Post by wolfie on Aug 24, 2012 21:46:44 GMT -5
Wolfeye
Male, 27 moons, Warrior/Deputy maybe, Timberclan
Male, 27 moons, Warrior/Deputy maybe, Timberclan
appearance
Wolfpaw is a gray tom with black stripes. His paw tips are white as well. He is broad and thick. His body is made for fighting, but also good at hunting. His right eye is pale-green with speckles of yellow, while his left is sky-blue. Wolfeye is half-blind.
personality
The once easily angered and frustrated tom has made complete change. The once self-wallowing tom has turn to a proud tom. He once hated being alive and blind, but now he uses in to his blindness to trick his enemies. He was able to come over everything with the help of a few others. He enjoys his life and is living it to his fullest. Wolfeye has actually become a friendly and a joy to be around, unlike before when he was moody and grumpy. He has stopped most of his snapping and growling.
This tom may have changed for the good, but he still has his flaws. He still get grumpy if his buttons are pushed. Wolfeye has a trust issue. He does not trust others as easily as others. That has its perks and its downs. Wolfeye trust his clan with his life, but not with his feelings. He would give his life for the clan no question asked, but I someone ask what is wrong with him he will not say a word and avoid to answer.
history
Wolfeye was born to Silverclaw and Blackstorm. He was the oldest of four. His brother and two of his sisters pasted away a few days afterwards It was just Wolfeye. He was half-blind. This caused a riffle between Silverclaw and Blackstorm. They had stopped being mates and Blackstorm refused to call Wolfpaw his son. He disowned him. Blackstorm was ashamed of Wolfpaw. He felt like his son would be nothing. Blackstorm was raised to perfection. If you weren't perfect you weren't worthy. Wolfpaw was far from perfect.
Silverclaw always watched her son with pity in her eyes. She never let him be alone or out of her sight. When other kits played Silverclaw pulled him away when it became too rough. This cause Wolfeye to resent his mother, because she never let him be a kit. Wolfeye soon drifting farther from his mother and the rest of the kits. He slept as far as he could from all of them. He wanted to be alone and not have his mother treat him like he was burden. This is where his self-pity formed for his self.
As an apprentice his attitude never changed. He got worse and worse. He hated everything and everyone. He felt so alone and he made himself alone, but his mentor slowly broke Wolfeye out of his sell. He made him realize he was really worth it. He was someone. He started to love the life he had. His training improved and he started working out ways to train with only one eye.
As a warrior Wolfeye worked even harder. He was up at sunhigh patrolling and hunting until it was moonhigh. The tom wanted to make up for his terrible beginning and show the clan he was worthy to call him a warrior of Timberclan.
sample
Within the shadows came a movement of a large tom cat. He was broad and thick with muscles. He paws were large, but fit his built evenly. He looked physically well, but once you look in his face, it’s easy to tell, this large tabby has his own problems. One eyes was a beautiful clear forest green color, but his other was a foggy sky-blue color. He has no slight in his right eye. Even though he’s half blind the tom has other ways of getting around. His hearing is a clear as can be. His ear pricked up at the sound of a mouse nibbling on a leaf.
Wolfeye paused and held still. The mouse was clearly on his right side, his blind side. The tom dropped into the hunter crouch. He had great trouble with this when he was an apprentice. He put weight on his right side always, but it kept him off balanced. Wolfeye slowly crept forward and listened to the mouse with his ears and kept his one good eye o the mouse. When, he was within and fox length he pounced upon the poor tiny creature. He delivered a swift killing blow to the mouse.
The dark tabby raised his head with the mouse dangling n his jaws. He gently placed the mouse at his paws ad looked up at the crystal clear sky. He let out a small purr enjoying the sight of it. “Thank you Starclan, for this kill. May you forever guide us.” Wolfeye scooped up his mouse and fetched the rest of his prey, before heading back to camp.
other
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