

Swiftpaw had known Demonpaw could change, but he was always too scared. One day Demonpaw hopes to over come his fear and become who he really is. His father is the only thing keeping him back.

Personality:

Past: Demonpaw was once a very carefree kit and had friends among the clan. He was going to be the best warrior in Thunderclan and one day a leader. He was like this until his father kicked him into gear, telling him that being kind got you no where. He needed to be more like his father and become a true warrior. Slowly Demonkit became what he is now. He has rarely no friends because he scared them all away. His only friend died recently, driving him farther into darkness.

Current: Demonpaw is a very aggressive cat. He is rarely nice to any cat, with both his parents dead he feels lonely. He is very eager to learn and takes everything to a new level. He feels like he should be the best in the clan and better then all the other apprentices. Among all the other cats in the clan he is friends with few.

Ambitions: He wants to be the best. Best leader in the forest, best warrior, best apprentice. He strives at everything.

Likes: Not much, he secretly likes many things but does not let it show. he loves the snow and rain. He hates to fight, but does it to prove him self to his father in Starclan

Dislikes (He really doesn't, but its all for his father): A lot. He hates weak cats, he does however have a soft spot for kits and she-cats who need help or are in danger. He is usually relatively nice to most she-cats as well as all kits.

Role Playing Example:

Lost in lonely space

A small cat that almost looked like he should be in the nursery was running full speed through the thick forest. Thoughts of his father clouded his head. His father would be very mad at him for talking with a Riverclan cat so freely. He knew this, and now he was running towards the same cat to take her to his favorite and secret place.

You know you've felt the same
From the shallows in love

Demonpaw stopped just in front of the river, the water lapping at his paws. He stood their looking for her scent before realizing that this was not where they had met before. He smelt her as he walked to the west and heard an almost silent splash.

I'm living fearless, so fearless
Like every day's my own

He heard his name being called and he smiled as she looked worried. She had said she would be here... she didn't break her promise.

"Windpaw!" He exclaimed and bounded over, careful not to make too much noise in case there was a cat near by.

I'm walking fearless
With my faith down and all that I own

Fixed and spinning late
There's a certain fear

Demonpaw purred as she ran over to him. He pressed his muzzle to hers as usual and smiled at her. The two of them had started to meet often after their first. The second meeting had been a mistake. Or so Demonpaw had liked to think. He had purposely came down to the river and was 'surprised' to see her there.

"Ready?" He asked, already thinking about the storm and how wonderful it would look from the highest point in Thunderclan territory.

He started to move away from her in a teasing fashion. "If you don't hurry... I may just leave you behind and watch the storm alone."

He smirked at started to walk farther into Thunderclan territory. Farther East, away from camp and to higher grounds.

So exit the fall
And now it's over
You're learning
It's all before your heart

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Theme Song: None
Code Word: Twisted Warriors
Biography Completion: Yes

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