Post by obsidianfang on Aug 13, 2007 12:12:54 GMT -5
Name:
Limeshadow
Age:
3
Gender:
Tom
Appearance:
Limeshadow has a shorthaired, obsidian black coat that shines in all light. He has long limbs and medium sized paws and ears. His tail is long and thick, great for balance. The inside of his ears are a tan-ish brown color that sets them apart from the rest of his dark pelt. He has a small, black, leathery nose and a square, strongly difined muzzle. He has a thin frame, but his shoulders and haunches are very sturdy and strong, the bones are indeed thicker here. His head is rounded and his ears are set a good distance apart on the top of said head. Lime's whiskers and eyebrow whiskers are a solid black and blend in with his pelt. His eyes are big, round and wide and are a bright lime green color that glow at night and reflect a lot of light.
RP Example:
The trees swished gently in the gentle wind that rushed through the glade and the small scratching of mice sounded lightly against the darkness. The noise stilled and then the pattering of little clawed feet invaded the silence and then silence reigned for a moment in time. The shadows shifted and green orbs glowed as the eyelids of the creature opened to look. The shape shifted and stretched, nails flashing in the moonlight and then disappeared just as fast.
The cat stalked out of the bush, black satin pelt brushing the low foliage as the feline picked his way around the particularly boggy parts. He twitched his tail and one tan lined ear flicked back as the toes sunk into the soft dirt before flipping foreword at the sound of another cat in the darkness. The cat sat down on his bum, tail curled around his paws and his body straight and rigid. His green eyes trained on the spot as the other cat slid out of the night.
"Good Evening Limeshadow. Why do you wish to meet me here?" the young tabby asked, her soft voice echoing around them, radiating into the silence. She was shabby and skinny, the food had been scarce for the young apprentices. Unlike her, Limeshadow was sleek and muscled because he stole others' food on a daily bases. The she-cat shifted her weight as she entered the light of the glade, eyes blinking.
"Hello, I just wanted to ask you something. Phantomstar's has some problems with his food, it keeps disappearing, and do you know where it has gone?" Limeshadow asked, his face cool and his tone biting. He watched the tabby, inwardly cackling at her fate. "So sir, I hunt for him myself," the small tabby said, eyes shifting as she thought of why they would talk to her, couldn't he see that she was all bones?
"That's it my darling, you hunt for him. Who else is to take the fall for the crime?" Limeshadow asked, an air of false pit around him. Truly, the deputy had been taking the food, small bits of mice and such, but Limeshadow didn't like Phantomstar. "I'm sorry my dear, but, I've been ordered to kill you," he said, his face slitting into a grin as he launched himself at the smaller cat, a small giggle creeping up his throat.
Clan:
Shadowclan
Rank:
Warrior
Breed:
Bombay
Personality:
He is seemingly cold and distant, keeping to himself and staying in the shadows. Unfortunately, that is not the case. Limeshadow is always plotting, trying to find a way to steal land, titles, food, or just to kill something or someone. He uses pet names {Darling, Dear, Sweetie, Sweetheart, Love, etc} for everyone or anything. He loves to fight and has no issue going to war, no matter who gives the order. He is a strong cat and is great at fighting and hunting, though he usually does both for himself. He hates other cats mostly, some are on his good side and he is polite and let's them share his victories. He has no issues killing kits or elders at all. He does not like Phantomstar, well he doesn't like leaders to any extent. He either likes to torture/torment is kill and he will talk to it gently about death. He has an iffy beleif in Starclan, he sorta beleives, but he does not like it when someone says something about them {"Thank Starclan!" "I lived because of Starclan" "Starclan be with you"}.
History:
Limeshadow was born an outcast in the clan. He was of two different clans, his mother was Featherfoot or Windclan, and his father was Devilsnare of Shadowclan. He was at first ignorant, he did not know he was hated, he just thought the other cats had stomach pains or some such rot. He didn't understand at first that his mother was also part kitty-pet, something that no clan cat approved of, but it set him out more. All the cats say that his father Devilsnare did this mating on purpose, to watch his son scramble through life, but he died before he could see the kit apprenticed in a bout of disease that swept Shadowclan.
After his father died, Limeshadow was alone but for his friend HiddenJinx, a red and cream she-cat to whom he had come to like and respect. She stayed by him, and she kept most of the fights away from him while he was growing into a fine warrior. When he was told of his past Limeshadow agreed with all those who had attacked and tormented him. He was disgusted and was drawn in. He hasn't told anyone what happened the night he went on a lone hunting trip his second month as a warrior, but when he came back, he was as he is now.
Codeword:
Sunrise
