Yelloweye of Riverclan Apr 25, 2012 17:54:39 GMT -6
Post by dogtagxo on Apr 25, 2012 17:54:39 GMT -6
"So what if you can see the d a r k e s t side of me
No one will ever change this a n i m a l I have become !"--BASICS--
Yellowkit, Yellowpaw, Yelloweye
Gender :: Tom
Age :: 37 Moons
Description :: Muscular gray tabby tom with bright yellow eyes.
Alliance :: Riverclan
Position :: Warrior--PHYSIQUE--
AppearanceA strong, muscular build. Weighing in at twelve pounds with most of it being contributed to by his muscles. Fur length is at its longest around his neck and spine, remaining average everywhere else. Medium to long tail, although some may say it's average. His tongue is a fleshy pinky color, dark, while his nose is a dark pink-brown. The males paw pads are a white-pink color, but appear dirty because he rarely bothers cleaning those off.
AbilitiesIn battle, he's best up front and in your face rather than attempting to sneak behind you, because chances are he'll snap a twig or bump into a bush. His rather large size makes him a poor hider, but a great fighter -- that is, as long as he doesn't have to sneak up on you, which he rarely does. Poor at climbing trees but great at swimming. The younger cats think he would sink from his size, but the muscles actually help keep him afloat. Sometimes it even helps him swim up stream against the current.--PERSONALITY--
Likes :: Swimming, teaching, solitude.
Loves :: Fishing
Hates :: Murder, liars.
Fears :: Darkness, death, fire.
Flaws :: Trusts cats too easily.A kind hearted and strong headed tom. His soft spot is for clanmates, often forgiving them (even other clan cats!) for everything. Don't mistake him for being a total softy however. He can really kick ass in battle and isn't afraid to show it. The kindness portrayed is how he deals with his past (*see history). When it comes to love or friendship, he's actually an easy cat to befriend. He wouldn't turn down a friendship if offered to him. Would most likely try to fix anything he's done to anycat if they feel wronged by him, as well.--HISTORY--
Kin :: Unknown
HistoryHe was dropped off as a kit by his mother and father -- two loners who had heard of the clans -- given to Riverclan to be raised. They took him in, skeptical at first, but one of the queens promised to raise him as her own and so it worked out well. And soon the Riverclan cats found themselves pleased that they had taken him in as he proved a loyal, loving and hard working warrior in the end. However the queen that had raised him, the cat he saw as his mother, had one night been murdered on a walk. By a loner, no less. She was trying to defend the territory when it happened. Yelloweye swore revenge, but he wasn't ever going to be able to let go of what it was that he found out. After moons of searching for the loner that had taken his mothers life, he found THEM. A she-cat and a tom, both loners. Yelloweye had been on a patrol, so he was well backed up. The two loners, however, pleaded not to be killed. They pleaded to see the leader. Cautious about this at first, Yelloweye eventually agreed and brought them back to camp. Something about them felt... off. When they got there, the leader seemed shocked to see these loners, and brought them into the den. Soon Yelloweye was called in and explained that these loners were his true parents. And that they had never meant to kill his adoptive mother, but she'd tried to kill them and they had no choice. Yelloweye was offered to leave with them, but he refused. He refused to believe a lot, but he knew his home was with Riverclan, as it always would be.
What can we call you? :: Dogtagxo, Kah
Age? :: I'm over thirteen. xP
How long have you been RPing? :: For a while. I'm pretty literate.
How did you find us? :: Bluemelons
Secret word! :: Cheese
RP sampleFrom another site. o3o (On that site I go by lalx)
The lights above faded to darkness as the sun slowly began to set over the lake. Long shadows stretched like out like arms reaching for help, the branches of trees swayed in a soft evening breeze. A tom with golden-yellow eyes sat, tail curled over his forepaws, as he stared into the setting sun while the moon made its way into the dark blue sky. Silverpelt began to shine through, like a million eyes staring down on the four clans around the lake to make sure they were all safe. As another breeze swept across the landscape and ruffled Goldenstar's fur, he closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. It was at that time that the Windclan leader always felt most at peace with his surroundings. Eyelids lifted to reveal his eyes again while he stood to stretch and lift his head to the night sky.
"Goldenstar, you're still out? Have you.. made your decision on who will be the next deputy?" Whispered a raspy voice. The leader turned and nodded at the dark and ragged furred cat who swiftly turned back into the clan camp. Goldenstar didn't follow as quickly and rather took his time moving into the clearing and making his way toward the meeting place. The leader turned to face the already gathering cats.
"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather under the highledge for a Clan meeting." Called our Goldenstar, his voice loud and clear as it echoed throughout the camp. Whoever was not yet at the meeting had arrived then and sat down. Apprentices looked up with big eyes and elder warriors grunted sleepily. The dark ragged furred cat sat near the medicine den. "We have lost one of our strongest, bravest warriors I have ever seen today. They served the clan well as deputy and will be sorely missed." Goldenstar paused as the cats below dipped their heads in a moment of silence and sorrow. One she-cat in particular appeared more effected than the rest. "However.. the time has come to appoint a new deputy. I say these words before StarClan, that the spirits of our ancestors may hear and approve my choice." He paused as the golden-yellow gaze swept over the gathered cats one last time. "Spottedwind will be the new deputy." Declared the leader. The cats below chanted Spottedwind's name and the tom looked up with surprise and dipped his head in respect.
"I accept, and will serve the clan as best I can, Goldenstar." Spottedwind said. Goldenstar nodded in reply, and out of the corner of his eye caught glimpse of a star pelted cat who smiled and then vanished. A pride washed over Goldenstar again. He'd done the right thing.