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 Posted: Thu Jun 24, 2010 8:17 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Tigerfang.
I'm a proud member of NightClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 21 moons.
I'm a warrior.
My kin are all deceased. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
~ Cleanliness
~ Work
~ Taking walks in the forest
~ Fighting
My least favorite things...
~ Overly happy cats
~ Laziness
~ Babysitting
~ Anyone who makes fun of her large paws
And, my fears.
~ Being alone
~ No one loving me . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Tigerfang is not very social and likes to be alone, and when she is, she doesn’t like to be disturbed. She has fiery ambition, and won’t tolerate any play when there is work to be done. When it comes to problems or issues with the Clan, she is very good at solving them, stoically working them out with determination and focus. But when it comes to emotional problems, she has no idea what to do. She usually just stiffens up when met with affection. Stuttering and
stammering, she kind of makes a fool of herself, as well.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Tigerfang has a dark gray undercoat, with black stripes dotting it's surface. The fur length is short, and since she is kind of a neat freak, her fur is always shiny and smooth. Her eyes are a light green, with little flecks of yellow. There is a long scar that goes up and down her left eye, but it's barely noticeable unless you look really close up. Her paws are also abnormally large, along with long, razor sharp claws.
My history, don't go poking around!
Tigerfang was the only kit of her mother’s litter that survived. She didn’t like to associate with the other kits, for fear her littermates in StarClan might get jealous. Not behaving like most kits, Clanmates worried for her mental state of health. She didn’t play with random leaves or a twitching tail, bouncing around, full of energy. She just stayed in one spot, glaring and hissing at any cat who disturbed her quiet solitude. So she stayed away from other cats, and turned into a cat who was cold-hearted and sarcastically mean.
She doesn't know it, but she is a descendent of the dreaded Tigerstar.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 10:10 am
 . : About Me : .My name is Eaglesoar.
I'm a proud member of Nightclan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm 21 moons (1 year 9 months).
I'm a warrior.
My kin include Bramblefire.. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
-Fighting
-Most of his clanmates
-Making Nightclan strong
-Ambitious cats like himself
-Tigerfang
My least favorite things...
-Happy, carefree cats
-Weak cats
-Cats with more talking than fighting
And, my fears.
-Water
-Nightclan becoming weak
-Anything happening to Tigerfang. : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Eaglesoar is the great-great-great-grandson of the mighty former Shadowclan leader, Blackstar. He has inherrited Blackstar's massive build and mighty strength, as well as Blackstar's undying pride for Shadowclan, now Nightclan. He is big and muscular for his age, and shows great potential of growing into a strong warrior.
As a kit and early periods of apprenticeship, Eaglesoar was a happy, forgiving and outgoing young tom. He was the exact opposite of what is expected of a Nightclan cat. Whereas most Nightclan cats are fierce, battle hungry and menacing, Eaglepaw was content just to spend his whole day playing around. Many cats found him a nuisance, and he annoyed the whiskers out of most warriors, but it was almost impossible to stay mad at him for long, with his cheerful character.
As he continued to grow and mature, both mentally and physically, his way of thinking began to change. He started to show the proud and hardy Nightclan cat that was shown in Blackstar, with an undying dignity and refusal to succumb. He has also developed a fierce ambition to make the name of Nightclan feared, just as the name "Shadowclan" used to appear in kit's horror stories. Like the Shadowclan cats before him, he is fierce about clan boundaries and despises half-clan cats, thinking that the pure blood of the clans has been tainted.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Eaglesoar is a ginger tabby tom, with dark brown stripes running vertically down his body. His eyes are bright green, which radiates a sense of mysteriousness from him. He is among the largest of Nightclan cats, as well as one of the most muscular. He has a body built solely for combat and not for stealth or hunting, which is why his hunting skills are abysmal.
My history, don't go poking around!
Eaglesoar borne to a litter of three, with Bramblefire and Darkshadow. However, his memories as a kit are fuzzy, and has no memory of Darkshadow ever being his brother. His mother died right after he was born due to birth complications. Due to that he has never really known what it was like to have a mother. As a kit, he tried to be cheerful and cheer everyone up when they were feeling down. Even as an apprentice, that happy-go-lucky personality never changed. He grew to be big and strong, and was named "Eaglepaw" with the current Seaclan deputy - then Nightclan warrior Trouttail, as his mentor.
Eaglesoar's world was shattered when Trouttail was chased out of Nightclan, but at that time he was too young and immature to remember much. Ever since that incident, he has imprinted in his head that he should make an enemy out of the other clans, and that the other clans were not as powerful as Nightclan. That thought slowly grew into an ambition, and now his personality is a complete changeover from his young days. He hates Seaclan, especially Trouttail, thinking that his former mentor has betrayed him.
Recently, he was caught in a fight with a couple of foxes, leaving him badly scarred for life, as well as one torn ear.
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