Post by ö~Burningstar~ö on May 16, 2007 6:13:31 GMT -6
Name:Scorchingpaw
Age:7 moons
Position: Apprentice
Gender:Male
Clan:Airclan
Description: Scorchingpaw is a handsome tom. He had sunstriken fur, comparable to the sun. It is medium and calico patched, but with luxurious colours of deep yellow and orange, bright, flaming red, and light tans. His eyes are like his mothers, Burningstar. Deep blue core, fanning out to a light aqua, while the other eye is light lime green, circled by a deep, rich red. His paws have dark orange rings around the toes and ankle, but on the right foreleg, the rings are lemon yellow. His claws are long and sharp, the colour of dawn. His paws are large, put not big enough to tumble over. His tail is extremely long, curling up to his front paws, and the furs longate as they move down to the end of the bright orange tail. His nose is bright pink, his ears are large and his belly and chin are cream. But the last thing, is the small patch of light, creamy blue, that represents the shape of a cresent moon.
Personality: Scorchingpaw's personality well matches his appearance. Stunning. Knowing he is the son of the leader, Burningstar, he acts like a deputy, trying to act about the clan and make things get done. Although the young tom gets punished when he goes a bit to far, he still tries his hardest. Out of the clan, he is usually polite, and cooperative. Although, he gets out of control at times, and turns rude and hurtful, snapping at any cats that get in his way. He is often known through all the clans for 'sneaking' over to the other territories.
History:The history of Scrorchingpaw, isn't that much different from the rest of his siblings. He was born to her mother when she was deputy, and raised in another clan with their father. Until one day, disaster struck. A group of vicious rouges, yowling and screeching, flailing paws and snapping jaws, ran into the camp, attacking all the cats there. Their father hurried them away to there birth territory, then scrambled back off over the hills, promising to one day be back.
Though, he hasn't come back to them yet, they hope that their father will return. Mostly, Scorchingpaw wants to she his mom and dad together again. It is rumored that there father, ran back and fought of the rouges, only to suffer terrible wounds, and die later on. How ever, thoughs are just rumors, the real story is yet to be continued.
Age:7 moons
Position: Apprentice
Gender:Male
Clan:Airclan
Description: Scorchingpaw is a handsome tom. He had sunstriken fur, comparable to the sun. It is medium and calico patched, but with luxurious colours of deep yellow and orange, bright, flaming red, and light tans. His eyes are like his mothers, Burningstar. Deep blue core, fanning out to a light aqua, while the other eye is light lime green, circled by a deep, rich red. His paws have dark orange rings around the toes and ankle, but on the right foreleg, the rings are lemon yellow. His claws are long and sharp, the colour of dawn. His paws are large, put not big enough to tumble over. His tail is extremely long, curling up to his front paws, and the furs longate as they move down to the end of the bright orange tail. His nose is bright pink, his ears are large and his belly and chin are cream. But the last thing, is the small patch of light, creamy blue, that represents the shape of a cresent moon.
Personality: Scorchingpaw's personality well matches his appearance. Stunning. Knowing he is the son of the leader, Burningstar, he acts like a deputy, trying to act about the clan and make things get done. Although the young tom gets punished when he goes a bit to far, he still tries his hardest. Out of the clan, he is usually polite, and cooperative. Although, he gets out of control at times, and turns rude and hurtful, snapping at any cats that get in his way. He is often known through all the clans for 'sneaking' over to the other territories.
History:The history of Scrorchingpaw, isn't that much different from the rest of his siblings. He was born to her mother when she was deputy, and raised in another clan with their father. Until one day, disaster struck. A group of vicious rouges, yowling and screeching, flailing paws and snapping jaws, ran into the camp, attacking all the cats there. Their father hurried them away to there birth territory, then scrambled back off over the hills, promising to one day be back.
Though, he hasn't come back to them yet, they hope that their father will return. Mostly, Scorchingpaw wants to she his mom and dad together again. It is rumored that there father, ran back and fought of the rouges, only to suffer terrible wounds, and die later on. How ever, thoughs are just rumors, the real story is yet to be continued.
