Post by falcon on Jun 5, 2010 13:19:45 GMT -5
Falconflare of WindClan
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Name: Falconflare
Age: 28 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: WindClan
Rank: Warrior
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Reason For Name: Falcon for his shiny grey pelt that resembles the bird, flare for his firey personality
Previous Names: Falconkit, Falconpaw
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One Sentence Description: shiny grey tabby tom with pale amber eyes.
Appearance: Body & Purpose
Falconflare has a larger build than most of the other WindClan toms. Though this does not make him fat or to large for his type of terrain. His body is rather lithe and well formed, giving him a bold and kind of scary appearance. But his size has mainly come from his moons of practice when as he is a growing apprentice. His bones are built up strong, and almost help with his stance and composure. Behind his frame is muscle built up over time some of that muscle you don't even know its there. His shoulders are broad and hold much strength behind them. There are kind of wide, but not enough for it to look bad on the tom cat.
Because of his well built frame his main purpose is the Clan is as a fighter. His brute strength and cunning ways make it easy for this tom cat to take on any opponent. Not saying that he will win every time, but he has a higher chance of victory than most. With the good muscle in his hind legs, you would think he was a WindClan cat, since he uses it to his advantage. Pushing off them to give him a little extra speed than normal. Since he is not the fastest cat in the forests. So that strength in his legs is needed in some cases.
Legs & Uses
Falconflare's legs are rather long to begin with. Which probably contributed more to his size than his muscle. The higher part of his legs happen to be a little larger, since most of the power and strength is needed there. His hind legs are the most powerful, and help him to get an extra burst of speed when needed. His main part of his legs, look normally thin, a few creases here and there from the muscle but thats all. In reality he is maybe only an inch or so taller than most toms, but it helps to give him a more noble look when he walks around.
His legs, built the way they are have many uses. They can either be used as great weapons, with there length they can easy snake around other cats. Getting a good grip on them with his legs. He may not be the best at running but they can be used to be a little better. With his long strides he can use it to run along the moor with greater speed.
Paws & Claws
Falconflare's paws are slightly larger than you would think. But its not enough to really even notice that change. His paws pack a powerful punch behind them. Like I said, hes no runner but he is a fighter. And with these paws it just helps in battle. His paw pads are a dark coal black color, and are hard from his past of running over the moors. His pads are rather rough seeing as they were often used in training and not just in hunting. So they grew hard with the rough terrain and rocks.
Falconflare's claws you would imagine would be white, right? Well on the contrary they are actually a menacing black color. They are unusually long and slide out into a hook. Meaning the claws curl under a bit. Not enough to cut his paws but only when they unsheathe. They have a crescent moon shape and glisten a dark ebony black. That is his most terrifying feature to prey and cats alike.
{ PELT }
Color & Length
Falconflare's pelt is a shiny grey color with a silver like tint. The grey glistens in the light of any kind. Moonlight its like a sparkling grey color. In the sunlight it seems tinted with strands of silver through out his fur, shining a bit differently in the sun. Falconpaw does have some different colors of grey but they will be explained later on in more detail. They are thin black stripes and he only has its along his back and head, so his fur is mainly just all shiny grey.
Falconflare's fur is actually not very long, and if you would have to guess what length it was most others would say short. It's just barley long enough to catch a breeze, and it clings to his body. Making his muscle much more noticeable than those with longer fur. Which actually looks quite handsome on him though can make him look a bit to thin at times. His fur is surprisingly soft like a RiverClan cats, but that's because he makes sure to take pretty good care of his fur. Mainly by grooming it every day and so on. His muzzle fur is actually a bit more mane like and gets bigger near his neck and on his chest ,but then thins down again as it reaches his stomach.
Markings & Tail
As you all know Falconflare's pelt is all grey except for his tabby stripes. The first few can be found along his back. To count them all together he would have four stripes all about a paws distance away from each other. They are thin but clearly noticeable against his softer grey pelt. They all curve to wards his stomach but just seem to stop at his sides. All of them shine and ink colored black against his shiny grey fur. The other tabby marks can be found on his head, as three lines seem to run from his forehead and down to wards his face, stopping abruptly above his eyes.
His tail is long and slender. It is all grey with a little flick to it now and then. It is really smooth and look like a ribbon when he sways it around. In either an ordering flick, playful, or irritated swish of his tail. It has no plume at all and is just long and snake like.
{ EYES }
Color & Specks
Falconflare's eyes are the color of pale amber. It is a rather light gold color that seems almost to be as light as honey against his face. There are certain parts of his eyes that seem darker than others, but that just depends on the lighting he is in. In the sun the topper half of his gaze seems to be a bit brighter, more perfect shade of amber while the lower part is still a darker golden color. Deep colored when he is seriously angry and they seem as merciless and as dark as golden fire.
