Post by doctordolittle12 on Mar 25, 2007 17:00:38 GMT -5
Name: Thunderface
Clan: Fireclan
Position: Warrior
Gender: Tom
Age: 48 moons
Appearance: Thunderface is of massive size. His fur is a light muddy brown, short, and streaked with darker tabby stripes. His eyes are very light blue-gray. His defining feature is the lightning-shaped scar on the left side of his face. It runs from behind his left ear to his chin. He had an incredible sense of smell and hearing.
Personality: Thunderface is utterly calm. Anger is not a part of his personality make up. He is thoughful, a kind of think before he acts character. Responsible and often serious, his unshakable demeanor earned him much respect among his fellow warriors. Thunderfaces wise and impartial way of judging makes him very fair. Thunderface has proved his loyalty a thousand times over. His scar itself is a badge of honor and loyalty; in the thick of a vicious fight, he had flung himself in front of a weakened Darkclan warrior. Thunderface took the enemys blow in the face, resulting in a hideous scar that would remain with him forever. The wounded cat he as protecting may have been killed by the blow in her weakened condition. His size is unusual and often intimidating, but the tom gives off an aura of calm that is effective at cooling anothers rage.
History: Thunderface was born as Thunderkit to his parents Sandstripe and Darkclaw. He was the usual bouncy kit, curious and determined to gain his warrior name sooner than his brother Mudkit, who had been his rival as well as his friend, if that makes sense.
He became an apprentice, Thunderpaw at 6 moons, along with his siblings. His mentor was Rainwhisper, a gray she-cat who died soon after his warrior ceremony. During his apprenticeship, he continued his curious and playful ways. He stuck his nose into everything, usually where it didnt belong. He was reguarded as a nuisance by many of the senior warriors, though he did show much promise as an excellent fighter... His brother Mudpaw died in a border dispute with another Clan, and thus never recieved his warrior name.
At 12 moons Thunderpaw became Thundervoice. He fought bravely in the war and soon became a respected warrior in his clan, though young. He was fearless and sometimes foolish, taking risks far greater than any sane cat should, but miraculously he managed to survive each of the battles. When he was 23 moons, he fought in a fierce battle with Waterclan. He was holding up just fine until he heard a cry for help. The cry had been uttered by a fellow warrior. She had been wounded badly by an enemy, but try as she might she could not escape. Thundervoice, in a selfless show of courage, flung himself in front of her. He took the blow that had been meant for her, a blow that may have killed her in her weakened condition, and was badly injured.
By the end of the battle Thundervoice could barely walk, he had lost so much blood. The medicine cat worked tirelessly, for days, and finally Thundervoice pulled through. The scar the Windclan warrior had left behind was massive, lightening-shaped, and the medicine cat said it was only luck that had saved Thundervoice's eye from being blinded.
Soon, 'voice' was replaced by 'face,' to always remind Thunderface of how selfless he was in that battle.
After that incident Thunderface seemed to cool down. He became more thoughtful, wiser, calmer. He stopped taking outrageous risks. All in all, cats stopped telling him he was a fool and began to truely respect him. Since then, hes been the same: Totally selfless, dedicated to his Clan, wise and always, always calm.
RP Example: Thunderface padded slowly through the territory. He was in no rush to catch food today. He knew that the sun would remain out all day so prey would be out all day. He sighed loving the sunny days of green leaf. How wonderful the world was. He walked by a puddle of dewy and silvery rain water from the sharp rainfall a few nights before. As he looked down he spotted the familar scar that ran down the side of his face reminding him of his painful and loyal past. He smiled thinking of the good deed he had done for that young warrior many years back. He got very mad when he began to remember his brother Mudpaw never becoming a warrior. Sighing again he trudged onward. "Prey to catch Thunderface no time to wait around," he told himself as he moved on through the undergrowth keeping on the lookout for any prey that he could catch for the clan.
