Post by Darkcloud on Mar 11, 2010 0:00:19 GMT -5
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Your Name/Nickname: Leah, but call me Thinking.
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Characters Name: Darkcloud
Clan/Group: NightClan
Gender: Male
Age: 27 moons
Rank: Deputy?
Family/Mate: Father, Tornfoot, died of old age. Mother, Sandpebble, also died of old age. Littermates, Owlpelt, Wetfur, & Midightrain, are all alive and well.
Appearance: When Darkcloud was born, his entire pelt was pitch black. His most noticeable feature was his dazzling green eyes. Then as the moons aged him, his pelt also aged. The sun aged it. So the pitch black faded. His pelt turned into a grey and cream tabby. But his eyes stayed the same. To this day they still dazzle the unexpected.
His pelt is soft, like most cats. He has very long whiskers, which work to his advantage. Especially at night, they really help him find his way around. He has broad shoulders, that go along with his long, muscular body. His tail is very long, maybe the same length as his body. He has a small nose and small mouth. He has very large ears, and they help him to be the hunter he is today. He is 13 1/2 inches from his paws to his shoulder.
Personality: Darkcloud is quite the gentleman. He listens to his elders and his authorities. He treats his clan mates with respect and treats them the way he wants to be treated. Most of his clan mates see him as the guy you always want to be. But none of his clan mates truthfully know him. They just see him as a stature, not a living breathing creature.
Darkcloud hides what he feels. He is afraid that his clan mates won't see him as a statue anymore. That's right, Darkcloud likes to be seen as a statue. He doesn't want anyone to care enough about him to ask about his "feelings". He likes to be hidden. Unlike many other cats, Darkcloud isn't afraid of his past. He doesn't care if he talks about it. No sad feelings overcome him when he thinks of it either.
Past: Darkcloud was born on a late night in the Skyclan nursery. He was one of 4 kittens. Darkkit was named Darkkit because of his pitch black pelt. His parents stayed in the nursery with the kits until they became apprentices. Both parents we're equally involved. Tornfoot helped the kits with a few tips. While Sandpebble fed them and cleaned them. Tormfoot and Sandpebble loved all four kits very much. Darkkit always was next to his mother. He didn't leave her side. He wasn't the one to fight with his siblings. Owlkit, Wetkit, and Midnightrain we all very active. They fought with each other and pretended to be in great battles. While Darkkit kept to himself. He got very used to it.It shaped his personality to be quiet, but still respectful.
When all four kits aged, they became apprentices. Darkkit loved his mentor. But again, he kept to himself. He learned quickly. He absorbed many facts from his mentor. He spent most of his time in the elders den helping out. He didn't become an apprentice quickly. He wanted to stay one as long as possible. His brothers and sister all became warriors before him. They used to tease him, but truthfully they were jealous of him. They too wanted to be apprentices again. Once you become a warrior, you do miss the old days. Being a warrior was a lot of responsibility to place on a cat. But Darkpaw didn't have that problem.
The leader of NightClan noticed Darkpaw's change of color in his fur. So despite Darkpaw wanting to stay a apprentice, the Leader had a ceremony for him to become a warrior. He named him Darkcloud because of his pelt and because how it was as if "clouds" hid his personality. Being a warrior wasn't exciting for Darkcloud. He did as other warriors did. Although, he was in the elder's den more then most warriors. It was a way for him to relax. It was as if he didn't need to think to take care of others. It was like second nature to him. He also loved elders. He loved to hear their advice.
He also was a great hunter. He loved to hunt alone. Just him and mother nature. He almost always caught his prey.
He just hopes he can prove himself to his clan, and one day he wants to be able to train his own apprentice.
Sample: A soft chuckled escaped Darkcloud's lips. "Sorry," he immediately apologized. He looked at her as he followed her further into NightClan territory. He felt as if she was the one. Darkcloud was the one tom you saw in the distance, just waiting for something. Was she the something? Or maybe it was a someone? Had he finally found his other half? He always dreamed of feeling complete. Being like Seafeather and Thunderstorm. He also wanted kits. He wanted to be a father. Be able to care for something besides himself. Be able to have responsibility for something that lives and breathes.
He broke his gaze from hers. He realized he was staring. Didn't want he to think that he was already madly in love with her. He didn't know much about Raincloud. He only knew her name. e was falling in love with who he thought she was. He hoped she was the girl of his dreams.
Other: this cat isn't very significant to me, so nothing really.
By: Thinking