Also depending on lighting is how you can tell the different color specks near the pupils of his eyes. In the brighter lights it looks as if specks of gold and maybe honey yellow colors glisten in their depths. While during the dark times they seem dark yellow colored and orange. They always looked a shade darker in the darker lights which helps with his more dangerous appearance to wards others.
ll Face ll
Angle & Shape
Falconflare's face is perfectly angled into a point at his chin. His cheeks are perfectly chiseled to the perfect amount. He has high cheek bones for a tom cat that help with his bitter like look to wards strangers. His head is angled down to wards a triangle like point, except that his chin isn't exactly pointed, its more rounded, but slightly sticks out from his face.
His head is shaped just like and oval, the top of his crown is rounded and then it slowly gets skinner as it reached his cheeks. Making his face very sleek and handsome, and adds to his charm.
Whiskers & Ears
Falconflare's whiskers are a sleek black color, so that it melts easily into his face. It flows from his cheeks along to his shoulders, and into a slight curve. Looking rather long and elegant for a tom. It is a dark black color like that of ink and is actually more of a smoky grey color in the moon light. Though that may just be because the moons light is a slightly silver like color.
Falconflare's ears are cute and almond shape. They are a perfect size for his slim head and they roll up into a perfect point. The insides are a nice coal black color, which resembles his paw pads and his nose. Also making his face proportionate with his black stripes so that way it seems rather evening out.
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Personality: ll Cold & Secretive ll
Falconpaw can sometimes come off as cold to other cats. Which actually suits this cat well. But this kind of cold is more along the lines of a cold shoulder. He shrugs people off like a bad memory and walks away. He is defiantly not a tom of many words, most of the time he could be cold when speaking, and say hurtful things. Without even really realizing it, and just thinks of the other cat as over sensitive, and a whiner. With this also comes his secretive side, he does not like other cats outside his Clan knowing his past. And so keeps to himself, which the title loner seems made just for him. He doesn't care much for other cats pasts, unless he is forced to be near them. And usually ends up hearing it weither he wants to or not. His look gives off mystery, which attracts other cats, and Falconpaw hates unwanted attention to himself. Though he knows it comes with the whole Clan situation, so he deals with it.
ll Quiet & Cunning ll
As I've said before, Falconpaw is a tom of few, if any words. When spoken to he, most of the time, gives short answers or just ignores them and walks off. He doesn't like getting to close to people, for a fear of losing them or hurting them. So if he doesn't get to know someone, then how will he like them? Thats the main reason for his quietness. That and he doesn't like wasting his breath on cats who just talk and talk. Mainly about things that don't really matter, if he has a conversation he'd like it to be at least semi-interesting. Along with this Falconpaw is a really cunning tom, which could be seen as genius or evil, he'll leave that to you. He is very smart and thinks of many ways to do things.
ll Tempered & Loyal ll
Along with chatty cats comes his bad temper. He hates cats who just talk and talk. And gets easily annoyed but babbling. To him its just spit it out and screw feelings. He could take it. Even if it is bad news. Hes great at hiding pain or disappointment, anything that could make him seem weak to other cats. With his temper is his sharp tongue, which adds to his cold side when his angry. But at least hes good at knowing when to back off and leave or to claw some fur off there bodies. With this temper he does have a loyal side, and to those he actually cares for. If any, he is fiercely loyal to, and would risk his life for them. Not caring if he died as long as they are safe from harm.
ll Cross & Charming ll
Sometimes Falconpaw can appear cross, which is some what true. Yes he can be a bit snappy if things are not done right. But only to things that are really important and need precise accuracy. Other than that hes pretty easy going and will not really care what you do. And if asked for advice, he will grudgingly do it, but prepare for his type of 'constructive criticism'. With his cross ways and mysterious appearance. He is also very charming, and up close is actually a fine specimen of a tom. His broad shoulders and muscle add on to his charm. And if he is ever close to a cat, practically family wise or in love, he has a way with words that make them giddy or just happy. Up close he has a wise and benevolent look and add his messy hair and you got yourself a bad boy apprentice with a killer smile.
ll Caring & Protective ll
When he gets close to someone, Falconpaw does have his softer sides. Which are well worth the work. Seeing as you have to break through his shell first. He is not easily swayed by females,and it takes time to get him to truly fall for a cat. But when he does he can be the sweetest tom you've ever seen. And will love you forever, till the day he dies. He will always think of you first before all else, even himself. Which is not how he usually is. Anybody found in his heart that way will be well looked after, and cared for. With this he is also quite protective, and will let no harm come to the cat in question. And will see other cats as a threat, until their intentions are proven to him first. His brawn look, and muscle make any cat safe with him, as he is an excellent fighter.
Likes: being alone, running along the moor, hunting
Dislikes: other cats, whiny apprentices/kits, overly happy cats
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History: ll Kithood ll
Falconflare was born into WindClan on a nice day during new-leaf. His mother was Rosesong, an all white she-cat with green eyes. His father was Lightiningfoot, a grey tom cat with pale amber eyes. Together the two of them had two kittens, and one from their previous litter. The one cat born to their first litter was their daughter, a dark grey she-cat with green eyes. Whom they called Nightkit but with the past moons after her birth she was named Nightpaw. Around the same time Rosesong was expecting kits once again. This time having only two sons. the eldest son was a shiny grey tabby tom. His pelt greatly resembled that of a falcon, and so was then named Falconkit. The younger brother was named Thornkit. He was a white tom cat with amber eyes and brown points.
