[ Dead.heart ] Guardian Gaurdian of Everfrost member is offline
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[ Dead.Heart ] « Thread Started on Jun 26, 2007, 5:32pm »
Name: Deadheart Clan: Everfrost Age: 10-11 Moons Rank: Gaurdian Personality: Deadheart is much different from the playful apprentice he used to be. Instead, he has now taken up a personality as silent and hateful. Though he does not talk much he doesn't hold back to unleash his anger on a unfortunate cat. He prefers not to bottle up the angry emotions and instead spills them out when they first come to mind. Deadheart does not care whether the cats in his clan hate him or look up to him, for it is love and affection that left him like the way he was, and as well destroy half his life. Appearance: Deadheart's design is simple, with only a mere pitch black coat like the starless night and maroon red eyes that always seem blood thirsty. His pads are white, almost like somebody had spilled white out on them, while his claws are black as his coat but with spatters of stained crimson blood. History: Deadheart hadn't told anyone his history, that's because most of the cats already knew. He had been clan born, a care free and loving apprentice. He used to be sensitive and talkative when he was young, usually hanging out with the older girl apprentices who found him 'cute'. When they became warriors and carried on their own duties Deadpaw had no one else to hang out with, the boy apprentices he could not turn to because they teased him for hanging out with the opposite sex. Especially his older brothers who wouldn't even risk their own lives for him. The teasing and embarrassment had to stop, as Deadheart had once thought and set out to prove he was a tough apprentice just like the others. He would climb trees, hunt over time to just prove himself. When the time came to truly prove himself before the warrior ceremony, he went out to cross where monsters ran on cement as he was dared. When no cars were in sight Deadpaw ran out in the road and stared around. Nothing. Deadpaw finished to the other side and looked at his brothers, smiling with pride. "Aw, this is easy!" The second to oldest brother cried out, running to the streets. The eldest of the three chased after him, choking a "Wait!" Deadpaw watched as they made way, and not even over half of the street did they get by when suddenly a monster came speeding on their half. They could have dodged it, and maybe it was fear that kept them from budging but none the less it was a horrible faith. It happened too fast yet it seemed slow at the same time, Deadpaw watching in horror as they disappeared under the car. Deadpaw didn't check to see if any other cars and sprinted out, placing himself on the spot where his brothers once stood. He stared around but could not find the bodies of his brothers, and began looking desperately around. The sun had set when Deadpaw went back to camp empty handed, leaving the job of one his brothers' close friend to tell what he had witness.