Swiftspring/+/Warrior (Finished)

[Smokey]

Name:: Swiftspring
Age:: 30 moons
Gender:: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Appearance:

Swiftspring is very swift, and can leap to high places, as said in his name. His body is lithe and his eyes are a faded blue. His fur is black and white. Black is basically the top coating, as white bottom. It looks like he's wearing little 'booties' on his paws. Swiftspring's limbs are long. His body is perfect for running. Also, there's a bit of white on his undermuzzle, making it look like he's got a milk mustache.

Personality:

Swiftspring is a jolly feline, most of the time. His voice is deep and compelling, though he isn't all that demanding. He wishes for respect and will return it happily. He is well mannered and watches carefully over the camp. He's loyal to his leader and clanmates. He fights for what he believes in. He honors all the leaders and deputies. Swiftspring also wishes to fall into the paw-steps of the deputy ranking and become a superb leader.

History:

Swiftspring was born an only kit, while his parents passed away while he was a new warrior - about fourteen moons. His former mentor, Ciderfur, was like his mother. She passed away nearly two moons after his kin died. He was lonesome them. He gave up hopes and dreams. Then, he was encouraged by his apprentice, Salsapaw. Swiftspring then again hopeful once more. About ten moons passed, and Salsapaw was only two moons away from the life of a warrior, when a very fatal death came. Salsapaw had snuck out at night to go do harmless hunting, when the apprentice tom ran into a large dog. It killed him with a snap to the spine. Before Salsapaw died, he had let out a loud aching yowl, piercing enough for the cats back at the camp would hear. Quickly, half the clan bounded out of the camp and in the direction toward the earsplitting noise. Dog scent hit their noses, along with blood. Oh, this made Swiftspring furious. "No!" he had yowled. "Everyone I care for dies!" The black and white tom leaped on the dog, so the clan mates followed. They killed it. Swiftspring quickly ran off, wanting to die also. He was simply hollow inside. The rest of the cats brought Salsapaw's body for the former apprentice's clanmates could sit vigil for him. Swiftspring sat there - all night, along with Salsapaw's mother. Swiftspring healed emotionally in three moons and then deputy got killed a moon after. It really didn't affect Swiftspring. He had seen many deaths and still lived. Now he is where he is today, hoping to be clan deputy.

RP Example:

The silhouette of a cat was reflecting in the moon's luminous lighting. Suddenly, another cat was there, yowling and flinging itself into the other cat. Screeching, the startled cat unsheathed its claws and pinned the other cat forefully. "Think you could just defeat me alone, young Snakepaw?" taunted the Dark Forest cat. "You're just a puny apprentice!" Snakepaw lashed out his paw, raking the dark tabby's face. "You're the one who does not know how to live your life, Sawpop!" the 'paw retorted sharply. "I could kill you," the raging cat said, calmly. "N-no. You can't. It's just a dream!" squeaked Snakepaw, now almost terrified. "Dreams are more realistic than you think!" the Dark Forest yowled and bit down on the apprentice's neck. In the morning in the waking world, Snakepaw was dead. No one knew how he died. There were no signs of claw/bite marks, or any of that nonsense.

Other Cats: None, yet.
Other:: I don't like this bio that much. x] //

[∂εstΐŋy]

Needs one more sentence in personality and two more in roleplay example. You might want to know that a cat speaking does not count as a sentence.

[∂εstΐŋy]

Accepted!
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