Post by Sora on Oct 20, 2013 23:26:34 GMT -5
NAME// Ratshadow[/b]
AGE// 20 moons [25 if leader]
GENDER// tom
CLAN// Shadowclan
DESIRED POSITION// warrior/deputy?/leader?
SHORT DESCRIPTION// skinny grey tom with bright yellow eyes.
DESCRIPTION//BUILD & LEGS
Ratshadow has a rather long build meaning his torso is long making him look rather skinny compared to the more bulkier toms in his clan. Don't let that fool you underneath his thin exterior is muscle built from his moons of training and it takes a lot more to keep him down than you would anticipate and he uses his opponents ignorance to his advantage. His bones are stronger than you would expect, but they are a bit more fragile than others due to being the runt of his litter. This makes it easier for him to get cracked bones in a major battle with a larger cat and like most bones it is still harder to break all the way through. By the look of him you can tell he was built mainly for speed and endurance rather than brute strength and he utilizes both when in battle. Because of this he has to be more aware of his surroundings because when caught off guard he can get knocked down if attacked by surprise. His legs are also long making him stand taller than most cats which can make him rather intimidating to look at. His legs though long are sturdy and can push him to great speeds and give him longer strides making it easier for him to jump over bigger objects like fallen tree logs. His paws, however, did seem to grow a bit more than the rest of him making it look a little odd. They are big compared to what they should be and can pack quite a punch if executed correctly.
PELT & FEEL
His pelt consists of two different shades of grey and when combined would classify him as a medium grey cat. The first grey is a light grey and would almost be mistaken for silver if it wasn't for the ashier tone to his fur. It is a pleasing color to the eye and subtle in most lights giving him a regal look when caught in direct sunlight or moonlight. The second grey is more of a soot grey and can be seen along his spine and then sort of spreads out into random areas of the body making it a little hard to distinguish that he has two separate colors coexisting unless you really look for it. For the most part his fur semi-long meaning its just about average its not too short and not too long either making it ideal for both weather conditions. While in the summer his fur thins making it easier to stand the heat and in the winter his fur gets a little thicker keeping in his body heat. A little fun fact is during the winter his fur actually lightens up to a soft ash grey though no one really knows why it could be exposure to certain lights or lack of that change its color. If you were to run a par through his pelt you would be pleased to find it is actually really soft and inviting, if he let you touch him to begin with. His tail is long and has a little volume to it but not much. The tip of it seems to be darker than the rest of the tail itself.
FACE & EYES
his face is thin with high cheek bones and a sharp angled chin for the most part he grew up nicely in the looks department. However, he does have a scar over one eye that is visible from one of the beatings he got when he was younger and a constant reminder of the things he went through on a daily basis. His has longer almond shaped ears meant to detect even the slightest sounds. His nose is a black color to contrast against the grey on his face while his whiskers are long flowing silver stands that fall to his cheeks. His eyes are an oddly bright yellow that are scary to look at for to long because its so intense, but in the dark they are beautiful yellow orbs that pierce through the darkness. If you would have to classify what type of yellow his eyes were it would be a honey yellow because it has a slight golden tint to it.
PERSONALITY//SKEPTIC & RESERVED
Ratshadow has been through a lot through out his twenty moons of life so he has grown to be weary of any and all cats. He does not trust anyone very easily and tends to avoid any type of socializing. He doesn't really believe in friends because the last one he had was killed by his brother and with her death the little warmth he had toward anyone disappeared. Any friendly advances will be observed and even when on patrol he insists on covering the back because he wants to keep a close eye on everyone. Nightmares of being attacked by his family still haunts him so he'd rather be safe then let his guard down again. He is very introverted when it comes to feelings so for the most part whenever anyone looks at him it seems like he only expresses one emotion: anger. So they tend to avoid him and that's what he wants rarely he will ever show any other type of emotion aside from anger, or annoyance and doesn't like to let people know what he is thinking. He feels like emotions are weakness and if you expose weakness then others will take advantage of it and so he avoids it at all costs.
CLEVER & LOYAL
There is no denying that Ratshadow is a very loyal and smart tom cat and will do anything to protect his clan. He uses his stealth strategically in battle or while hunting his prey. Before any solo hunting trips he makes sure to mask his scent before heading out so prey wont notice him to easily, same goes with enemies. He is a deadly opponent when he has the shadows on his side and its best to keep him out in the open if you want an easier and more fair fight. Ratshadow knows the difference between right and wrong and will side with the right way even if it takes longer or is less favored among groups. He is respectful to authority figures and more or less does what they instruct unless it goes against his own moral code then he does it his way.
