Post by rene on Mar 19, 2010 9:45:35 GMT -5
Name: Sageflame Past names:Sage, Sagekit,Sagepaw, Sageflame
Age: 18 moons
Gender: Male
Clan: Shadowclan
Rank: Deputy
Personality:
Age: 18 moons
Gender: Male
Clan: Shadowclan
Rank: Deputy
Personality:
he is always talking, doesn't matter if it's a toad in the marsh, a clan-mate or someone at a gathering, he is having a long conversation. he isn't dull meaning his tone is monotone and he talks about nonsense, hr likes to keep up a conversation hoping to meet someone new and learn about them, or just talk to something or someone about his bad day to lift the stress off of his shoulders. However even if this is sometimes seen as a flaw he doesn't ignore others. If his leader told him to get something done he would nod and get the chore done, of course when he was finished you would see him right back to where he was talking away once more.Description:
he doesn't like it when something is unknown to him. he likes to make things known. This is both a flaw and a good quality trait. It is probably a bad idea to go explore what mystery could be eating the prey or what is blocking the river, but he goes to explore it anyway. Most times she comes back with a report, however sometimes he can't find out the answer. Most cats comment that he is to daring, and adventurous but he loves the thrill. This is what shows his fiery and outgoing personality.
Its a disappointment that he is a walking flirt. he enjoys the attention from she-cats however he does want to find that one cat who is perfect for him. Just like any other tom he fears liking two she-cats at once. However he knows where to draw the line and hope that this does not happen. he is also afraid of death. Not just going to starclan but dying in a gruesome way. An example would be dying in a fight, or being hit by a monster. he just can't take that thought like most warriors can.
His build isn't like most Shadowclan cats,however it is similar in many ways. He has muscles that ripple under his ginger coat, however, he is lithe and has the small build of a Windclan cat. Don't let his smaller size get the best of you. He packs a punchClan Page Description:
He doesn't have the colors of a shadowclan cat. It would remind you almost of Thunderclan with the bright neutral colors. His main color is like a beige but slightly darker for it is not tan. He has darker brown stripes that would remind you of the color of chocolate. His paws are socked white. His whiskers stretch long and are a light silver. His nose is a pale shade of pink with a small brown dot in the center. His eyes go perfectly with his pelt meaning that they are green. Green seems to match brown very well.You could almost say that his whole figure is a different shade of brown. he has no unusual markings meaning he has no scars or birth marks.
Sageflame-A mottled brown tom with green eyesHistory:
Apprenticeship: he was made an apprentie at 6 moons of age just like everyone else was. A few of those who trained with him are deceased but most are warriors in Shadowclan today. he had a strict mentor, he didn't like him. He was old and grumpy and way to serious as he remembered. he would come back from training with his tail dragging on the ground. he would hear the other apprentices excited about what they did in training. Most would talk about catching their first prey or learning some new battle moves. All he could say would be that he made him do chores, his mentor told him that clan moral came before hunting and training. When he was 8 moons old when most apprentices would be having their first assessment he was just being taught how to hunt and learned a few battle moves. Not a nice mentor but looking back at it he finally understood his method of training. It made him a respectable Tom. When he was 14 moons of age, his training buddies received their warrior names two moons before. he was given the name Sageflame. Finally. His work had paid off.Rp Sample:
His parents died, shortly after his ceremony. His mother and father deid trying to defend their clan, protecting their childen. Sageflame respects them for that however he still misses waking up and walking to the elders den and talking to his mom and dad. Life just doesn't seem that exciting anymore. Perhaps because no one can fill his mind with adventures that happened before he was born. His mentor was also one who died in the fight. Sageflame was of course affected but not as affected as his parents death. His words at his burial were "thank you" he had never gotten to thank him for all the hard work he had put into hid training. Today he has recovered from the tragic incident. he awaits his princess just like every tom. He received his first apprentice not to long ago, who went by the name Rookpaw. He is now a warrior and goes by the name Rookwing. His leader saw his great potential in leadership. At Rookpaw's warrior ceremony Shadowclan's leader chose Sageflame as deputy.
The wind pushed the reeds so they swayed from side to side. It wasn't gusts or zephyrs but a light breeze that was relaxing and carried the scent of fish to Riverclans territory. The sky was gray, but not the king of gray that meant it would drop rain any moment, but the gray that was not gloomy but calm. It was a time of peace for the clans. It was to good to be true and Sageflame knew it would not last long but you could only hope.
Most days she was going on one of her fantasy adventures looking for something perhaps did not exist. However this was not how it was today. Today her teeth dug into the scales of a trout, and her claws slashed at the tail of a minnow. Her terrible hunting skills had to be used today. For some odd reason the prey stock was very low. It didn't make much sense to her but she was only doing what Rookstar had told her to do. Bring back prey. Mission complete, she had a minnow and a trout. She knew other cats were out and about so her small share shouldn't greatly effect her clans hunger, however she wasn't sure if she wanted to risk that.
She dug up a small hole placing her proudly caught fish inside. She licked her muzzle getting a feel for that salty taste and knew at once that she was hungry. She could feel the deep rumble beginning to form in her stomach. She could see her reflection in the water. Small fish began to dart around. Her hunger overwhelmed her. with a quick flash she pulled out a fish and caught it neatly in her jaws. After a few moments two more small fish lay silently on the ground."One more..." She whispered. After a few moments she had another, however when she was done nothing was left of it. She looked around and pushed the remains back into the water. She knew that if she was caught she would be punished. IT wasn't a formal patrol was it? It was just her. Could she actually get in trouble? She picked up her prize and made her way back to camp. This would be her secret....
ooc:Female Sageflame
