Post by shatteredclaw on May 9, 2006 18:50:41 GMT -5
Name:Shatteredclaw
Clan: ShadowClan
Position: Warrior
Age: 24 moons
Gender: Tom
Peltage: Shatteredclaw has a short black pelt, with a white chest and paws to match. Besides his sleek black and white pelt, Shatteredclaw has webbed paws, good for swimming and for hunting too. Though his pelt is rather short, you can seen muscles ripping underneath. His claws are unusually long for a cat his age, and his fangs are usually white, unless they are stained with blood. His eyes are emerald green, and burn like dancing green fire.
Picture:
((Don't mind the 'star' part.))
Personality: Shatteredclaw is not one to trust, although he definately very strong willed. Let's just say he is the Tigerstar of today. Though he is young, he wants nothing more than blood from other Clans. He hates kits and appretnices. In fact, he hates anything that moves, whether it be prey or another cat. He is not loyal. End of story. And blood thisty, let's not forget that either.
IC: ((This was taken from another site I'm on with big cats, so you know.))
Shattered looked up, the light of the moon reflecting his eyes and the color of his oynx pelt. His tail flicked back in forth, but he was careful not to disturb the shrubs around him, afraid to make any noise. The night was calm, but restless and there was a slight breeze. He tasted the blood on his lips, and the night had not even begun. He lowered himself, and gazed out from his hiding spot. They it was: the Clouded Skies Camp. For so long he had wished to attack this very camp and kill the leader. Yes, revenge was sweet. Tonight was his night and nothing could stop him. Quietly he unsheathed his claws and looked back. His warriors were ready, and anxious. They too had long awaited this day. They just needed the signal, and all would be set. Shattered licked his lips and waited. At last it came. The apprentice Stealth, slipped out of the bushes. This apprentice was kind, but dangerously sneaky. He had been perfect for the job.
Are they asleep yet? Shattered asked the apprentice. Stealth nodded, his emerald eyes full of fear and danger. This was his first battle, and something about it made him frightened yet anxoius as well. They have. Even the guards are asleep. There is a back enterence near the nursery which we can slip into-that is, if we are quiet. There is a queen inside, still awake and nursing her cub. It is Morning, I think. Shattered's lips turned back into a snarl. Morning. Yes, he had loved her and she had loved him. But then she had ran off and had cubs with the leader of Clouded Skies. Yes, he would kill her and her cub too. He would kill the father, the leader, and all others who stood in his way. This is how it was, and how it was going to be.
It is time I think... Shattered whispered to his warriors. There were anxious murmers. They were ready. Shattered arose with the grace that only a leopard could have. That only a Midnight Stalker could have. He let out a blood boiling, eerie yowl of battle. It echoed through the night, and the winds carried it even further. His warriors arose, muscles ripping. They ran with the stregnth of the heavens into the camp. Shattered looked around wildy. Several Clouded Skies Warriors appreared from their dens, tierd, but ready to fight. Shattered smiled and leaped for a small apprentice. The apprentice dodged, and rolled on the ground. A classic trick, but Shattered recoiled. He laughed himself at him, and raked his claws on his shoulders. The apprentice went off screaming. Satisfied, Shattered looked for his next taregt.
There! He saw her, Morning, trying to slip out of camp, her yowling cub in hand. With a hiss of outrage, Shattered caught her. The cub flew out of her mouth and several feet away. Please! Let me go! Please Morning cried. Shattered pinned her, his claws placed threateningly on her tender throat. He was playing with her. After all, she had played with him! She had loved him, yet she had ran from him. Oh no. I'm afraid I can't dear Morning, my love. Why, may I ask, did you leave me? With one quick swipe, he sliced her throat. Blood gushed out. Morning struggled for words. I-I-I had t-t-o. Y-you don't u-nders-stand! P-please, don't k-kill my c-cub...Shattered, with a growl, sliced her throat again. With a scream, her eyes went blank and she stopped breathing. She was dead.
Now Shattered turned his attention to the cub. As screams and yowls and hisses came from the surrounding battle, he sought the cub. It looked just like Morning, but it had Raven's, the leader of Clouded Skies, eyes. He growled and unsheathed his claws. The cub yowled and mewed pitifully. At once Shattered drew back. Would he? Yes! he hissed and sliced open the cubs throat as he had done to Morning. There was no need for a second slice. The cub was dead. Eyes narrowed, Shattered turned and yowled to his warriors. Let's go! His revenge had been taken, and how sweet it was! As his warriors scrambled to get out, Shattered knew he had won. He slipped into the shadows of the night, the cub's and Morning's terrified screams echoed in his head, like a song.
