Post by :c a i: on Oct 27, 2009 16:53:06 GMT -6
Age: 34 moons
Gender: Male
Clan: ThunderClan
Apprentice: None
Rank: Warrior
Mate/Crush: Gnh.
Kin:
Leopardflower † [Mother; ThunderClan; NPC]
Tigerheart - [Brother; ThunderClan; Cai];
Sparrowfur - [Brother; ThunderClan; NPC]
Shall shine like the gold
As I guard o'er the fold
As I guard o'er the fold
Description:
colossal, powerful, exotic, golden, handsome, l e o n i n e
A great lion of a cat, Flameclaw is larger than his two brothers with his broad shoulders and visibly powerfully muscled limbs. His great size is a vast advantage for him in battle, for he strikes with strength enough to send a cat sprawling. His pelt is a fiery gold and as sleek as velvet, striped with striking black all over his body. All three brothers share this eyecatching trait and it is easy to mix them up when not familiar with them. Flameclaw simply exudes strength and physical power, taking pawsteps with such assuredness that it seems he could never stumble. Now in peak condition, his coat is glossy, his huge claws sharpened and his muscles well-defined. He is a handsome creature with the exotic beauty that runs through his family, as if he belongs in a forest far from the territory of ThunderClan. Regal golden eyes blaze in an expression which only heightens the look of quiet power about this cat, and it is only when confronted with his closest kin and friends when the facade of unshakeable strength gives way to a cat with a tender smile.
Personality:
w i s e, courageous, authoritative, loyal, loving, f r i e n d l y, charismatic
Fire and innate generosity combine into a heart of courage and valour in Flameclaw. He fights with passion and determination, walks with the a kingly nobility and smiles with the warmth of a best friend. It seems as if tenderness should be a foreign idea to a cat with Flameclaw's prowess in battle and unshakeable courage, yet to look closely reveals rare moments where the tenderness of a cat with a heart as gentle as a lamb's breaks through the battle-hardened exterior. Flameclaw has the indomitable spirit of a warrior, yet he loves more things and more cats than he would care to admit. Be it about his kin, his friends or his Clan as a whole, Flameclaw cares, and he is a jovial, warming cat to be around.
Somehow Flameclaw is a cat with such natural authority and leadership that it is easy to follow his orders, for he is trustworthy and honorable, clever and decisive. When things get tough, Flameclaw never runs. He draws out the faintest hope and turns it into a light at the end of a tunnel. Strength of body and mind runs through the blood of Flameclaw's family and he certainly has not failed to inherit this. Ultimately, he is a cat of wisdom and clever plans; with Flameclaw, when something is worth fighting for, all becomes possible. The combination of Sparrowfur's empathy, Tigerheart's focus and Flameclaw's leadership makes the three brothers a powerful union, valuable assets in an otherwise depleted Clan. Yet more sociable than either of his brothers, Flameclaw is the most approachable and possibly the one with the clearest mind. With him, a promise is something never to be broken and a destiny is something to be pursued. Everything Flameclaw does is for the good of his Clan and Clanmates and those to whom he gives his affection and protection have a great-hearted cat on their side.
History:
In the heart of leaf-fall, when the world was full of rich red, brown and gold, a fragile she-cat gave birth to three kits whose golden fur matched the time of year perfectly. They were strong and healthy, but their mother was not. Living to give the three toms their names and no longer, Flamekit, Tigerkit and Sparrowkit found themselves under the care of the one other queen in the nursery who was the mother of just one and was able to care for the three newborns too. She treated them like her own sons, even if they were not of her blood. The three kits were safe and comfortable and were blissfully unaware of their being parentless and under the care of a foster mother. Only when the kits were old enough to be bouncing around the nursery with all the energy of the young did the revelation that their mother was indeed not the she-cat who had nursed them, but an unknown stranger who had left them before knowing them.
When they asked about their father, Flamekit and his brothers got no answer from any cat. It seemed that their mother had kept a secret which she had carried to StarClan with her.It was impossible to tell who had fathered the three toms who were growing in strength and power every day. No cat in the Clan resembled them, for their glorious striped golden fur was quite unique amongst the other ThunderClan cats. Deciding not to worry about what he could never know, Flamekit simply accepted his foster mother as his mother and forgot about the mystery of their paternity. In any case, he had more important things to focus on: Becoming an apprentice, which would happen so very soon. Up until this point, his brothers had been just as any young toms would be. They were inexplicably energetic all the time and played in the spirited way which all kits do. Flamekit naturally led his brothers, somehow slotting into the position of biggest and oldest.
When the time finally came for the kits to receive mentors and become apprentices, Flamekit was not surprised when he sensed his brother Tigerkit's huge excitement building. Tigerkit had never kept it secret that he dreamed of great things, and somewhere secret, Flamekit had dreamed these things too, yet he kept his paws on the ground and avoided nurturing them too strongly. Oh, he understood Tigerkit's mind perfectly. Which cat would not want to be known and respected as the greatest warrior in the forest? Which cat would not want their name to be held with great honour? Flamekit understood his brother's passion and even shared it, but at the same time he worried. He worried that his brother would not control the ambition in his heart and would allow it to rule his head when he began training and placed his paws upon the path which would decide his future. Watching him, so full of talent and eloquence and plans, it was not impossible for Flamekit to believe his brother would choose the wrong path, and so he set it upon himself to make sure it never happened. Just six moons old, Flamepaw decided to be the secret influence on his brother, just pushing him gently towards the right decisions. He made sure he, Tigerpaw and Sparrowpaw stayed very close, sharing all their ideas and hopes. Flamepaw was clever, pointing his beloved brother in the right direction without anyone ever knowing.
Growing rapidly and now sure that Tigerpaw was facing vaguely the right direction, Flamepaw could focus on his own training. At eight moons old, he was amongst the biggest and strongest of all the apprentices, even the ones several moons older than him. His potential as a fighter was pointed out to be great indeed and it was this field in which he excelled. He was liked well enough too, for he was generally good-tempered and friendly to most cats. He even had a few of young she-cats along the way who giggled and gushed their way over and attempted to flirt with him. Still very young and considering she-cats to be practically another species , Flamepaw was rather bemused by this attention and, though he was kind to them, he pretended not to realise what they wanted and spent most of his time with his brothers instead. In fact, Flamepaw took a while to even consider the idea of falling in love and when he did, he decided that it would definitely have to be with a she-cat who wasn't giggly and silly. No, he definitely didn't plan on falling for a she-cat who seemed to have lost her brain during battle training.
Flamepaw, Tigerpaw and Sparrowpaw were all made warriors on the same night. It had been obvious that the time had come for them to become warriors, for they were all so adept at their apprentice tasks that they felt like warriors already. It was a night of pride for the trio, for after all their hard work, they had received their rewards. It had been quite a short time in training for the three, since they had worked hard and honed natural abilities and were ready to be warriors just before they turned twelve moons. Flameclaw knew that a chapter of his story had been completed on that night, but that there was a great many more to be added.
Roleplay example:
This is Flameclaw V. Or is it VI...
Other:
I am a giant
I am an eagle, oh
I am a lion
Down in the jungle
I am a marchin' band
I am the people, oh
I am a helpin' hand
I am a hero, oh
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