BITTER YET WARM
When in actual conversation he can come off as rather rude and bitter making him not to popular with other cats. Though he prefers being by himself so it is more of just an act to push cats away. He usually isn't to considerate about other peoples feelings and will usually call someone out on being too much of a baby.However, if it is something that deeply hurts or troubles them he will keep his mouth shut and just establish a few comforting words followed by something not so nice at the end to keep his jerk like appearance. Deep down the Ratshadow that was there as a kit still exists deep down under the hard layer around his heart. One that if he cares for you he will love you and protect you always, but warm feelings are exclusive only to that cat.
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EXPERIENCE//
Ratshadow was born into a litter of three boys he was the youngest and actually the runt of the litter. His father was Boulderclaw a large light grey tabby with hazel eyes and his mother was Dustfoot a slender medium grey she-cat with yellow eyes. His two older brothers were also really large kits with fluffy pelts and tabby markings. The eldest was named Wolfkit, the spitting image of his father who had the same temper and pride his father had. Wolfkits right had man was the second eldest named Cloudkit for his fluffier pelt and mixes of lighter and darker greys. Cloudkit was more of a follower and didn’t always agree with Wolfkit ,but was too nervous to go against him. Then there was Ratkit named for his small size and resemblance to the animal in question. Ratkit looked just like his mother down to the last whisker though his eyes were brighter and more intimidating than his softhearted mother. Ratkit was left out of everything and all he wanted was to play with his brothers. For the first few moons it was only light teasing because their mother was arond and woldn't tolerate them picking on her youngest kit. When she "disappeared" only a moon before their apprenticeship he was left vulnerable to his father and siblings scorn. Deep down they were all jealous of his bond with Dustfoot.
Wolfkit followed his dad and teased Ratkit for being so scrawny and small compared to them and bullied the kit. Cloudkit only verbally abused the tom having some guilt for torturing Ratkit deep down he knew it wasn't right. Ratkit always had bruises and cuts every week due to this raging jealousy and sadly no one else in the clan did anything about it. Some saying it was only minor things to teach him how to be tough. Then again most of them were scared of Boulderclaws size and strength and wouldn't say anything to the leader against him. Ratkit mourned his mother and did not do anything about it, he just took the pain without saying a word. One night he snuck out of the nursery he crawled his way to the center of camp. With one eye swollen shut he looked up into the skies, he was quiet. It was that night when one of the clans senior warriors noticed him. Her name was Lightfur named for her soft ginger pelt. She came up to him then and asked him how he had gotten so beat up he said nothing. It was then she noticed a pair of blue eyes in the nursery then soon disappeared. Her heart went out for the tom and an odd bond formed. She asked if he wanted to sleep near her that night and he shook his head. When she asked why he dully replied, "I'm not afraid." She tilted her head "Not afraid of what?" He lifted a paw to his swollen eye and winced. "To die, it's probably better that way. I'm just a runt I wasn't meant to live." she was surprised by his response and rage filled her usually warm heart how could anyone brainwash a kit to believe such things. The distant look on his face broke her heart he was so lost,and she needed to help him. She stayed with him that night not saying anything else for now. Ratkit rejected her presence as he did to everyone he was an empty shell of a cat. Finally it was time for the three kits to be apprenticed and Ratkit had ended up with Lightfur as his mentor.
Lightfur seemed to pick up where Dustfoot had left off being Ratpaw's secret protector from his family. She rejected co-training offers from Boulderclaw who mentored wolfpaw now which was no surprise. Ratpaw was always quiet not letting any ounce of emotion come across his face when she trained him despite her best efforts. He was actually a pretty quick learner for being the runt and she noticed he relied more on speed than brute force like the other apprentices. She used this knowledge and taught him how to use it to take down bigger cats as well as weak points. Ratpaw was exceptionally good at stealth and with his darker grey pelt he easily blended into the shadows. Though Ratpaw didn't express it enough he did care for lightfur as sort of a mother figure and in time even smiled at her or carried on a short conversation. One night he was awoken was Cloudpaw who told him he wanted to go on a stroll in the forest, he claimed he wanted to start over and gain a bond as brothers. Deep down this was all Ratpaw wanted and so he followed Cloudpaw into the woods. Ratpaw had turned out to be a taller tom than Cloudpaw though he was still thin Cloudpaw joked about that. This night was to good to be true. and it turned out it was. Ratpaw was brought to a small opening where Boulderclaw and Wolfpaw waited. Ratpaw's eyes darkened as Cloudpaw apologized and stepped back he had been tricked. Boulderclaw announced that it was time for a sparring match between Ratpaw and Wolfpaw just to test what they had learned. Ratpaw didn't believe him for one minute he recognized the evil look in his brothers eyes. This was no play fight this was real. Ratpaw was not the first to move instead he waited until wolfpaw dashed forward. Ratpaw had jumped out of the way, he used his speed for defense despite his fathers snarls and insults and not fighting like a real warrior. After a few more attempts Ratpaw had tripped his brother and with that he said he was done and walked away. In moments a large body landed on top of him and wolfpaw clawed at his back, he let out a hiss as the tom kept clawing at his flesh. Memories of kithood made him curl up into a ball taking the abuse. No one realized that cloudpaw had gone and in moments came running back with Lightfur.
