Post by Quietpaw on Jan 28, 2009 16:45:18 GMT -5
Name: Darkwhisper
Gender: Male
Age: 29 moons
Rank: warrior
Clan: Riverclan
Pic:
Description: A large muscular tom, he looks alot like a leopard. His eyes a dark brown, and his ears small and round. His face however is squished in, and his muzzle is far-out and pointed narrowly. He has long, large brown spots with a small ring of black surrounding them. the spots on his tail are more darker then on the rest of his body. He has has white on his fur, starting straight from below his eyes, all the way down his neck and belly flank, he also has white on his hind paws. He has two black stripes on his neck and six small ones on his face. He is a very powerful cat. He is able to jump incredibly high.
Personality: Darkwhisper is the type of cat to hide his true feelings, he's a very silent cat that doesn't like to talk much, but once he's got a topic to talk about, he could go on for hours. He has a soft spot for his clanmates, and he absolutely loves to play with the kits. He has he's rough edges (more like alot) but deep down he has a caring heart. He's sometimes silent and likes to be alone. Be careful about what you say around him, he could just tear you to shreds. But truth be told he's shy around so many cats.
History: Darkwhisper was born a rouge and lived most of his life that way, he lived on the outskirts of a twoleg nest, his old name was Bandit. He always stayed away from the twolegs and would tease there dog Forrgy. Because of his soft spot in his heart he couldn't help but play with the kits, that lived in the Twoleg house. The kits belonged to his beloved mate, Pocco, she was about to have kits, when they were traveling away from there old home. So he brought her to the twolegs, and watched over her, ever since. But one day the twolegs left there home and brought Pocco with them, they never came back, and he never saw his beloved Pocco again, or his three beautiful kits.
When he was at least 18 moons he stumbled upon Riverclan, where they gave him, his name, Darkwhisper. He learned how to fight and hunt, and was a natural born swimmer, because of his big size he proved to be a very intense fighter. Darkwhisper was never used to be around so many cats and would try to avoid many of them. He trained hard and proved himself to be a great warrior. He alway had a nack for being reckless.
Rp example: (I'm using the original for him then, back when he was living outside the twoleg nest, so it's also part of my history)
Bandit smiled brightly as he played with his kits. Broken, Smokey, and Grace, he grinned proudly at them. "I think your mothers calling" Bandit meowed to them watching them scramble back into the nest, he looked up at the window and saw his beloved Pocco, she was a beautiful fluffy grey she-cat, her eyes made him melt, his heart pounded. "I miss you" he yowled to her. Pocco smiled brightly "I miss you to Bandit" She called back, Bandit smiled and padded back to his den. As he lay there his mind drifted off thinking of the good times they've had.
The next afternoon, when Bandit woke up, he jerked away and realized he had slept in. He dashed to the twoleg nest, but no one was there. Bandkit waited, and waited for someone to come, but they never did. Three days he lay there waiting, for any sign of them, "why didn't, why didn't she tell me" he cried furiously. He left, he didn't want anything to do with the nest anymore, there was no reason for him to stay.
He padded through the woods, through the moorland, past the river, till he stumbled into Riverclan camp, he saw so many cats, he hissed unsure if they were friends, or foes. One cat hissed and it's fur bristled. it was about to attack, but some other cat stop him. "Welcome to Riverclan" Bandit looked up and saw a mighty cat standing above the others. As it turned out he had stumbled upon a meeting.
Theme song: Whispers in the dark -skillet
Gender: Male
Age: 29 moons
Rank: warrior
Clan: Riverclan
Pic:
Description: A large muscular tom, he looks alot like a leopard. His eyes a dark brown, and his ears small and round. His face however is squished in, and his muzzle is far-out and pointed narrowly. He has long, large brown spots with a small ring of black surrounding them. the spots on his tail are more darker then on the rest of his body. He has has white on his fur, starting straight from below his eyes, all the way down his neck and belly flank, he also has white on his hind paws. He has two black stripes on his neck and six small ones on his face. He is a very powerful cat. He is able to jump incredibly high.
Personality: Darkwhisper is the type of cat to hide his true feelings, he's a very silent cat that doesn't like to talk much, but once he's got a topic to talk about, he could go on for hours. He has a soft spot for his clanmates, and he absolutely loves to play with the kits. He has he's rough edges (more like alot) but deep down he has a caring heart. He's sometimes silent and likes to be alone. Be careful about what you say around him, he could just tear you to shreds. But truth be told he's shy around so many cats.
History: Darkwhisper was born a rouge and lived most of his life that way, he lived on the outskirts of a twoleg nest, his old name was Bandit. He always stayed away from the twolegs and would tease there dog Forrgy. Because of his soft spot in his heart he couldn't help but play with the kits, that lived in the Twoleg house. The kits belonged to his beloved mate, Pocco, she was about to have kits, when they were traveling away from there old home. So he brought her to the twolegs, and watched over her, ever since. But one day the twolegs left there home and brought Pocco with them, they never came back, and he never saw his beloved Pocco again, or his three beautiful kits.
When he was at least 18 moons he stumbled upon Riverclan, where they gave him, his name, Darkwhisper. He learned how to fight and hunt, and was a natural born swimmer, because of his big size he proved to be a very intense fighter. Darkwhisper was never used to be around so many cats and would try to avoid many of them. He trained hard and proved himself to be a great warrior. He alway had a nack for being reckless.
Rp example: (I'm using the original for him then, back when he was living outside the twoleg nest, so it's also part of my history)
Bandit smiled brightly as he played with his kits. Broken, Smokey, and Grace, he grinned proudly at them. "I think your mothers calling" Bandit meowed to them watching them scramble back into the nest, he looked up at the window and saw his beloved Pocco, she was a beautiful fluffy grey she-cat, her eyes made him melt, his heart pounded. "I miss you" he yowled to her. Pocco smiled brightly "I miss you to Bandit" She called back, Bandit smiled and padded back to his den. As he lay there his mind drifted off thinking of the good times they've had.
The next afternoon, when Bandit woke up, he jerked away and realized he had slept in. He dashed to the twoleg nest, but no one was there. Bandkit waited, and waited for someone to come, but they never did. Three days he lay there waiting, for any sign of them, "why didn't, why didn't she tell me" he cried furiously. He left, he didn't want anything to do with the nest anymore, there was no reason for him to stay.
He padded through the woods, through the moorland, past the river, till he stumbled into Riverclan camp, he saw so many cats, he hissed unsure if they were friends, or foes. One cat hissed and it's fur bristled. it was about to attack, but some other cat stop him. "Welcome to Riverclan" Bandit looked up and saw a mighty cat standing above the others. As it turned out he had stumbled upon a meeting.
Theme song: Whispers in the dark -skillet
