Post by shadowstalker on Jun 16, 2011 23:02:06 GMT -5
shadowstalker;;
Name: Shadowstalker;;
Gender: Male;;
Rank: Warrior;;
Family:
Gender: Male;;
Rank: Warrior;;
Family:
[red]T[/red]a[red]l[/red]o[red]n[/red]
Shadowstalker's father.
A large, brown tom with
a few black stripes, the
'M' shaped marking atop
the crown of his head
signifying his breed as
your average tabby. //whereabouts unknown
[pink]P[/pink]e[pink]t[/pink]a[pink]l[/pink]
Shadowstalker's mother.
A thin, beautiful black
she-cat with ice-blue
eyes; this is where
he gets his appearance
from. His favored out of
the two. //deceased.
Pelt:
[/size][/b][/right] His whole body is adorned with an elegant, silky coat which is as black as the darkest of all nights. He is slightly long furred, though would probably be classified as short-hair by an average two-leg.
[blue]Eye[/blue] color:
[/u][/size][/b]His eyes shine brighter than the most delicate of crystals; his only way of being distinguishable in the depth of darkness. These were inherited from his mother, for they share the same, exact color and depth. The closer the blue trails around his iris, the darker the blue gets, creating a magnificent, faded, almost artificial gradient-looking masterpiece of sight.
[white]Distinguishing[/white] [red]Marks:[/red]
[/u][/right][/size][/center]A scar, which is placed directly over his right eye, is able to be seen. It bears a dark, pink color. He doesn't think of it as a burden, but as a trophy from the battles he has one, despite his state of mind which is consistently haunting him.
Body type:
[/u][/size][/center][/size]Shadowstalker is a large cat, so this takes away his advantage of being very agile and able to preform quicker movements. He more relies on brute strength because of this, but it's also a flaw. His legs are long and muscular, body length a bit longer than average.
[purple]Biography:[/purple]
Shadowstalker was a normal kit at one point in his life. Most of the time he cannot even fathom such a thing.. Even if she is gone, he must live, live for her. He has thought this many times, but this does not stop him from being captivated by the voices in his own mind, screaming at him. Telling him to unleash his claws and force his own insanity upon those who question him. But, this insanity had to incubate for a while to become such a reality to this poor feline.
In his early days as a kitten, Shadowstalker, at the time simply named Shadow, lived with his mother Petal and his father Talon. Talon was a bit of a high-strung tabby, a kind of cat that Shadow wanted to stay away from, but he still respected his father with every ounce of his tiny being. The family was a loner family, one that lived in the forest but stayed well away from the Clans that ruled. Their small piece of territory was one that Shadow adored, but he was always escorted everywhere by his mother to allow him to play. To get to the water source the family needed, a large thunderpath stood in the way. However, Petal had been a house cat; she knew the proper word as a road. The kitten took more after her than his father, so he grew up saying it that way and still does, causing a bit of confusion from cats in his permanent home.
Shadow and his parents were taking the daily cross over the road, when the kit forgot to look. Not paying attention was his fatal downfall; his mother screamed out his name, making him look to his side; a car was a few yards away from him. The kit froze, staring up at it with horror. Something ran into him from his side, though it wasn't what he was expecting. He rolled over a few times, shaking his head once he regained himself. The sight was horrifying.
His mother was laying in the midst of the road, her mouth gushing with blood. Her crystal eyes were gazing directly upon her son, though her expression was soft. She was smiling to him. Trying to tell him that she loved him one last time, her heart failed; her life was then stolen from her.
Deeply scarred by this, Shadow did not talk for days, as well as his father. The two hadn't really given each other a chance before, but as the days wore on, things only got worse. The morning he would never forget then happened.
The sun was just coming up over the horizon. He remembers his scruff being lifted and his eyes finally blinking open. His father was carrying him, destination unknown.
"D-Dad..? Where are we going?"
He was given no answer.
Shadow was finally set down in the middle of the forest, strange new smells of cats making his head whirl. Talon turned to leave; the kit tried to follow.
"Stay, you idiot!"
"B-But..?"
"It's your fault that she's dead! I can't even stand to look at you anymore! If I ever see you again, I'll slash your throat and leave your body for the buzzards, do you understand?"
Shadow remained silent and watched his father leave. Distraught and abandoned, the kit walked around for days until he came upon some cats that obviously took him in. He doesn't remember much after that; it's all a large blur. He awoke in the midst of a den with cats he did not know; he was told the area was called RushClan. Eventually he was made into a warrior, given the name Shadowstalker for his ability to blend in the with shadows.
This has been his home ever since, but the insanity inside him grows everyday; he is never left alone.
[red]Skills:[/red]
[/u][/size]- Stalking
- Strength
- Battling
Theme song:
[/right][/u][link=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=erOnfVSw1GE
[/center][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]
i'm the one who pulls on on the strings, son
you're lucky i don't kill you
where you [red]stand.[/red]
look at you, you miserable fool
get off your knees, and your
prayers fall upon deaf ears
god's turned his back on you
heaven's gates are shut
and now you're knocking
on the devil's door [red]<3[/red]
[/size][/i]you're lucky i don't kill you
where you [red]stand.[/red]
look at you, you miserable fool
get off your knees, and your
prayers fall upon deaf ears
god's turned his back on you
heaven's gates are shut
and now you're knocking
on the devil's door [red]<3[/red]
