Post by Torn on Mar 7, 2008 0:36:15 GMT -8
Name: Tornheart
Age: 38 moons
Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Clan: StarClan
Apprentice/Mentor: None
Appearance: His shape is strong, covered by a black and brown mottled pelt. His eyes are amber, with black edging. He has quite long legs with long ginger socks and black stripes across the front legs, along with a long tail and ginger paws.
Dark black patches seem to blend in with the mottled marks of black that make up his pelt, while his head is fairly small with a battle scarred muzzle.
Voice: Tornheart's voice is quite authoritive when he's talking to younger warriors or apprentices. It can be loud, but it can also be caring when it needs to be.
Battle: Tornheart prefers full-on attacks, rather than little swipes and bites. He doesn't fight dirty unless he really needs to, that goes the same for killing.
Personality: He's a loyal cat, and he'll never disobey Cinderstar or harm his Clan. This tom always cares for any cat in need, and doesn't fight unless he really needs to.
Because of his father, some cats don't trust him not to go the same way as he did. So hes always volunteering to go on extra patrols, he'll always fight twice as hard as the rest and he'll hunt from dawn to dusk to bring in enough fresh-kill. But, all his determination makes him quite competitive.
History: Tornheart was born in Mistclan, grew up mentored by a great warrior. He grew up into a fine cat, but his mentor died in the battle before he became a warrior. Tornheart still hates the rogues that killed him, and they're about the only cats who can make him go out of control.
After a while of being a warrior, his mother died of an unknown sickness. His father went slightly mad then and no cat really trusted him. He tried to kill several cats, but never succeeded thanks to his mad and state of mind that confused him greatly. No cat has really looked at Tornheart in the same way again after the day when Darkpelt tried to kill Cinderstar, then relised what he'd done. The old cat had come to Tornheart and asked him to help him. Even his son didn't trust him, so, mad with grief and not totaly in control of his actions, he went to try and kill a fox by himself. A patrol Tornheart led to find him the next day found his fur-torn and blood stained body lying on the ground, with the slain fox beside him. They took him back to camp and buried him, but no cat except Tornheart sat vigil with him. Only he understood his father, but it had taken his death to take him seriously.
Family: Mother: Leaf-fur.
Father: Darkpelt.
SW: Tornheart stared through the bushes, his amber eyes narrowed. The scrawny rogue was concentrated on catching a rabbit that lay just to one side of the Mistclan warrior. He wondered if he should catch the prey, or attack the rogue. A vision of the pitiful fresh-kill pile back at camp flashed in his mind, so he focused on creeping silently towards the small creature.
In one pounce, he killed it swiftly then turned to face, and swiped at, the suprised old tom-cat who was expecting to sink his claws into the rabbit, not having another cats claws sunk into him.
Tornheart managed to rake his claws down the old cats muzzle once before he snapped to his senses, and fluffed up his scruffy fur and bared his old yellowed teeth. Suddenly, he leapt with suprising speed at Tornheart, who just managed to jump out of the way. With equal speed, Tornheart scored his claws down the rogues side as he sped past. Uttering a yowl, he bit the old cat's nose, which sent him into a defensive crouch, hissing and backing away into the bushes, then turning tail and running. Tornheart figured he would have to make sure he left, so after grabbing the rabbit he sped after the rogue, then stopped as it disappeared into the maze of two-leg mests. Turning, satisfied, the mottled tom raced back to camp to report the fight to Cinderstar.
His death: Tornheart was hunting on prey island, when a badger attacked him. Other warriors soon came to help and managed to kill it, but Tornheart was injured badly and lost too much blood before his Clanmates could get him back to camp, obviously busy with the badger...
Other: Sorry about the TERRIBLE cutting out and general quality of the picture... It was very rushed.
