Post by darkangel on Sept 10, 2010 19:51:14 GMT -5
Name Scarletkit, Scarletpaw, Scarletclaw
Age 42 moons
Gender Male
Character TypeCat
Alliance - ThunderClan and now, more currently, StarClan
Rank - Warrior (though he is dead)
Picture -
(please imagine him with a red pelt, seeing as I couldn't find an adequate enough picture.)Appearance - Taking after his sister, Gingerstar, he has a ginger pelt, though more russet and red than hers. He has a long-haired, fluffy pelt, and sometimes this is an advantage, sometimes a disadvantage. He easily gets hot during hot days, but fortunately the could never seems to bother him. His claws are usually sharp, and they can unsheath easily. It's hard to keep his fur from getting tangled and scraggly, but he does his best to keep it well groomed. His pelt is entirely the same shade, underbelly and overbelly, all a red russet hue. He is not utterly heavyset, but he is more on the large and heavy side than thin and wiry. He has the normal speed of a cat, which Gingerstar as a kit never ceased to tease him about, but his strength is of that of a badger, and his ferocity in attacks can't compare.
Personality - Like his sister, he makes it a priority to make sure the clan is alright before doing anything to benefit himself. He enjoys fighting for his clan and his honor more than hunting, though he would be glad to do both. He is very kind towards friends and is a compassionate soul. He never got the chance to have a mate, but now as he looks back on his life, he wishes he had. While he was still alive, he loved to visit the queens and kits, and the kits especially. He never tired of the Elders' stories, no matter how old he grew. He tries his best to make smart decisions, but he sometimes makes the blunder of rushing into them instead of thinking it through. He can be ferocious and cruel towards his enemies, and sometimes he doesn't even do this on purpose; it can be automatic for him to treat his enemies that way. Overall, he can be compassionate and kind, and he can be cruel and fierce, so you'd better watch out if you're his enemy!
History - Growing up and trying to measure up to Gingerstar was hard for him, but he managed to keep up. As a kit he loved to romp around with his sister and play-wrestle, always aspiring to be the best warrior ever. As an apprentice, he enjoyed all of his battle training sessions, and regarded hunting as "boring". As he matured, he realized the importance of hunting and how enjoyable it could be if he kept his mind concentrated. Halfway through his apprenticeship, his parents were killed in a fox attack. They died valiantly saving kits and queens of the clan, and he was not at all ashamed of this. He continued on his apprenticeship with a heavy heart, though, but he excelled at hunting once he put his mind to it, and was swiftly made a warrior. As Scarletclaw, he still preferred battling, though he would do whatever he could to defend his honor and his clan. One day during a border patrol with Gingerstar (then, she was only 'Gingerfur') and the leader before the last, and they scented badger. The three of them hurled themselves into the battle, and after a ferocious and costing battle, the badger lay dead at their feet, but unfortunately Scarletclaw had to watch the last half of the battle.
This was how he had died.
Roleplay Example - Scarletclaw romped happily after the two other cats. The leader before last and Gingerfur(star) were in the head of the patrol, but he walked a few tail-lengths behind his sister.
"Glad to get out of the stuffy camp, hmm?" he purred playfully.
"Of course you'd think it's stuffy, you furball, you never stop rolling in those leaves with those kits, do you?" she meowed back, though the sense of mirth in her mew was not lost.
Suddenly, the leader before last stiffened. "QUIET, you two!" she hissed.
Gingerfur(star) and Scarletclaw both stiffened at once. "What?" whispered Scarletclaw.
Gingerfur(star) slammed her tail across Scarletclaw's muzzle to silence him.
"BADGER!" snarled the leader before last, dropping into a crouch. The two other warriors quickly followed suit. They crept forward.
"We'd better take this one on our own, we won't have time to fetch reinforcements," meowed the leader before last. "Let's...GO!"
They all launched themselves at once at the badger. The fight was a fierce one, and one of the hardest ones Scarletclaw had experienced in his short lifetime. He clawed and scratched at the badger in every bit of badgerflesh he could reach; he was glad that he had sharpened his claws in camp before they came out. The badger reared and threw the leader off. The leader groaned.
Scarletclaw fought all the harder. He yowled in frustration as the badger kept coming back in new bouts of rage. Finally, it turned and raked its claws through its throat.
All went black for him.
As he had watched from above, Gingerfur ended up successfully tearing out the badger's throat. He watched as she gave a wail as she inspected his mundane corpse.
His throat convulsed. "Gingerfur--!" he meowed, a rasp that sounded strangled coming out from his throat.
He leaned down as if he could touch noses with her, share tongues, or something...
But it was no use. He was truly with StarClan now.
Codeword Bluefire
My fanfic needs critique: 
