Post by Scythe on Feb 12, 2007 0:28:06 GMT -5
Name:
Scytheblade
Age:
32 moons
Gender
Male
Clan:
EarthClan
Position
Warrior
Looks:
Scytheblade is quite handsom. His fur is pitch night black. There is hints of silverish fur and brown fur throughout his body. Scytheblade's eyes are an enchanting liquid honey colour, almost an amberish color. Scytheblade is a little igger than the average wolf, he is large and muscular. His paws are wide set, and hold deadly claws, his claws are stained a vermillion colour from blood. His tail is long and thick aswell. Scytheblade's head is neat and set to fit his large body. His ears and muzzle are scored with scarrs of old wounds. There is other scars throughout his pelt. Even though he is still quite young, he looks as if he is a senior warrior.
Personality:
Scytheblade is more of the strong silent type. He hardly ever talks to other cats, but himself. He seems to care for nothing else but himself. He often helps those in trouble. He will help around camp, but only the usuall things, hunting, fighting, training apprentices, all the usuall things. Scytheblade seems to always shadow insead of shine, he seems to always to be in a dark mood. He is a very deep thinker, he eems to always think over every problem. He likes to sneak out of camp at night, just to get the fresh night air. Scytheblade can be friendly to a cat, rarely though. He seems to hold rage inside, he often lies, he seems to always be in a nightmare. But lately, he has been letting his good personality slip into his old ways. Cats are starting to beleive it his not the real him. Scytheblade is still strongly pooled in his near past.
History:
Ah, Scytheblade's history. Once long ago, this evil wolf was born into the name 'Bladepup' with his bother Fallenpup, in EarthClan. He was once a happy little pup, lovable, playful, and cheerful. But that all changed. One day, as a newly named apprenitce, Bladepaw and his dear brother ran out of camp, reports of a rogue had been sent to the leader then. the two apprentices thought to ind the rogues and chase them away. guess what? They met the rogues. There were two of them, Adrian, and Sabri. They coaxed the new apprentice, convincing them to come with them. Fallenpaw refused and called to his brother, but Bladepaw did not listen. Something changed in him that very day. The talk of power and rebellion twisted young Bladepaw. Grudgingly, Bladepaw came home, but before leaving, made a plan for that very night with the rogues.
At night, Bladepaw snuck out of camp and joined the two rogues legion. That day, Bladepaw was no more, but the rise of Scythe. The new rogue battled the other Clan's killing wolves with no mercy. Scythe liked the power. Eventually he turned on his 'friends' and killed them, enjoying the once split power to himself. Scythe ran off into a distant land to perfect his skill. he learned to lie to get wolves to beleive him, he stole, he killed. One day, he came back to his childhood home, where he met his brother, Fallenleaves, the two fought. But they were evenly matched. The EarthClan leader then, pinned down Scythe and made a deal. He passed the rogues killing, as long as Scythe controled his skill and became a part of EarthClan, could he live. Scythe didn't want to die.
So, he came back to EarthClan, he fefused to change his name to Bladeclaw, the name offered to him. But instead, he became Scytheblade. Scytheblade plotted, t the rest of his birth Clan, wouldn't see day again.
Rp Sample:
Bladepaw snuck out of the apprentice den. He looked at his her's sleeping form. He would leave his life of luxery to join rogues. He wished his brother would come, but, sadly Falconpaw was set on becoming a warrior. Bladepaw snuck across camp grounds, then trhough the entrance. He was free now, to go where ever he wanted. He followed Adrian's scent. Adrian the rogue was the one who coaxed him to become a rogue.
eventually the young apprentice met with the rogues. Sabri and Adrian sat there, sneering "hello young Clan slave" Sabri jibed "you showed, how wonderful" the rogues laughed, almost musically. Adrian's dark emerald eyes look black in the moon light.
"Little Clan slave, what is your name?"
"Bladepaw"
Bladepaw's honey amber eyes darted back and forth to the rogues.
"Bladepaw, eh? well you are no more a Clan slave titled 'Bladepaw' but a rogue named Scythe" The newlyu named Scythe heard Sabri laugh.
"Remember Adrian, little Scythe here need to go through initiation" Adrian laughed.
"What initiation?" Scythe asked quickly. Adrain growled."The initiation, so no one reconises you, and the Clan thinks your dead."The two rogues jumped upon the young Scythe and clawed him, on the muzzle, ears, flanks. Scythe cried out as he felt the claws rake him. His blood splattered the dusty ground. The rogues stopped. Scythe was slumped over on the ground,a small pool of blood covered the ground.
"You lived Scythe, now you are one of us, now we have to get out of here, your cry might have awaked a Clan cat"Sabri picked up the barely conscious Scythe and rasn off.
