Post by I.vy;; on Jun 11, 2009 13:18:14 GMT -5
Brokenpaw of RiverClan[/center]
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Name: Brokenpaw
Age: 6 moons
Gender: Male
Clan: Riverclan
Rank: Apprentice
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Reason For Name: His entire weary-some life he was shunned upon, broken down, loved neglected and under-estimated by his run-away brother.
He also was the runt. He got his name by his cracked looking pattern on his fur. Almost like it was broken apart. He got the destiny in his name because of what a great cat he was expected to be.
Previous Names:Brokenkit
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One Sentence Description: Long gray pelt, with skinny black designs, ember eyes and is a tom.
Appearance: Brokenpaw's appearance won't fool anybody. His pelt is a beautiful gray with almost gray like thin markings
that are randomly placed around his whole entire body. Almost like cracks that separate every part. His nose is a plain shade of black
along with his underbelly. The tip of his large, bushy tail is black and it's longer than most's. His fur never grows, it only grows back. The pads
of his paws are thick, and very pale. His most shocking trait is his bright ember eyes. To some, they can lock anyone in a death glare.
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Personality: Obviously, grouchy and mean. Only very few can see the dim light inside this cat. His true love will see the young side of him.
Likes:
* Rabbits
* Thyme
* His fur [Ah. The ever so popular ego streak.]
* His passionate hatred for his brother
* Thunderclan
Dislikes:
* Most warriors
* Annoying kits
* Cranky, soggy elders.
* Marigold
* Basil
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History: ((Before I begin, I'd like to say I suck at History. ))
Twas' a cold dusky night of his birth. Adored. Brokenkit's ears flooded with welcomes and praise from both sides. Congrats! Aww! He'll make a fabulous warrior!.
And he and his brother, Hazelkit would've. But Hazelkit was the jealous one. Talked to rarely, the less attractive one. The not-so-cutesy, trouble making sort of cat.
Hazelkit never hid his hatred and promise to hurt the ones whom liked his brother more. On the other hand, Brokenkit hated the unnecessary attention of it all.
All the she-kits liked him more, and was respected by the tom's more. I guess you'd call him anti-social, but he knew that Hazel wanted it more. So, one day, he approached
Hazelkit one time during in a conversation with his clan-mates, and Hazel felt pretty confident. But, it turned for worse when one of the she-kits and him got into a
fight, and he lost and was thrown in the mud. At that moment on, he swore to himself that he'd kill his brother one day. And one day soon.
On the day of their apprenticeship, all the possible mentors PLEADED for Brokenkit, but he had stated he wanted to choose his own mentor. So, he had his wish. Hazelkit on the other hand, had to watch the fight over his brother. That moment. He realized that today was the end
of Brokenkit. That he was done. That he was the correct son to praise, not the 'wise' Brokenkit! He was worthless! Once Brokenkit's apprenticeship was called, every cat
in the clan cheered Brokenpaw!Brokenpaw! Then, Hazel made his way down after he was apprenticed. With a smirk to himself, he then made a battle cry, and pinned
Brokenpaw to the ground, about to rip his throat open. As soon as his jaws made they're way down, his own father had knocked Hazel off, and chased his own son
out of the territory. As the legend has it, his last words to his son were;; You are the same disgrace I used to be when I was younger. Leave.
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[/size]Who Are You :] I'm Tara.
How Did You Find Us I just know invis. I just know.
Other Characters: Well, If I do wind up even making them, I have Bloodfur and Sparrowsong
