Post by PANTHERCLAW on Jun 10, 2011 18:47:34 GMT -5
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» PANTHERCLAW
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Username: Black Cat
Other characters: NA
Other?: new to the site :3
Gender: Female
Age: 20 moons
Species: American Shorthair mix
Section: ThunderClan
Appearance:At first glance, no one would really think Pantherclaw lived up to her name simply because of how she's built. Her frame is small and light, her body limber and narrow. The thing it, this suppleness is what gives her strength. Being lightweight, Pantherclaw is fast. Being small, she is able to get into areas other cats wouldn't. Being lean, she is a strong jumper and sure-footed climber. All of these things combine in this tiny black she-cat to make her a formidable warrior and those that don't know to be wary of her sharp claws soon learn. Her name isn't just for show. She's as stealthy, cunning and dangerous as a panther's claws. All in all, she is dangerous but she is beautiful. Sleek black fur hugs her frame giving her the look of a raven with its smooth feathers. Eyes of jewel bright amber burn with every emotion, thought and experience that passes through her. Her gaze is a piercing one that draws cats to her and pushes them away all at once. When she hunts, fights or goes on patrols, Pantherclaw uses the shadows to her advantage due to her dark pelt and is often known to leave camp in the dead of night simply because she prefers nighttime hunts. She despises anyone that picks on her small size and quickly gives them a nose full of claws though to some her petite frame only makes her that much more beautiful and graceful though she brushes these comments aside.
One sentence: Small black she-cat with amber eyes.
Scars, or deformitys?: Small scar but no noticeable ones.
Personality:Just like her name implies, again, Pantherclaw isn't exactly the most friendly of cats. In fact, she's the sort of cat that everyone loves to hate. She won't sugarcoat anything and will tell you to your face what she thinks of you without a thought about the consequences. This means Pantherclaw has seen her fair share of scraps when she was an apprentice but honestly could care less who loves her and who hates her. In her eyes, it's all the same in the end. If someone can't tolerate her, she considers them weak minded and not worth her notice. She has a keen intelligence and barbed tongue and is known to spew comments to anyone. She'll insult her own leader if she feels they deserve it and has even been known to snarl at StarClan's 'good graces' or the like. Pantherclaw stands up for herself and despises toms that want to be 'her knight in shining armor' as if she needs saving. She's a girl that's firmly set in the idea that she can always save herself and doesn't need anyone to make her stronger or make sure she survives a battle. Her snarling personality often leaves her alone but that's alright. Pantherclaw would prefer those few true friends that can dish back what she gives than have false friends that would be gone the moment she really needed them. Anyone that stoops so low is simply disgusting. Pantherclaw regards loners and cats from other clans with a neutral interest. Occasionally they show signs of having a brain rattling around in their heads but other times she simply has to wonder why StarClan lets such stupid creatures survive. She doesn't respect clan boundaries very much and shows none of the reserve some cats do when facing other clan cats on patrols or whatnot. She sees them as other cats, cats with just as much chance as anyone else of having their uses instead of like they're a completely different species just because they're in another clan.
Intrests: kits/apprentices that stand up for themselves, other clans, nighttime, birds, heights and the idea of "Mr. Right"
Dislikes: whining, being cold, getting wet, prejudice and being lied to
History:Surprisingly, considering her persona, Pantherclaw was born into ThunderClan. Her mother was a black she-cat named Ravenfeather and her father a loyal dark brown tabby named Oakstripe. Together they had four kits, two girls and two boys. The she-cats were Pantherkit and Ebonykit while the toms were Thornkit and Rootkit. Out of the four, Pantherkit always was the most aggressive. She always seemed to play too rough or speak too harshly and was often in trouble. This treatment only reaffirmed in her mind that her siblings were weak and she was never going to be understood because everyone around her thought she was just mean. Pantherkit became Pantherpaw along with her siblings when she was around six moons old and her mentor was an older warrior named Raggedheart. He was know nfor being gruff and wouldn't tolerate any sort of nonsense from an apprentice. For several moons the two butted heads constantly, bickering and fighting at all hours of the day. Pantherpaw didn't agree wit her mentor's way of thinking and often rebelled against his orders and would go off on her own all the time, sometimes disappearing from dawn til dusk. Pantherpaw became a fantastic hider, meaning that now, she can't be found unless she wants to be found. At last, Raggedheart gave up and began ignoring Pantherpaw completely. Pantherpaw in turn, accidentally befriended a young tom named Rabbitpaw, a brown and white tom only a few moons into his apprenticeship when she was nearing the end of hers. She helped him chase off a fox on a patrol and the two were friends ever since. He helped to soften Pantherclaw up enough that she could tolerate Raggedheart enough to finish her apprenticeship and be named Pantherclaw.