Lightfur tackled Wolfpaw off of him and he layed there with cuts all over his back and shoulders. Lightfur clawed Wolfpaw in the shoulder and Boulderclaw jumped her, Ratpaw's eyes were wide in fear as the two warriors fought. He felt so useless and the guilt was to much to bare. He couldn't let her get hurt, getting to his paws he fought back painful memories and launched himself at Boulderclaw managing to bit him on the shoulder before the clan leader rushed and broke it up. They told them to stop of they would all be punished, ratpaw and lightfur respectfully backed off but boulderclaw lashed out at the leader in attempt to hurt them. It was then he was banished from the clans for attacking a clan leader and hurting his clanmates. He was chased out never to be seen again, it seemed all was better in camp until Wolfpaw attacked Lightfur in camp clearly enraged by his fathers banishment.He landed a deadly blow to her throat before Ratpaw tackled his brother down, looking back at his injured mentor he and his brother fought. Ratpaw showed his skill as he landed blow after blow, not without receiving a few good scratches and bites himself. Wolfpaw called truce and Ratpaw backed off, this was just as everyone came outside to see what was wrong. Ratpaw turned to the leader as they spoke to tell them what had happen and it was then that Wolfpaw attacked him and bit into his neck, Ratpaw hissed and managed to break free and lash out his long claws catching his brother in the throat. Blood spewed from his throat and he collapsed the medicine cat was attending lightfur at time before rushing to hiis side to, but it was to late wolfpaw was dead. Ratpaw's face fell he had never meant to kill him let alone hurt him how did it come to this. Moments after lightfur had died as well, and Ratpaw was lost in grief. The leader at the time comforted him saying a life for a life and that wolfpaw would have never changed and who know who he would have went after nect. Still it didnt make him feel any better, even as moons passed he could still see the blood on his paws even though it was clean. Cloudpaw tried to reconnect with his brother but it didn't work. Soon Ratpaw was given his name Ratshadow for his spped in battle and cloudpaw was named Cloudheart for his change in heart. A few more moons had passed since then and many things had changed.
[IF WANTED FOR LEADER:]
It wasn't to long after that Ratshadow was given an apprentice much to his dismay. He was given a soft shy little she-cat named Fernpaw. Long story short they both didn't really talk to each other so as you can imagine not much was done for the first moon.Ratshadow decided to suck it up because the faster he trained her the faster he would not have to have an apprentice so he woke her up the next day to officially begin. Deep down he kind of liked the training and because Fernpaw was so shy he kind of toned down the jerk attitude and was more quiet and patient. It seemed that that was what Fernpaw needed and she grew a little more confident with each new training session. She did well with hunting, but fighting was always an issue as she didn't like to hurt anyone. This frustrated him but he kept his cool trying to explain that he was only teaching her to fight so if the clan needed her she could defend it. Reluctantly she agreed, and even though got some of the moves down she wasn't that great at using them. When the time came for her test, the deputy had gotten sick and so the clan leader and himself observed her performance. Luckily she was given a hunting test and passed with flying colors, Ratshadow ad never been so nervous. A moon later Fernpaw was made into a warrior given her name Fernflower for her sweet nature and Ratshadow was free of anymore interacting that was until the deputy died of green cough and he was named deputy.
Though he disapproved of the whole thing he did not go against his leaders wishes, and sadly after not that much time as deputy the leader he had since he was a kit had lost his last life by a rogue badger on the outskirts of the terriroty. So at a young age of 25 moons he was shoved into the leadership position and he is not sre how well this was going to go. With heavy paws he made his way to moonstone to receive his nine lives. The whole wau wondering if this was what starclan wanted for him though he secretly wished they would reject him. When he got there he rested his nose upon the stone and feel into a deep slumber. When he awoke he was in a starry field with nine cats sitting before him, one was his mother. For the first time his heart skipped a beat, the other cats present was the past deputy and leader among other cats he did not know. He was given the lives of courage, loyalty, faith, trust(which was the most painful to him), mercy, love, strength, endurance, and friendship. With that he left the moonstone more vitalized than ever his eyes glowing brighter than they did before as he made his way home, still with a heavy heart how could he accomplish trust, love, and friendship when his body rejected those things all together?
OTHER//
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