Post by Bristleback on Aug 25, 2015 23:29:26 GMT -5
| bristleback | | windclan |
| tom | | 42 | | warrior |
bristleback is a silver tabby with strong but leathe limbs. like most windclan cats, he is skinny and willowy and speed is his game. but he is tall, even more so then others of his clan and sometimes that can get him a tad outcasted. but his kindness and generosity but other cats at ease.
he has vibrant black stripes that are easily identified by any clan and many outside of his own clanmates know who this strong tom is. bristleback has strong yellow eyes that can see through even the thickest of grass patches and some have even said he can see into your mind with his piercing gaze. but bristleback is not one to snoop and he keeps his thoughts to himself.
he has vibrant black stripes that are easily identified by any clan and many outside of his own clanmates know who this strong tom is. bristleback has strong yellow eyes that can see through even the thickest of grass patches and some have even said he can see into your mind with his piercing gaze. but bristleback is not one to snoop and he keeps his thoughts to himself.
bristleback is warm and kind-hearted. He has always been known for his kindness. Even as an apprentice he would volunteer to take care of gathering bedding and de-ticking the Elders just so that the other apprentices didn't have to do the unpleasant tasks. As a Warrior he would wake up to take the earliest hunting and patrols so others could sleep in. Apprentices would often bicker over who would get to be his apprentice (it was rumoured in their den that he was one of the easiest and gentlest mentors in the Clan).
He is very protective of his Clan but his soft spot has always been for the kits. They are the future and it is his job to inform them of the important things in the world. Although he has yet to need to, he will fight to the death to protect the kits of the Clan. Luckily, there are plenty of strapping young Warriors to do that for him.
Despite his growing moons, he is still incredibly fit and happy to take on his warrior duties. although it has always been his dream to retire and live in the elder's den, he knows his time will come and until then, he is happy to serve the elders he will one day join.
He is very protective of his Clan but his soft spot has always been for the kits. They are the future and it is his job to inform them of the important things in the world. Although he has yet to need to, he will fight to the death to protect the kits of the Clan. Luckily, there are plenty of strapping young Warriors to do that for him.
Despite his growing moons, he is still incredibly fit and happy to take on his warrior duties. although it has always been his dream to retire and live in the elder's den, he knows his time will come and until then, he is happy to serve the elders he will one day join.
MOTHER: Leafsong (60-72)
FATHER: Falcontalon (65-75)
SIBLINGS: Leaf-frost (42), Featherbelly (42)
OTHER FAMILY:
Leaf-frost's First Litter
Eaglefoot (20-24), Pumaclaw (20-24)
Leaf-frost's Second Litter
Root--- (8-15); Seedsparrow(8-15)
Eaglefoot's First Litter
Robbinpaw/--- (0-3), Stoneclaw (0-3)
Seedsparrow's First Litter
Dewshine, Emberspark
Root's Family
Mate: Butterfly
First Litter: Dragon, Sven, Hemi
Bristleback. The name rang fierce and true to any-cat who heard it. A brave and courageous warrior, striking fear and hatred into the hearts of his enemies, be them eagles or badgers or cats. One of the most respected warriors of all time, Bristleback is proud and true.
As young Bristlekit played around in the nursery with his brother and sister, the cats around them could tell he would become very strong. He was mentored by the best warrior in the camp, Skyhawk, who was a strict mentor, but a good one. He taught Bristlepaw the best moves to use in battle, which once won him a fight against two warriors and an apprentice, and the best ways to hunt. Soon, he became the proud Bristleback, a fierce Windclan warrior.
But even from the days of pouncing in the nursery he had loved to listen to the elders and their stories and he couldn't wait for the day that he would be that old and wise, when everybody would listen to him. He would spend hours just lounging with the elders and listening to them talk. He liked the sound of their raspy voices, cracked with age and experience. Over the course of his combined seventy-six moons as a fit cat he trained five apprentices.
He never took a mate. For a very brief time as an apprentice he had his eye on a she-cat but he never bothered to go after her and the small flame died away. Instead, he buried his love into his sister's family. She took a mate that made her happier then anything and the world and it wasn't long before her first litter was born. Bristleback doted on the kits almost more then their own father. Leaf-frost's mate died a few weeks before her second litter was born and Bristleback took an even stronger role in their lives. One of his niece's lives with him now in the Elder's den.