How far are you in the Warrior's Series?: The end of Sunset waiting for the new books to come out
Clan: Fireclan
Position: Warrior
Gender: Tom
Age: 48 moons
Appearance: Thunderface is of massive size. His fur is a light muddy brown, short, and streaked with darker tabby stripes. His eyes are very light blue-gray. His defining feature is the lightning-shaped scar on the left side of his face. It runs from behind his left ear to his chin. He had an incredible sense of smell and hearing.
Personality: Thunderface is utterly calm. Anger is not a part of his personality make up. He is thoughful, a kind of think before he acts character. Responsible and often serious, his unshakable demeanor earned him much respect among his fellow warriors. Thunderfaces wise and impartial way of judging makes him very fair. Thunderface has proved his loyalty a thousand times over. His scar itself is a badge of honor and loyalty; in the thick of a vicious fight, he had flung himself in front of a weakened Darkclan warrior. Thunderface took the enemys blow in the face, resulting in a hideous scar that would remain with him forever. The wounded cat he as protecting may have been killed by the blow in her weakened condition. His size is unusual and often intimidating, but the tom gives off an aura of calm that is effective at cooling anothers rage.
History: Thunderface was born as Thunderkit to his parents Sandstripe and Darkclaw. He was the usual bouncy kit, curious and determined to gain his warrior name sooner than his brother Mudkit, who had been his rival as well as his friend, if that makes sense.
He became an apprentice, Thunderpaw at 6 moons, along with his siblings. His mentor was Rainwhisper, a gray she-cat who died soon after his warrior ceremony. During his apprenticeship, he continued his curious and playful ways. He stuck his nose into everything, usually where it didnt belong. He was reguarded as a nuisance by many of the senior warriors, though he did show much promise as an excellent fighter... His brother Mudpaw died in a border dispute with another Clan, and thus never recieved his warrior name.
At 12 moons Thunderpaw became Thundervoice. He fought bravely in the war and soon became a respected warrior in his clan, though young. He was fearless and sometimes foolish, taking risks far greater than any sane cat should, but miraculously he managed to survive each of the battles. When he was 23 moons, he fought in a fierce battle with Waterclan. He was holding up just fine until he heard a cry for help. The cry had been uttered by a fellow warrior. She had been wounded badly by an enemy, but try as she might she could not escape. Thundervoice, in a selfless show of courage, flung himself in front of her. He took the blow that had been meant for her, a blow that may have killed her in her weakened condition, and was badly injured.
By the end of the battle Thundervoice could barely walk, he had lost so much blood. The medicine cat worked tirelessly, for days, and finally Thundervoice pulled through. The scar the Windclan warrior had left behind was massive, lightening-shaped, and the medicine cat said it was only luck that had saved Thundervoice's eye from being blinded.
Soon, 'voice' was replaced by 'face,' to always remind Thunderface of how selfless he was in that battle.
After that incident Thunderface seemed to cool down. He became more thoughtful, wiser, calmer. He stopped taking outrageous risks. All in all, cats stopped telling him he was a fool and began to truely respect him. Since then, hes been the same: Totally selfless, dedicated to his Clan, wise and always, always calm.
RP Example: Thunderface padded slowly through the territory. He was in no rush to catch food today. He knew that the sun would remain out all day so prey would be out all day. He sighed loving the sunny days of green leaf. How wonderful the world was. He walked by a puddle of dewy and silvery rain water from the sharp rainfall a few nights before. As he looked down he spotted the familar scar that ran down the side of his face reminding him of his painful and loyal past. He smiled thinking of the good deed he had done for that young warrior many years back. He got very mad when he began to remember his brother Mudpaw never becoming a warrior. Sighing again he trudged onward. "Prey to catch Thunderface no time to wait around," he told himself as he moved on through the undergrowth keeping on the lookout for any prey that he could catch for the clan.
How far are you in the Warrior's Series?: The end of Sunset waiting for the new books to come out
