Post by Otterpaw on Aug 2, 2009 21:52:03 GMT -5
Name: Blackavar
Age: Forty Moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: The Others
Position: Leader
Description: farm1.static.flickr.com/41/121697648_d8cf6e39a5.jpg
Blackavar has very unusual coloring. His looks could be compared to a snow leopard in miniature form. He is a bengal cat, but his fur is not the usual tan or golden. Blackavar's fur is light silver. It is equally as shiny as real silver, too. His fur is thick,but it is sleek and smooth. It fades to white on his legs. Blackavar is covered in big black jaguar-like spots. They make him look feral and exotic, like he comes from a long way away from here. Most cats do assume that, and Blackavar lets them. He guards his past viciously.
On his head, his neck, and along his tail, he also has black markings, but they are not spots. They're stripes. They make him very distinct. Once you meet a cat that looks like he does, you probably wouldn't forget him. Blackavar seems built for the cold. He is a very large cat, and his legs and shoulders are extremely toned. He has long, thick claws and a very furry tail. Whether he was born with these features, or whether he just adapted them over time, no one knows.
Blackavar's eyes are strange. They're dark brown, but sometimes they look red. His eyes are really where his power is. Making eye contact with Blackavar is something you do not want to do. When he looks into your eyes, Blackavar has the ability to read thoughts and hypnotize you into doing his bidding. His ability to do this varies on how strong a cat's mental defenses are.
Personality:
Crush: None
History: Blackavar was actually born in the forest. In fact, he was born in ShadowClan. Blizzardkit, he was called. He was born to a litter of many kits, one of five. He was the quietest of all of his brothers and sisters, and so he was often overlooked. All he ever wanted was to be noticed by his Clan. Blizzardkit was very determined to be the best warrior he could be.
Later on in his childhood, he did get noticed, but in a very bad way. Blizzardkit would behave strangely in the nursery, but in ways only his mother would notice. Sometimes it was like he knew exactly what she was thinking. Other times, he somehow convinced the other kits in the nursery to do whatever he wanted them to do. Sometimes he even put them in danger. His mother tried to hide these things from the rest of the Clan, but once Blizzardkit left the nursery, she couldn't protect him as much any more.
Blizzardkit became Blizzardpaw. He showed a lot of promise. He was a good listener, and he learned fast. He was also very polite and likeable. But Blizzardpaw never liked to follow orders. One day, he snuck off hunting on his own. He followed a rabbit across the Thunderpath into ThunderClan's territory, and he was caught by one of their patrols.
When the leader of ShadowClan found out, they were furious. As punishment, Blizzardpaw was forbidden to go to his first gathering. He was outraged. The gathering was something he had been looking forward to for a very long time. Even though he didn't mean to, he somehow ended up hypnotizing the leader. It was very short-lived, and the leader snapped out of it. But they were terrified. And the whole Clan had seen what Blizzardpaw just did. There was a large Clan meeting, and it was decided that Blizzardpaw was dangerous. With his powers, he could try to take control of the Clan at any time. So, they banished him, to keep the whole thing a secret. It was a very guarded secret, and was soon forgotten by the new generations.
Blizzardpaw was alone and angry. He ran blindly from his Clan. He ran so far, that he was soon lost. He found himself in a place he had never seen before. Highstones. The mountains. He probably would not have survived long, but luckily, the Tribe of Rushing Water found him and took him in. They trained him in their own ways there, but there was something different about Blizzardpaw. He had been betrayed by his family and friends, and now his heart was dark. To break all ties with his Clan, he began calling himself a new name. Blackavar is the name he uses today.
One day he came down into the forest, near Two-leg place. There, he met a stray dog who called herself Hawkbit. Blackavar was stunned to find that she could speak cat. He found out that this was because she too had abilities like his own. He'd never met another like himself before. Soon, he and Hawkbit decided that there had to be others like them out there somewhere. And if there were,
Codeword: Nightcloud
Age: Forty Moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: The Others
Position: Leader
Description: farm1.static.flickr.com/41/121697648_d8cf6e39a5.jpg
Blackavar has very unusual coloring. His looks could be compared to a snow leopard in miniature form. He is a bengal cat, but his fur is not the usual tan or golden. Blackavar's fur is light silver. It is equally as shiny as real silver, too. His fur is thick,but it is sleek and smooth. It fades to white on his legs. Blackavar is covered in big black jaguar-like spots. They make him look feral and exotic, like he comes from a long way away from here. Most cats do assume that, and Blackavar lets them. He guards his past viciously.
On his head, his neck, and along his tail, he also has black markings, but they are not spots. They're stripes. They make him very distinct. Once you meet a cat that looks like he does, you probably wouldn't forget him. Blackavar seems built for the cold. He is a very large cat, and his legs and shoulders are extremely toned. He has long, thick claws and a very furry tail. Whether he was born with these features, or whether he just adapted them over time, no one knows.
Blackavar's eyes are strange. They're dark brown, but sometimes they look red. His eyes are really where his power is. Making eye contact with Blackavar is something you do not want to do. When he looks into your eyes, Blackavar has the ability to read thoughts and hypnotize you into doing his bidding. His ability to do this varies on how strong a cat's mental defenses are.
Personality:
Crush: None
History: Blackavar was actually born in the forest. In fact, he was born in ShadowClan. Blizzardkit, he was called. He was born to a litter of many kits, one of five. He was the quietest of all of his brothers and sisters, and so he was often overlooked. All he ever wanted was to be noticed by his Clan. Blizzardkit was very determined to be the best warrior he could be.
Later on in his childhood, he did get noticed, but in a very bad way. Blizzardkit would behave strangely in the nursery, but in ways only his mother would notice. Sometimes it was like he knew exactly what she was thinking. Other times, he somehow convinced the other kits in the nursery to do whatever he wanted them to do. Sometimes he even put them in danger. His mother tried to hide these things from the rest of the Clan, but once Blizzardkit left the nursery, she couldn't protect him as much any more.
Blizzardkit became Blizzardpaw. He showed a lot of promise. He was a good listener, and he learned fast. He was also very polite and likeable. But Blizzardpaw never liked to follow orders. One day, he snuck off hunting on his own. He followed a rabbit across the Thunderpath into ThunderClan's territory, and he was caught by one of their patrols.
When the leader of ShadowClan found out, they were furious. As punishment, Blizzardpaw was forbidden to go to his first gathering. He was outraged. The gathering was something he had been looking forward to for a very long time. Even though he didn't mean to, he somehow ended up hypnotizing the leader. It was very short-lived, and the leader snapped out of it. But they were terrified. And the whole Clan had seen what Blizzardpaw just did. There was a large Clan meeting, and it was decided that Blizzardpaw was dangerous. With his powers, he could try to take control of the Clan at any time. So, they banished him, to keep the whole thing a secret. It was a very guarded secret, and was soon forgotten by the new generations.
Blizzardpaw was alone and angry. He ran blindly from his Clan. He ran so far, that he was soon lost. He found himself in a place he had never seen before. Highstones. The mountains. He probably would not have survived long, but luckily, the Tribe of Rushing Water found him and took him in. They trained him in their own ways there, but there was something different about Blizzardpaw. He had been betrayed by his family and friends, and now his heart was dark. To break all ties with his Clan, he began calling himself a new name. Blackavar is the name he uses today.
One day he came down into the forest, near Two-leg place. There, he met a stray dog who called herself Hawkbit. Blackavar was stunned to find that she could speak cat. He found out that this was because she too had abilities like his own. He'd never met another like himself before. Soon, he and Hawkbit decided that there had to be others like them out there somewhere. And if there were,
Codeword: Nightcloud