Post by Stormheart on Feb 26, 2006 18:55:04 GMT -5
Name: Crag
Do you honor: Not at all
age: 4 seasons
Gender: Tom
Apperance: Crag is a black cat with a rust-colored tip on his tail.
RP Example: Crag sat, bored, as he was proclaimed a warrior. The whole ceremony was tedious and not in the least bit interesting. The fools spent their time laying honors on one another. He smirked as he thought of the Elders who thought up the code. They were ingenious. They made a system where their words were followed to the letter, and their honors were more important to food then some. Well, they might have been smart, but the fools that use their system are dim-witted and slow. Crag knew that underneath the brotherhood, these cats would kill eachother to live. And it didn't matter waht clan you chose, not just ShadowClan. However noble the ThunderClan, WindClan and RiverClan cats thoguth they were they, like all others were just animals. It was the same with any race. Put them in a situation where they have only one way to live they will take it, even if it means killing their clanmates. Crag, unlike the others had figured this out long ago. They thought he was cruel and uncaring. The truth was he had exposed society for the fake that it was and now lived by this truth. He wanted no positions of honor or leadership. Those made him targets. HE wanted the responsibility of a warrior but never had any intent to become a deputy or medicine cat or any of that political or religious crowfood.
Finally, the ceremony was over and he waited through the watch-ritual and began his life as a warriro of ShadowClan.
Clan: ShadowClan
Rank: Warrior
Breed: no idea
Personality: Crag is callous and aloof. He can be diplomatic, but only wil be if it'll help him stay alive. is small but fights with the ferocity of a cornered beast, because that's the only place you can find him fighting. He will try to avoid it whenever possible. THe Code is for fools, but he doesn't preach his ideas since they might cause him physical harm which he avoids at all costs.
History: Crag was born in a bad leaf-bare and grew up small, almost dying. He lived through the winter, though his motehr didn't. His father was killed by adders while trying to save a kit. Crag's apprenticship took a while at first, but then he realized how free warriors were and so he applied himself. Only a season ago he became a warrior. He hunts but avoids areas of particular danger and always makes sure he's on patrols with particaularly menacing warriors.
codewords zieke, the ancient ways.
Do you honor: Not at all
age: 4 seasons
Gender: Tom
Apperance: Crag is a black cat with a rust-colored tip on his tail.
RP Example: Crag sat, bored, as he was proclaimed a warrior. The whole ceremony was tedious and not in the least bit interesting. The fools spent their time laying honors on one another. He smirked as he thought of the Elders who thought up the code. They were ingenious. They made a system where their words were followed to the letter, and their honors were more important to food then some. Well, they might have been smart, but the fools that use their system are dim-witted and slow. Crag knew that underneath the brotherhood, these cats would kill eachother to live. And it didn't matter waht clan you chose, not just ShadowClan. However noble the ThunderClan, WindClan and RiverClan cats thoguth they were they, like all others were just animals. It was the same with any race. Put them in a situation where they have only one way to live they will take it, even if it means killing their clanmates. Crag, unlike the others had figured this out long ago. They thought he was cruel and uncaring. The truth was he had exposed society for the fake that it was and now lived by this truth. He wanted no positions of honor or leadership. Those made him targets. HE wanted the responsibility of a warrior but never had any intent to become a deputy or medicine cat or any of that political or religious crowfood.
Finally, the ceremony was over and he waited through the watch-ritual and began his life as a warriro of ShadowClan.
Clan: ShadowClan
Rank: Warrior
Breed: no idea
Personality: Crag is callous and aloof. He can be diplomatic, but only wil be if it'll help him stay alive. is small but fights with the ferocity of a cornered beast, because that's the only place you can find him fighting. He will try to avoid it whenever possible. THe Code is for fools, but he doesn't preach his ideas since they might cause him physical harm which he avoids at all costs.
History: Crag was born in a bad leaf-bare and grew up small, almost dying. He lived through the winter, though his motehr didn't. His father was killed by adders while trying to save a kit. Crag's apprenticship took a while at first, but then he realized how free warriors were and so he applied himself. Only a season ago he became a warrior. He hunts but avoids areas of particular danger and always makes sure he's on patrols with particaularly menacing warriors.
codewords zieke, the ancient ways.