Scytheblade
Age:
32 moons
Gender
Male
Clan:
EarthClan
Position
Warrior
Looks:
Scytheblade is quite handsom. His fur is pitch night black. There is hints of silverish fur and brown fur throughout his body. Scytheblade's eyes are an enchanting liquid honey colour, almost an amberish color. Scytheblade is a little igger than the average wolf, he is large and muscular. His paws are wide set, and hold deadly claws, his claws are stained a vermillion colour from blood. His tail is long and thick aswell. Scytheblade's head is neat and set to fit his large body. His ears and muzzle are scored with scarrs of old wounds. There is other scars throughout his pelt. Even though he is still quite young, he looks as if he is a senior warrior.
Personality:
Scytheblade is more of the strong silent type. He hardly ever talks to other cats, but himself. He seems to care for nothing else but himself. He often helps those in trouble. He will help around camp, but only the usuall things, hunting, fighting, training apprentices, all the usuall things. Scytheblade seems to always shadow insead of shine, he seems to always to be in a dark mood. He is a very deep thinker, he eems to always think over every problem. He likes to sneak out of camp at night, just to get the fresh night air. Scytheblade can be friendly to a cat, rarely though. He seems to hold rage inside, he often lies, he seems to always be in a nightmare. But lately, he has been letting his good personality slip into his old ways. Cats are starting to beleive it his not the real him. Scytheblade is still strongly pooled in his near past.
History:
Ah, Scytheblade's history. Once long ago, this evil wolf was born into the name 'Bladepup' with his bother Fallenpup, in EarthClan. He was once a happy little pup, lovable, playful, and cheerful. But that all changed. One day, as a newly named apprenitce, Bladepaw and his dear brother ran out of camp, reports of a rogue had been sent to the leader then. the two apprentices thought to ind the rogues and chase them away. guess what? They met the rogues. There were two of them, Adrian, and Sabri. They coaxed the new apprentice, convincing them to come with them. Fallenpaw refused and called to his brother, but Bladepaw did not listen. Something changed in him that very day. The talk of power and rebellion twisted young Bladepaw. Grudgingly, Bladepaw came home, but before leaving, made a plan for that very night with the rogues.
At night, Bladepaw snuck out of camp and joined the two rogues legion. That day, Bladepaw was no more, but the rise of Scythe. The new rogue battled the other Clan's killing wolves with no mercy. Scythe liked the power. Eventually he turned on his 'friends' and killed them, enjoying the once split power to himself. Scythe ran off into a distant land to perfect his skill. he learned to lie to get wolves to beleive him, he stole, he killed. One day, he came back to his childhood home, where he met his brother, Fallenleaves, the two fought. But they were evenly matched. The EarthClan leader then, pinned down Scythe and made a deal. He passed the rogues killing, as long as Scythe controled his skill and became a part of EarthClan, could he live. Scythe didn't want to die.
So, he came back to EarthClan, he fefused to change his name to Bladeclaw, the name offered to him. But instead, he became Scytheblade. Scytheblade plotted, t the rest of his birth Clan, wouldn't see day again.
Rp Sample:
Bladepaw snuck out of the apprentice den. He looked at his her's sleeping form. He would leave his life of luxery to join rogues. He wished his brother would come, but, sadly Falconpaw was set on becoming a warrior. Bladepaw snuck across camp grounds, then trhough the entrance. He was free now, to go where ever he wanted. He followed Adrian's scent. Adrian the rogue was the one who coaxed him to become a rogue.
eventually the young apprentice met with the rogues. Sabri and Adrian sat there, sneering "hello young Clan slave" Sabri jibed "you showed, how wonderful" the rogues laughed, almost musically. Adrian's dark emerald eyes look black in the moon light.
"Little Clan slave, what is your name?"
"Bladepaw"
Bladepaw's honey amber eyes darted back and forth to the rogues.
"Bladepaw, eh? well you are no more a Clan slave titled 'Bladepaw' but a rogue named Scythe" The newlyu named Scythe heard Sabri laugh.
"Remember Adrian, little Scythe here need to go through initiation" Adrian laughed.
"What initiation?" Scythe asked quickly. Adrain growled."The initiation, so no one reconises you, and the Clan thinks your dead."The two rogues jumped upon the young Scythe and clawed him, on the muzzle, ears, flanks. Scythe cried out as he felt the claws rake him. His blood splattered the dusty ground. The rogues stopped. Scythe was slumped over on the ground,a small pool of blood covered the ground.
"You lived Scythe, now you are one of us, now we have to get out of here, your cry might have awaked a Clan cat"Sabri picked up the barely conscious Scythe and rasn off.
