Post by pinecone on Sept 12, 2007 23:30:19 GMT 9
{ Winter }
Winter.
Male.
Town, though he occasionally goes into the forest when food is scarce.
Rogue.
Winter is a very pale cat, thus earning the name Winter. He looks like a dark cat covered in snow, and so in the winter the tom takes to hunting in the forest, because then he is almost indistinguishable from the tufts of snow. Also is a small cat, though whether he is small by nature or from his scrawniness no cat knows, not even Winter himself. He bares the marks of a cat living the town; while his fur is less battle-scarred, muscles are still apparent under his thick fur, as well as the smell of two-legs and crowfood.
Unlike most rogues and town cats, Winter is not a very hostile cat. His good-natured side usually shines through, but only when Winter can afford it. Most of the time he is fighting over food and shelter, and cannot afford to be nice. Winter has little respect for the clan cats, having hardly ever heard of them. To the tom, they are only a large band of rogues, he knows nothing about the Warrior Code or clan life.
During a snowy evening in the town, Winter was born. His mother was another rogue who lived alone, and thereforth during her kitting there was no one to help her. She died on the sidewalk that night, the cold and hunger weakening her, and the kitting delivering the final blow.
When Winter was found by a group of other rogues, he was the only one alive from his litter. He was given to another to rogue named Bone, who had recently lost her only kit. Bone raised Winter like he was really her kit, Winter was accepted into the band of rogues without any doubts.
Inside that band Winter became an 'apprentice' and was taught by Bone. He learned the best ways to hunt in the town, how to avoid the two-leg cat-catcher, and many other skills. However, every night before he went to sleep, an ancient rogue would tell about life in his old clan, SnowClan, before he was exiled for treachery. And while things like the warrior code where beyond the young tom's comprehension, and hung on to every word the tom had said.
At some point, Winter's group was driven out of their occupied territory. He had trouble regaining it back, and were forced to split up into smaller parties in order to fend for them self. Bone stuck with Winter, as well as another cat named Oreo, and ex-kittypet.
At some point, Winter, Bone and Oreo were forced into the forest by another group of rogues. From there on they were caught by a PineClan patrol, who made quick work of the exhausted, hungry rogues. Oreo was killed in the battle; Bone very badly injured. Winter also had some injuries on him. However, the two ended up escaping from PineClan territory to SandClan. Luckily for them, the SandClan patrol had already passed, and the two weren't attacked again.
Although Winter attempted to nurse his adoptive mother, she died that night, tainting the deep ocean with crimson blood. The tragic event of losing two of his dearest friends left Winter depressed, and he made his way back to the town, leaving Bone's corpse on PineClan territory.
Unknown { mother, deceased }
Unknown { father, unknown }
Bone { adoptive mother, deceased }
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{ Fier Neve }
Fier Neve.
Male.
Forest.
Rogue.
Fier Neve's pelt is a pure bright orange, with no hints of other colors. He is very proud of his pelt, despite the dangers it brings. His eyes are large compared to his broad, fragile looking face, and are a dull dark moss-green color. Neve is an average sized cat, neither small nor large. His pelt lacks scars, surprisingly, and his muscles are not so apparent as other rogue cat's. From his appearance alone, Neve doesn't look like someone who would survive as a rogue.
Fier Neve does not have a very likable personality. He is a quiet cat, and looks and acts quite a few moons older then he really is. Despite having no hate for the clan cats, Neve has no intention of joining them, believing his talents would be wasted in such a dull, strict place.
Neve's normally acts with some air of superiority, Preferring to keep away from large groups of cats, despite the fact that his medicine cat knowledge would prove very useful for the rogues.
Fier Neve was born as Amber of Wandering Flame, or simply Flame. He lived with the tribe cats for his kit-hood, then began to learn how to become a prey-hunter. However, Flame always had a hate for tribe life. He disliked the high mountains, and the obnoxious cats. Most of all he disliked his leader, who was an old tabby who used to be a cave-guard.
Before his training was complete, Flame ran away from the tribe. Nobody bothered to look for him, not even his family. Flame traveled for a moon, heading north to where he hoped to see what he had heard about from so many rogues; the Aurora Borealis, the Dancing Lights.
On the way, Flame ran to into many clans, but, not surprisingly, none of them offered the fire-pelted tom food or shelter. He traveled alone, hoping to be able to reach the north and settle there for good.
On the way, Flame met a clan of rogue cats, who accepted him into their clan. They too, where heading north, although for different reasons. Although Flame learned the Warrior Code, the name style of this clan was different, and Flame changed his name to suit it - to Fier Neve. In that clan, Neve became a medicine cat, and while he had no communication from StarClan, he still learned how to treat sick or wounded cats.
After a few moons, the clan broke up, and Fier Neve continued his journey north alone. It is only recently he has accomplished his goal.
Stream of Dark Ravens { mother, unknown }
Rain of Endless Fire { father, unknown }
Stars of Pale Light { sister, unknown }
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ooc;;
xD I'm sorry the tribe names suck. D: