Post by Ziggy on May 31, 2008 22:42:02 GMT -5
Name;
Oakstripe
Gender;
Tom
Age;
36 Moons
Clan;
SnowClan
Rank;
Warrior
Description;
Oakstripe is a massive tomcat, he looks formidable from his size alone but his stare is simply breath-taking. Oakstripe has broad shoulders, he is still a bit smaller than most toms but he is large compared to most SnowClan cats who are build more for running than climbing trees or stalking through undergrowth. His fur is long, a mixture of light and dark browns that let him blend in with his territory, he does have distinct black tabby markings and a long black stripe running down his back, giving him his name.
Oakstripe also has white chest fur and paws, his tail is fluffy like a feather, or like the rest of his pelt. His size makes him slower than most but he is still fast and lean, muscles hide under his long fur and his amber gaze is striking. He also, along with his white chest-fur and paws, has a white spot on his reddish looking nose.
Personality;
Despite his hostile glares at other Clan cats and non-Clan cats, Oakstripe is gentle with his clan mates, he would rarely snarl or snap at a kit unless given good reason and he respects most to all of his clan mates like a warrior is suppose to.
Oakstripe does seem to have a problem with non-Clan and other Clan cats, such as TangleClan, where he seems to loose all of his sense of caring and gentle-nature to be replaced by hostility and pride that, if broken, would make him more hostile than necessary. Around his clan mates Oakstripe is easy going, takes care of his duties, and is an overall loyal SnowClan cat, but around TangleClan he is snappy, rude, and a thorn in any cat's side. He is too proud for his own good and would not accept help from another cat, even if he is dying, which makes him weak in his own ways.
History;
Born to SnowClan, Oakstripe had always been a loyal Clan cat. As Oakkit he was quite a troublemaker, getting into all sorts of mischief and causing many cats to get onto him for something like traveling out of the camp. He was full of joy and bright enthusiasm as Oakpaw, learning fast how to hunt rabbits and such with increadible speed. Oakpaw was a quick learner and he learned how to care for his Clan well, despite being rebuked many times by making rude remarks about some of the elders who would have clawed his ears off for giving them wet bedding.
He was given the name Oakstripe for the long black stripe running down his back, as a new warrior he had seen his share of battles, some in which his parents had died in, but that wouldn't stop him from serving his Clan tirelessly. He became snappy and rude when he heard a TangleClan apprentice making rude remarks about SnowClan at a Gathering once, and from then on he had fostered his hate for the cats of TangleClan, only unleashing it at border fueds and disagreements. Though he hated TangleClan he wouldn't let any cat get off easy if they messed up, especially an apprentice that would disobey a direct order, just as he did when he was Oakpaw.
Kin;
Unknown/Deceased
Mate;
None
Crush;
None
Kits;
None
Role Play Example;
His eyes were narrowed in consintration, the fur on his neck was bristling as the tabby tomcat unsheathed his long and neatly curved claws. His prey was only a couple of fox-lengths away, unaware of his pressence and soon it would be dead and used as fresh-kill for his Clan.
He stared at the rabbit, his jaws itching to wrap themselves around it's throat, but he held up, scenting to make sure no other cats would disturb his hunting. Suddenly he sprang, running swiftly and dodging rocks he had learned were there from his apprentice days. The rabbit was almost his when suddenly a cat barreled into him, causing him to miss his prey. Oakstripe stared after the rabbit as it began to flee from his grasp, running down into it's den, the only sign it had gone for good was when it's fluffy white tail vanished.
"What was that for?" He snapped angrily, unaware that a TangleClan cat was pinning him down until their horrid scent hit the roof of his mouth.
The cat on top of him was mearly an apprentice, but Oakstripe couldn't deny that his size was amazing for an apprentice, but then again SnowClan didn't have many trees to climb, making their warriors light and smooth, built more for speed than for anything else. "How stupid," the tomcat sneered at Oakstripe as two warriors stalked out from their hiding places behind a couple of bushes, "SnowClan! Pff, what mouse-brains, didn't even notice me until I jumped on him!" The apprentice grinned wickedly at Oakstripe.
"I'll have all of your tails for this," Oakstripe snapped at the cats as they gathered around him. Suddenly Oakstripe had a feeling of dread creep through his fur, his amber eyes glowed with defiance but he knew that he was outnumbered and outmatched.
One of the TangleClan warriors was about to make a rude remark when a yowling came from above. All the cats looked up to see a fresh patrol of SnowClan cats racing down from a hill towards them and suddenly the TangleClan apprentice loosened his grip on Oakstripe's throat and that's when the tabby saw his chance. Pushing forward with all of his might, Oakstripe shoved the apprentice backwards and towards the ground where he lay there in a daze. "This isn't over!" Spat one of the warriors, but Oakstripe knew it was when he saw the look of terror in their eyes at the approaching patrol.
As quick as he had seen any TangleClan cat run, the warriors and the apprentice ran towards the border, tails fluffed out and ears flat against their heads as they dissapeared within the undergrowth. "It's not over..." Oakstripe snarled ominously as he lashed his tail, staring at the places where the TangleClan cats had vanished, "It has only just begun!
