Post by x-Ginger-x on May 4, 2008 10:39:40 GMT -5
Name: Gillpaw
Gender: Tom
Age: 6 moons
Clan: Glacierclan
Rank: Apprentice
Looks:
Grey. White. the scars of the horrible father he had still left there. His grey beard is a symbol of his father. His white is of his mother, knowing she always loved him no matter what. He is still a spitting image of his father, the samgrey spots. The only difference is where the white is, on his father, it was black. His yellow eyes is of his father, the peircing colour glowing in the cold, dark night.
Actions: Since he is so young, you cannot 'define' his personality other than, the sweet cat he is. This cat would never cause any uneeded bloodshed. As much as he feels his father's prescence haunting him every day, he still remains a cheerful kitty. He cowers at the hiss or growl another cat throws at him because of who his father is. This cat will have a petrifying future of his father's ghost following him everywhere, sending him on unknown missions, and scaring him into obedience to him and only him. He remain the cat he always was but that won't stop his father. He will be there, haunting his everystep, waiting. But he tries to brush it off, and he still has fun, even though death is stalking him. He still plays and cheers up his other friends a lot.
Past: .Kithood.
Lost in a world of unknowingness was what it was like in his first day here on our lovely earth. He didn't know what to think. Nor did his father. His father was horrified at the sight of a sweet kitten. He wanted a kitten who would cause bloodbath everywhere. Not one who was in love with the daisies from the earth! So he would take him out everyday, and rip the daisies from the earth, showing Gillkit what to do if he were like his father. But Gillkit didn't want that, he cried and ran home to his mother. He didn't have any siblings. It was only him. Soon after he turned 3 moons, his father was exiled from the Clan. Since he was found on Articclan territory the next day, he was killed. Now that he is an apprentice, he is one step closer to becoming a warrior, and one step closer to fulfilling his destiny...
In Character: Hello there, the angel from my nightmare
Gillpaw ran away from the spirit, but it was at his heels. "Leave me alone!" he cried. this cat looked like him but he wasn't sure. He turned around and faced the monster that was following him. The spirit stopped and looked him in the eye. "I have a lot to teach you, young Gillpaw." The spirit meowed in a deep, scary voice.
"How do you know my name?" Gillpaw cried. "I don't even know you!"
"Hush, young one. I am your father." The spirit replied.
Gillpaw stared at him in awe. "My father?" He whispered over and over again. "My mother says you were killed when I was 3 moons though! How would you be here?" He demanded.
"Gillpaw. I am dead. This is a world where Starclan doesn't walk. Where all the bad cats go." He explained in the deep, scary voice that made Gillpaw shrink away.
" How are you visiting me?" He cried.
"I know. I'm walking in your dreams." The spirit meowed.
"But... The patrol... They killed you!" Gillpaw whispered.
"I know," replied his father, "and now is your time to take my revenge. I will walk beside you in daylight, haunt your dreams at night. I will teach you all I know to turn you into me." His father meowed.
"Never!" Screamed Gillpaw.
"Oh. The time will come, and you won't be able to stop it. Until next time, my son," his father vanished in a pool of purple and black, swirling around, mixing like the night sky.
"Good riddance!" Cried Gillpaw. With that, he took off into the forest beyond.
"Gillpaw!" It was his mentor, Articwind speaking. "Get up!"
Gillpaw shook off pieces of moss and ran after her.
Relationships/Kin: Stripedfeather {mother} Glacierclan, Everlost{Father} Deceased.
Other: He is on a quest with Windfur, Dreamsong, and the others.
Gender: Tom
Age: 6 moons
Clan: Glacierclan
Rank: Apprentice
Looks:
Grey. White. the scars of the horrible father he had still left there. His grey beard is a symbol of his father. His white is of his mother, knowing she always loved him no matter what. He is still a spitting image of his father, the samgrey spots. The only difference is where the white is, on his father, it was black. His yellow eyes is of his father, the peircing colour glowing in the cold, dark night.
Actions: Since he is so young, you cannot 'define' his personality other than, the sweet cat he is. This cat would never cause any uneeded bloodshed. As much as he feels his father's prescence haunting him every day, he still remains a cheerful kitty. He cowers at the hiss or growl another cat throws at him because of who his father is. This cat will have a petrifying future of his father's ghost following him everywhere, sending him on unknown missions, and scaring him into obedience to him and only him. He remain the cat he always was but that won't stop his father. He will be there, haunting his everystep, waiting. But he tries to brush it off, and he still has fun, even though death is stalking him. He still plays and cheers up his other friends a lot.
Past: .Kithood.
Lost in a world of unknowingness was what it was like in his first day here on our lovely earth. He didn't know what to think. Nor did his father. His father was horrified at the sight of a sweet kitten. He wanted a kitten who would cause bloodbath everywhere. Not one who was in love with the daisies from the earth! So he would take him out everyday, and rip the daisies from the earth, showing Gillkit what to do if he were like his father. But Gillkit didn't want that, he cried and ran home to his mother. He didn't have any siblings. It was only him. Soon after he turned 3 moons, his father was exiled from the Clan. Since he was found on Articclan territory the next day, he was killed. Now that he is an apprentice, he is one step closer to becoming a warrior, and one step closer to fulfilling his destiny...
In Character: Hello there, the angel from my nightmare
Gillpaw ran away from the spirit, but it was at his heels. "Leave me alone!" he cried. this cat looked like him but he wasn't sure. He turned around and faced the monster that was following him. The spirit stopped and looked him in the eye. "I have a lot to teach you, young Gillpaw." The spirit meowed in a deep, scary voice.
"How do you know my name?" Gillpaw cried. "I don't even know you!"
"Hush, young one. I am your father." The spirit replied.
Gillpaw stared at him in awe. "My father?" He whispered over and over again. "My mother says you were killed when I was 3 moons though! How would you be here?" He demanded.
"Gillpaw. I am dead. This is a world where Starclan doesn't walk. Where all the bad cats go." He explained in the deep, scary voice that made Gillpaw shrink away.
" How are you visiting me?" He cried.
"I know. I'm walking in your dreams." The spirit meowed.
"But... The patrol... They killed you!" Gillpaw whispered.
"I know," replied his father, "and now is your time to take my revenge. I will walk beside you in daylight, haunt your dreams at night. I will teach you all I know to turn you into me." His father meowed.
"Never!" Screamed Gillpaw.
"Oh. The time will come, and you won't be able to stop it. Until next time, my son," his father vanished in a pool of purple and black, swirling around, mixing like the night sky.
"Good riddance!" Cried Gillpaw. With that, he took off into the forest beyond.
"Gillpaw!" It was his mentor, Articwind speaking. "Get up!"
Gillpaw shook off pieces of moss and ran after her.
Relationships/Kin: Stripedfeather {mother} Glacierclan, Everlost{Father} Deceased.
Other: He is on a quest with Windfur, Dreamsong, and the others.