Post by soulechan on Aug 7, 2010 14:19:10 GMT -5
Grayfrost of RiverClan
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Name: Grayfrost
Age: 19 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: RiverClan
Rank: Warrior
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Reason For Name: The first part of his name comes from his gray pelt, and the second part comes from his light blue eyes.
Previous Names: Graykit, Graypaw
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One Sentence Description: A handsome silver tabby tom with pale blue eyes and a crooked tail.
Appearance: With a silvery, sleek, tabby pelt and striking ice blue eyes, Grayfrost is very handsome- and he knows it. He has short, silver fur with dark gray stripes that run across it. His teeth are kept clean by swishing water through them whenever possible, and his claws are neatly sharpened daily. Though his legs are well muscled from moons of swimming, power isn't his strong suit; he is more built for speed. Like any other RiverClan cat, Grayfrost's fur is dense, oily, and waterproof. He has a gray nose and short whiskers. His legs and tail are long, and he has a crook in his tail from an accident as an apprentice.
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Personality: Grayfrost is a purebred clan cat. So, you might think that he's responsible, selfless, and mature, right? Wrong! He's arrogant and quite the ladies' tom- at least in his own opinion. The she-cats end up trying to claw his eyes out nine times out of ten (and usually the one out of ten is them using their gender to manipulate him), but he never fights back, not even attacking a she-cat of another clan if he can't help it! However, there's a bit more to him than obnoxiousness and chivalry, he can be very kind and loyal to those whom he loves. However, he only truly loves his family and mentor, Grassclaw, because he has too big of an ego to get to know anyone else. Though he's not mature enough to knowingly give his life up for RiverClan, he'll gladly defend it and all of its members (especially the she-cats xD). He loves gazing up at the moon and stars at his ancestors and will even take time out of his grooming schedule to take a starlit walk.
Likes: She-cats, Moonlight, and Water
Dislikes: Grumpy toms (he considers them grumpy if they disapprove of his antics) and mud.
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History: Grayfrost has a rather uneventful history. He was born and raised in RiverClan, one of the two kits of warriors Silvertooth and Stripefur, both of whom are still alive. He has a sister, named Streamfeather, who is considerably more mature than her brother.
As a kit, he was very adventurous. Stripefur had to block the nursery entrance to keep him inside by the time he was three moons old! When Graykit wasn't out roaming about, he was playing with Streamkit, who even then was considerably more mature than him.
When he turned six moons old, both he and Streamkit were given their apprentice names. Graypaw was assigned a senior warrior named Grassclaw to mentor him. Grassclaw thought that he would be easy enough to mentor because he was eager, but he soon found out that Graypaw's true passion lay in wooing the female apprentices! Grassclaw used this to his advantage in training him, because he couldn't correct his antics. One time, while he was paying attention to female apprentices instead of where he was going, he tripped on a burrow and landed hard on a rock, permanently damaging his tail. When it came time for him to be made a warrior, alongside Streampaw, his leader went as far as to tell him, "Grassclaw has taught you well. If only he could break that womanizing habit of yours!" The entire clan purred with light-hearted laughter, and he was given his name Grayfrost. Since then, he has served RiverClan- or at least its she-cats- loyally.
IC Example: "And by fishing with your shadow away from the water, fish will have no idea- Graypaw, are you even listening?" The answer was obvious. Graypaw was currently staring at Brownpaw, his current crush, who was giggling with Streampaw. Well, more like the only she-cat his age within eyesight that wasn't related to him. That's what usually defined his crushes.
"Of course I am, Grassclaw," he lied, since it was obvious that he wasn't paying attention.
"In that case, show me your hunting skills."
Nodding, Graypaw took his eyes off of Brownpaw for a moment. Quickly spotting a dark silhouette under the brook, Graypaw unwittingly jabbed his paw in the water, claws unsheathed, wanting to show off. But he was inaccurate, and ended up falling into the river. The fish was far downstream by the time he recollected himself. "And that's why we pay attention to our mentors, not she-cats. Got it, Graypaw?" Grassclaw purred. Grumpily, the young tom muttered a "Yes, sir," before climbing out of the brook and onto dry land.
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