Code: Spring
Clan: ShadowClan
Position: Warrior
Age: 24 moons
Gender: Tom
Peltage: Shatteredclaw has a short black pelt, with a white chest and paws to match. Besides his sleek black and white pelt, Shatteredclaw has webbed paws, good for swimming and for hunting too. Though his pelt is rather short, you can seen muscles ripping underneath. His claws are unusually long for a cat his age, and his fangs are usually white, unless they are stained with blood. His eyes are emerald green, and burn like dancing green fire.
Picture:
((Don't mind the 'star' part.))
Personality: Shatteredclaw is not one to trust, although he definately very strong willed. Let's just say he is the Tigerstar of today. Though he is young, he wants nothing more than blood from other Clans. He hates kits and appretnices. In fact, he hates anything that moves, whether it be prey or another cat. He is not loyal. End of story. And blood thisty, let's not forget that either.
IC: ((This was taken from another site I'm on with big cats, so you know.))
Shattered looked up, the light of the moon reflecting his eyes and the color of his oynx pelt. His tail flicked back in forth, but he was careful not to disturb the shrubs around him, afraid to make any noise. The night was calm, but restless and there was a slight breeze. He tasted the blood on his lips, and the night had not even begun. He lowered himself, and gazed out from his hiding spot. They it was: the Clouded Skies Camp. For so long he had wished to attack this very camp and kill the leader. Yes, revenge was sweet. Tonight was his night and nothing could stop him. Quietly he unsheathed his claws and looked back. His warriors were ready, and anxious. They too had long awaited this day. They just needed the signal, and all would be set. Shattered licked his lips and waited. At last it came. The apprentice Stealth, slipped out of the bushes. This apprentice was kind, but dangerously sneaky. He had been perfect for the job.
Are they asleep yet? Shattered asked the apprentice. Stealth nodded, his emerald eyes full of fear and danger. This was his first battle, and something about it made him frightened yet anxoius as well. They have. Even the guards are asleep. There is a back enterence near the nursery which we can slip into-that is, if we are quiet. There is a queen inside, still awake and nursing her cub. It is Morning, I think. Shattered's lips turned back into a snarl. Morning. Yes, he had loved her and she had loved him. But then she had ran off and had cubs with the leader of Clouded Skies. Yes, he would kill her and her cub too. He would kill the father, the leader, and all others who stood in his way. This is how it was, and how it was going to be.
It is time I think... Shattered whispered to his warriors. There were anxious murmers. They were ready. Shattered arose with the grace that only a leopard could have. That only a Midnight Stalker could have. He let out a blood boiling, eerie yowl of battle. It echoed through the night, and the winds carried it even further. His warriors arose, muscles ripping. They ran with the stregnth of the heavens into the camp. Shattered looked around wildy. Several Clouded Skies Warriors appreared from their dens, tierd, but ready to fight. Shattered smiled and leaped for a small apprentice. The apprentice dodged, and rolled on the ground. A classic trick, but Shattered recoiled. He laughed himself at him, and raked his claws on his shoulders. The apprentice went off screaming. Satisfied, Shattered looked for his next taregt.
There! He saw her, Morning, trying to slip out of camp, her yowling cub in hand. With a hiss of outrage, Shattered caught her. The cub flew out of her mouth and several feet away. Please! Let me go! Please Morning cried. Shattered pinned her, his claws placed threateningly on her tender throat. He was playing with her. After all, she had played with him! She had loved him, yet she had ran from him. Oh no. I'm afraid I can't dear Morning, my love. Why, may I ask, did you leave me? With one quick swipe, he sliced her throat. Blood gushed out. Morning struggled for words. I-I-I had t-t-o. Y-you don't u-nders-stand! P-please, don't k-kill my c-cub...Shattered, with a growl, sliced her throat again. With a scream, her eyes went blank and she stopped breathing. She was dead.
Now Shattered turned his attention to the cub. As screams and yowls and hisses came from the surrounding battle, he sought the cub. It looked just like Morning, but it had Raven's, the leader of Clouded Skies, eyes. He growled and unsheathed his claws. The cub yowled and mewed pitifully. At once Shattered drew back. Would he? Yes! he hissed and sliced open the cubs throat as he had done to Morning. There was no need for a second slice. The cub was dead. Eyes narrowed, Shattered turned and yowled to his warriors. Let's go! His revenge had been taken, and how sweet it was! As his warriors scrambled to get out, Shattered knew he had won. He slipped into the shadows of the night, the cub's and Morning's terrified screams echoed in his head, like a song.
Code: Spring