One night, about a moon after his first notion of retirement, there was a huge storm. It started fairly suddenly and the cats passed it off as a simple shower and took refuge in their dens - but not everyone saw the need to hide. One apprentice, under the impression that she would be alright, was outside of the buildings. Brstleback watched as a bolt of lightning struck a tree not far from where she was. Acting quickly (though not sure if she was actually in harms way), he leapt to her side and moved her out of the way. He was struck by the broken branch instead. Some called it bravery, others foolishness, but he saved the life of the future warrior, almost at the price of his own. His frail, aging body was struck by the branch of the oak tree as he pushed the apprentice to safety. Then the storm stopped as suddenly as it had started.
For three nights the medicine cat, watched over him, doing his best to safe the poor body of the brave warrior. The fallowing day, Bristleback was renamed Fallentree.
It took many moons for him to heal well enough to leave the Medicine Cat's Den. The move to the Elder's Den was one he had waited generations for and he was proud of where he now lived. Over the years, he has grown as much of a friendship with his old leader as possible with the recluse. Despite his pain and what aging has done to him, he wouldn't trade his experiences for all the youth in the world. He misses the old days, of fighting and hunting, but he loves being looked to for guidance from the younger cats and he loves being an elder.
FATHER: Falcontalon (65-75)
SIBLINGS: Leaf-frost (42), Featherbelly (42)
OTHER FAMILY:
Leaf-frost's First Litter
Eaglefoot (20-24), Pumaclaw (20-24)
Leaf-frost's Second Litter
Root--- (8-15); Seedsparrow(8-15)
Eaglefoot's First Litter
Robbinpaw/--- (0-3), Stoneclaw (0-3)
Dewshine, Emberspark
Root's Family
Mate: Butterfly
First Litter: Dragon, Sven, Hemi
Bristleback. The name rang fierce and true to any-cat who heard it. A brave and courageous warrior, striking fear and hatred into the hearts of his enemies, be them eagles or badgers or cats. One of the most respected warriors of all time, Bristleback is proud and true.
As young Bristlekit played around in the nursery with his brother and sister, the cats around them could tell he would become very strong. He was mentored by the best warrior in the camp, Skyhawk, who was a strict mentor, but a good one. He taught Bristlepaw the best moves to use in battle, which once won him a fight against two warriors and an apprentice, and the best ways to hunt. Soon, he became the proud Bristleback, a fierce Windclan warrior.
But even from the days of pouncing in the nursery he had loved to listen to the elders and their stories and he couldn't wait for the day that he would be that old and wise, when everybody would listen to him. He would spend hours just lounging with the elders and listening to them talk. He liked the sound of their raspy voices, cracked with age and experience. Over the course of his combined seventy-six moons as a fit cat he trained five apprentices.
He never took a mate. For a very brief time as an apprentice he had his eye on a she-cat but he never bothered to go after her and the small flame died away. Instead, he buried his love into his sister's family. She took a mate that made her happier then anything and the world and it wasn't long before her first litter was born. Bristleback doted on the kits almost more then their own father. Leaf-frost's mate died a few weeks before her second litter was born and Bristleback took an even stronger role in their lives. One of his niece's lives with him now in the Elder's den.
One night, about a moon after his first notion of retirement, there was a huge storm. It started fairly suddenly and the cats passed it off as a simple shower and took refuge in their dens - but not everyone saw the need to hide. One apprentice, under the impression that she would be alright, was outside of the buildings. Brstleback watched as a bolt of lightning struck a tree not far from where she was. Acting quickly (though not sure if she was actually in harms way), he leapt to her side and moved her out of the way. He was struck by the broken branch instead. Some called it bravery, others foolishness, but he saved the life of the future warrior, almost at the price of his own. His frail, aging body was struck by the branch of the oak tree as he pushed the apprentice to safety. Then the storm stopped as suddenly as it had started.
For three nights the medicine cat, watched over him, doing his best to safe the poor body of the brave warrior. The fallowing day, Bristleback was renamed Fallentree.
It took many moons for him to heal well enough to leave the Medicine Cat's Den. The move to the Elder's Den was one he had waited generations for and he was proud of where he now lived. Over the years, he has grown as much of a friendship with his old leader as possible with the recluse. Despite his pain and what aging has done to him, he wouldn't trade his experiences for all the youth in the world. He misses the old days, of fighting and hunting, but he loves being looked to for guidance from the younger cats and he loves being an elder.
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