Post by luna on Nov 20, 2008 14:17:56 GMT -6
Name: Nightcry
Age: 48 moons
Gender: Tom
Desired Position: Warrior
Short Description:
Age: 48 moons
Gender: Tom
Desired Position: Warrior
Short Description:
A sleek black tom with icy green occs.Description:
His fur is a dark raven black that seems to turn to midnight flames when in contact with the sunlight. His eyes stand out again his dark build, taking on a faded icy green hue. Many have said that their full of cold, dark, thoughts. . .Personality:
Although he may look cruel, that is in reality, a misunderstanding. This lonely tom is actually quite a softy and enjoys training apprentices and helping out in camp. Once you get to know him, you'll soon find that he is also a bit fragile. His feelings are easily hurt, and it takes a while for him to open up to strangers or cat's he doesn't know too well. That's why he doesn't have many close friends.Experience:
He was born into ThicketClan as Nightkit, along with his two sisters, Heatherkit and Breezekit. The three of them were rather close, and shared everything with each other.Picture: Other:
When they became apprentices, Nightpaw noticed that his sister Breezepaw despretly wanted to become deputy. She often boasted about how she would challenge the current deputy and take control of the Clan. She wasn't joking. . .
Time passed, and Breezewind, now a warrior, still harbored dark thoughts about ruling ThicketClan. But she wasn't going to be able to pull off her plans alone. Oh no, she needed help. She needed her brother, Nightcry.
On the night beofre the next gathering, Breezepaw had her brother go talk to the deputy about going out on patrol tomorrow. While he was distracted, Breezewind went into action. But instead of killing the deputy, she killed her sister, and best friend, Heathertail.
Shocked and dismayed, Breezewind left the Clan, never to return, leaving poor Nightcry alone.
Ever since that event occured, Nightcry has never been the same. He had been used by one sister, and in return, lost the other. He no longer had anyone to rely on, or trust. That is why he is now such a quiet and lonely tom.
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