Post by Silver on Feb 3, 2008 19:39:42 GMT -8
Name:Sootclaw
Age:39 moons
Gender:Tom
Rank:Warrior
Clan:Dawnclan
Apprentice/Mentor: none
Appearance: Sootclaw is a large, mostly black tom. His paws have a greyish tint to them, as well as his tail tip and chest. His is nose also a grey color. He has dull amber eyes, that shine brightly in the dark. His fur is plush and thick, even though it is short. He has a small scar on both of his ears, from a border battle.
Voice:Moderate, is strong and can be very loud.
Battle: Prefers going on the offensive side, and hits his opponent with strong, powerful attacks.
Personality: Sootclaw is the exact oppisite of his sister in many ways. Unlike his sister, Sootclaw is outgoing, and enjoys chatting every once and a while. His looks strong and is well built, looking very intimidating to strangers. Most cats think he is better suited for deputy than his sister. Though usually calm, he can be brutal to rouges or tresspassers (Or anyone that annoys him). He has a strong pride for his Clan, and is one of the best fighters. He is very protective of his sister, Frostfur.
History: Sootfur doesn't know his mother, and assumes she's dead, along with his missing brother. He mourned greatly when his father, a proud and respected Dawnclan cat, died on the thunderpath, trying to chase away some rouges.
As a kit, he loved playing with the apprentices and his sister, who perfered playing in the nursery. Sootclaw was playful and fun-loving, and often was mischevious. He often in trouble, for leaving camp or tricking his sister.
As an apprentice, he was first clumsy, and many of the other apprentices teased him. He promised himself he would show them he was nothing to laugh at, and excelled in fighting. It was four moons before Sootclaw's and Frostfur's warrior ceremony that their father died. After his father's death, he worked harder and quickly got over his clumsyness. He and his sister were made warriors together.
Sootclaw was proud of his sister when she recieved her first apprentice, even though he was a bit envious. He was even prouder of his sister as she moved on to become deputy. Now he stands by her side, helping her along and giving her advice. Though still longing for an apprentice, he continues to prove he is a valueable warrior
Family:
Rustwing;Father;StarClan
Frostfur;Sister;Dawnclan
Sibling+mother;unknown
SW: His heart beating wildly in his chest, Sootclaw stared down into the valley. He and several other warriors waited for their leader's signal, and plunged down, some yelling out battle cries. The unsuspecting cats were caught off gaurd, and the battle soon began, Dawnclan clearly in favor. Sootclaw faced his first opponent, a young she-cat. He lunged, and landly squarly on her back. She squirmed, trying to break lose as Sootclaw gave her a strong nip on her ears. The she-cat wailed, and scambled out from under him. Biting his hind leg, Sootfur yeowled. He quickly raked his claws down her side, sending her running. He whirled to find a new challenger, and came face to face with a tom, probably a senior warrior. The tom flung himself at Sootclaw, and Sootclaw scambled out of reached. Before the tom landed, Sootclaw pushed his back paws against the heavy tom with all his might, making the cat tumble over, revieling a soft under-belly. He swiftly scored his claws on the soft skin, making the cat screached in pain. The tom whipped over, and ran his claws down Sootclaw's muzzle. Hissing, Sootclaw nipped the elder warrior, hard, near his throat. The warrior growled, low and dangerous as he slowly backed away. Sootclaw looked around and noticed Dawnclan was still winning. Finally, the oppenents leader called retreat, and the cats fled. Dawnclan had won
Other: Sootclaw, weakened by the great battle between the Clans and BloodGang, managed to bring down three opponents before a vicious dog ended his services to Dawnclan. He rests in StarClan, watching his sister, Frostfur, and Treepaw, his former apprentice.
