Redfang-Tom-ThunderClan | Eternity's End

Welcome, visitor. Welcome to a forest where four Clans reside in constant competition, where loners and rogues struggle on the sidelines, where the strong are outmaneuvered by the weak and the brave make their own way through will alone. Welcome to a forest where StarClan does not speak, and no cat knows the reason for their silence. In a forest where nothing is certain, the only constant is the will of individuals to survive because every breath could be their last.

When the ancestors they vaunted went silent, there was confusion at first. Then there was panic and fear, unrest and blame. Moons passed without a word from the Clans' starry ancestors, and tensions rose until at last a bloodbath at Fourtrees put an end to the Gathering tradition. Thus began a period of silence between all the Clans of the forest—one which continues to stretch on with no end in sight.

Now StarClan has been silent for a full year, and chaos still reigns. ThunderClan and RiverClan are on the verge of war, and conflict within ShadowClan has split the Clan into two factions—the believers and the rebels. No cat hears from WindClan any more, as they keep to themselves and their so-called prophet, worshipping her in lieu of the ancestors who no-longer offer their guidance. As falling leaves herald the leaf-bare that is on its way, no cat knows what the coming moons will hold for the forest's four Clans.

Redfang-Tom-ThunderClan Mar 4, 2012 17:50:27 GMT -5

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Post by yoko on Mar 4, 2012 17:50:27 GMT -5

R E D F A N G

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[/b] First
»clan: ThunderClan
» age: 16
» gender: Male
» rank: Warrior
» status: Healthy
» mentor/apprentice: None

» description: solid red furred tom with amber eyes.[/ul]

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[/b] Redfang is a cat of average height and sturdy build. He has broad shoulders, a wide chest, and thick legs, but those traits are nothing out of the ordinary for a ThunderClan cat. He is not particularly built for for strength or speed, but in his training he's become increasingly flexible and good at jumping, as much as an average cat can manage. He is covered in bright fiery red fur that is long and wispy. He has no stripes but the waves and dips of his fur can create darker shadows sometimes. Of course, direct sunlight sets his fur ablaze. It is difficult to be stealthy with such bright noticeable fur but he manages by knowing the bushes and shadows well. His tail is long and bushy.

He would actually have a sweet soft face if it wasn't for his usual hardened expression and fierce eyes. His face sprouts many long white whiskers. His snout has a gentle slope up to his small forehead. His ears are tall and rounded at the tips. He has a sensitive pink nose and wide burning amber eyes. He's honed his senses excellently, but his hearing is the best out of the five.

» personality:

Redfang has evolved from a petty, selfish little punk of a kit to a well groomed predator. He is observant and intelligent in his planning, yet brutal in his execution. This is not to say that he is strictly good or absolute evil. He has a very complex code of morals shaped by his mentor Batflight and by his own experiences in life. He believes in loyalty to his can, not choosing mates outside the Clan, protecting and caring for kits, the sick and elderly first. He conveniently forgets that he doesn't have to kill to win fights, but he picks his battles wisely. He's a passionate creature, driven by his love for a certain few cats and his determination to be a better tom than his father ever could be.

His closest friends are the cats who also have a bond with Batflight. Although he and Batflight have a complex and volatile relationship, Redfang sees him as the father that he should have had. The other cats that Batflight has mentored and aided have become something like his brothers. He is protective of them and yet jealous of them as well. He desires a closer bond with them and yet he purposely drives them away.

He interacts with his clanmates in a less tense way. He doesn't care what they think of him. He does the best he can for his Clan and if he's appreciated that's great and if he's not then he never cared in the first place. He doesn't go out of his way to be mean, but he doesn't have much patience for stupidity.

He's not at all intimidated by she-cats. He can even be quite the gentlemen towards them (learned from Bluebird and Batflight). On rare occasions he might flirt but they definitely aren't on his priority list.

» background: Redkit and Swiftkit was born in early leaf-green to a beautiful but quiet young she-cat. She was a first time mother and the birth was easy but her litter was small. The father, Darkfang was unimpressed with the size of the litter and the size of the kits as well. He was a pure-bred ThunderClan cat but one would think he was ShadowClan from his attitude. He was ruthless and arrogant. He caused unnecessary skirmishes on the border and refused to fulfill some of his basic warrior duties. In the end, he had an argument with the Clan Leader in the clearing and walked out on the Clan. Heatherfeather, who had no other friends and believed that no other cat could love her, ran after him. She begged to go back for her kits, to take them along, but Darkclaw insisted that the kits would slow them down and they could always have more.

Abandoned at three moons, Redkit became bitter and mean. He had no illusions as to what had happened. If his own parents didn't want him then there was no way the his clanmates did. A self-fulfilling prophecy, Redkit drove away all of his friends including his own brother.

It wasn't until his apprenticeship that things started to change. His mentor was Batflight, a no nonsense cat that taught him discipline and how to channel his anger. Batflight was tough but patient in mentoring, and Redpaw quickly gained respect for him, for his honor and moral code. With no real social life, Redpaw threw himself into training and became an excellent hunter...and predator in general. He wasn't particularly strong but he was stealthy and in battle he would do anything to win. Batflight did not approve of his ruthlessness. They had a lot of arguments in his later years of apprenticeship, but the fact remained that Redpaw had all the skills to be an excellent warrior so he had his ceremony at 13 moons.

Redfang is not at all as his father was. He cannot imagine abandoning his Clan and does not go out of his way to start petty fights. In fact, in these times when StarClan is missing, he feels it is more important than ever to maintain out of clan bonds. One never knows when they might come in handy. He believes that StarClan has failed to deliver justice onto the Clans and so it falls into the claws of mortal cats to do so.[/ul]
immediate kin

[/b] No
» sons: No
» daughters: No[/ul]
extended kin

[/b] Darkclaw
» mother: Heatherfeather

» brothers: Swiftkit (NPC/possibly deceased))
» sisters: None

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