Falconkit was fond of both his mother and his father and during this stage was a happy kit. Though one morning Rosesong told them she was going off on a patrol with their father and a few other clan mates, and that she would return soon. Many hours had passed and still no sign of their mother. Falconkit waited eagerly for her return and suddenly outside the nursery there was some voices. Falconkit bounded out of the nursery to find his mothers dead body being carried in. His heart fell to his stomach at the scene. Some of the other warriors spotted him, giving him a sympathetic frown. Falconkit shook his head in disbelief, he did not want to believe what his eyes were showing him.
But when Nightpaw came along and was upset he knew it was all true. The only three moon kit was then assigned another queen along with his brother. After they no longer needed to suckle Falconkit grew distant from his other brother, and even the other kits in the nursery at the time. His sister and father often argued and that did not help his mood. Soon his father stopped coming to the nursery to see them, and Nightpaw took on the role as care taker of the two. Falconkit grew rather fond of his elder sister and often felt a bit more happy with her around. Soon she was made into a warrior the moon after given her name Nightlily. Within that moon his father had disappeared, some said that they saw him leave WindClan borders. Feeling betrayed and abandoned Falconkit's heart grew darker with rage and loss that he eventually became bitter. From then on most of the other cats had grown to dislike him, and Falconkit could really care less at this point.
Finally the tom cat had reached his sixth moon and was ready to become an apprentice of WindClan.
ll Apprenticeship ll
That morning Falconkit marched up to tall rock. His head was lowered but a sense of pride was in his eyes. Hearing some murmurings from his clan mates he pushed it aside. Some of them were rather worried about making Falconkit an apprentice and doubted his heart. Afraid that with his age he would become a danger to the Clan in seasons to come. But as his brother walked behind him they all seemed to smile, approving of the more happy of the brothers. Near the end of their ceremony he was named Falconpaw of WindClan. Not yet receiving a mentor, seeing as most were not to sure about taking on the role. Falconpaw did not mind it though. It gave him some more time to spend with Nightlily, while she taught him some things.
Such as the basics of hunting and fighting, the scents and most of the landmarks of WindClan. He enjoyed their lessons together though he knew that soon enough he would be assigned to some other warrior. Since then he had some temporary mentors, mainly trying out their luck with the apprentice. With no surprise he reluctantly did what he was told but of course not without a sharp remark now and then.
ll Warriorhood ll
Surprisingly enough Falconpaw was made into a warrior at his 12th moon. Some were a bit afraid of that and others were relieved he had made it into a warrior because of his attitude. Still as bitter as ever he still proves to so far be a good a noble warrior.
IC Example: Falconkit was curled up in the corner of the nursery. From the back he looked to be asleep, letting his breaths come out even and slow. The shiny grey tabby was in reality wide awake. His pale amber hues looked distant as he stared. His body and gaze seemed unmoving as the tom cat was lost in his thoughts. The memory of his mother he could have sworn he still smelt her scent in the nursery. Had it really been those two moons ago when it happend? Falconkit's eyes closed tightly with the memory of his already dark past.
Young Falconkit bounded around his mother. His pale amber hues stared up at her, love clear in his optics as he ran between her legs. "Mother! Where are you going?" he asked almost tripping over his legs as he stopped before her. Eyes wide and filled with excitement as he peered up at her face. She smiled down at him, swiping her tounge over his forehead. Patience Falconkit. Im going out with your father and some of the other warriors. I'll be back soon. she answered and his lips instantly turned into a frown. "Aww mother, can't I come?" he pleaded but she only laughed and shook her head. He pouted and she brushed her tail along his flank and disappeared outside the den.
That was the last time he saw her, well the real her. The cat they brought back to camp later that evening was only the outer shell of his mother. Falconkit's body cringed with the pain and his body shook. A paw on his back caused him to jump and look up to see the queen that had nursed him after her death. His pale optics instantly narrowed but he got to his paws to look up at her. She looked concerned but didn't say anything at first. Falconkit waited for her to speak. Wasn't she the one who came to him? He sat down flicking his tail impatiently. "What?!" he snapped and she flinched. ' I-- I only wanted to see if you wanted to come sleep by me. Your brother's already there. she flicked her tail to the white and brown tom.
Falconkit just stared completly brushing off her kind gesture. His ears flattened onto his skull. "I'm not a tiny kit anymore, you can stop acting like you care. Ok, i'm old enough to know the difference." he replied his voice bitter as her face went grave. It seemed as if she wanted to say something more but decided to give up. Are you sure? was all she said. Falconkit turned his face away from her, "Yes." was all he said. And with a sigh from her she went back to the older side of the nursery. Falconkit snorted and fully turned around and fell back onto his side. His back to everyone as he again stared at the wall of the den. How can they all pretend like it didnt happen? And how could they ask me to forget? Well I can't and I will NEVER forget.. With those last thoughts he let his eye lids slowly close.
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