Post by moth isnt dead yet on Feb 11, 2013 19:36:10 GMT -5
TIGERSTAR
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top] 64 MOONS MALE THUNDERCLAN LEADER | [atrb=style, width: 296px; padding: 5px; background-color: e3e3e3; border-top: 4px solid #000000;] GENERAL INFORMATION NAME, BRIEF DESCRIPTION, big dark brown tabby tom with unusually long front claws FAMILY, ∙ PINESTAR of THUNDERCLAN, deceased, left clan to become kittypet, father ∙ LEOPARDFOOT of THUNDERCLAN, deceased, has residence in Starclan, mother ∙ NIGHTKIT of THUNDERCLAN, deceased, sickness, sister ∙ MISTKIT of THUNDERCLAN, deceased, sickness, sister ∙ BRAMBLEPAW of THUNDERCLAN, alive, brown tabby with amber eyes, son ∙ TAWNYPAW of THUNDERCLAN, alive, tortoiseshell-and-white with green eyes, daughter APPEARANCE IMAGE alright, so, we all know big bad tigerstar, right? his size, for one, definitely shows other cats that he is intimidating, perhaps even frightening. he's got a large bulk of muscle under his fur, and he wasn't known as tigerclaw for nothing. his fighting skills are superb, though he isn't.. graceful, to put it bluntly. he's quite the opposite: clumsy with his footfalls, not the best with climbing trees, accidentally losing four lives- okay, we get the point. big thing here is, this tom is really, really large for being a clan cat. another thing we know about is his appearance. he's a dark brown tabby, with stripes darker than night, with amber eyes that shine like flames. littered across his hide are hideous scars, namely on his belly, flanks, and a sharp one on his muzzle. it only adds to the intimidating factor he has, and boy, isn't that pretty high already. PERSONALITY ambitious . ruthless . sharp . to-the-point . brawn over brain . dirty tricks . judgement issues . reluctant . independent . devoted . loyal . murderous everyone knows the story of tigerstar, right? born as a leader's kit, he had ambition from the start, to try and follow in his father's pawsteps, only cut it short with the kittypet business. he has leadership potential, that much is true, though the darkness that swells from within his heart clouded his judgement. he believes that, if he has the authority over others, that they will listen to him without choices of their own. he is, after all, the leader of thunderclan, and will eventually become the leader of the forest. no one would even bother standing up to him after he got through with the clans. ruthless and to the point, tigerstar knows what he wants to be done, and he wants it done right then and there. borders need to be checked? you better gosh-darned get your rear into gear and check those accursed borders. he will not hesitate to give consequences to those that defy his orders, or just flake them off like its nothing what-so-ever. his brawns tend to show far more than his brains ever will, though, he can surprise some with intelligent words. learning in the place of no stars was something that did end up assisting him with fighting, he is almost unstoppable in battle. yet, he lost three of his nine lives fighting- only the medicine cat knows of this, other cats believe it was one life lost in battle. he is, surprisingly, reluctant to do much of anything outside of battle. training an apprentice seems... pathetic. worthless time that could be spent shaping his clan up. independent as they can get, tigerstar believes himself to be the only one keeping thunderclan strong, even though he knows that it isn't just his presence being the stronghold. if one does get his better side, they can see him as almost a.. joking, more laid-back, kind of tom. his best friends see this, darkstripe and longtail mostly, as well as his previous mate, goldenflower. well, maybe her, we don't know that for certain. much to contrary belief, tigerstar is a very loyal, devoted tomcat. its just.. he doesn't know what's wrong from right. he believed that murdering bluestar was the right thing for his clan, she was weak, much like his previous mentor, thistleclaw, told him. deceiving her was quite easy- no, no, that is not the point. what it really is, the tabby doesn't have a moral compass, or values in himself. fighting and bloodshed are the things that he loves, though the health of his clan does rest up in priorities. just.. nothing else. HISTORY before birth Leopardkit and Patchkit, the first litter of Swiftbreeze, definitely grew up into fine warriors. They aged with grace, power- their apprentice names of Leopardpaw and Patchpaw turned into Leopardfoot and Patchpelt. Somewhere along the line, the black furred she-cat fell into a one-night stand with Pinestar, becoming pregnant with his kits. The birthing was long and strenuous, resulting in two she-kits, Mistkit and Nightkit, and a son, Tigerkit. kithood While Tigerkit was pulling through his early sickness, his sisters were not so lucky. Both perished around the same time, dying before the tabby fully recovered. It was also just before this time did the leader, Pinestar, step down and become a kittypet. Being naive at this point, the brown tabby tom didn't know that this part of his history shaped him into what he became later on. When Snowfur moved into the nursery, having her single kit of Whitekit, he was excited that he wouldn't be the only kit anymore. He was spoiled, nonetheless, though sometimes, others overlooked him and his potential to rule. Let's just say, the seed was planted for the poison he would spray later on. apprenticeship The first error that was made, other than allowing Tigerkit to live, was that Sunstar gave the new Tigerpaw to Thistleclaw, one of the strongest, sharpest mentors that he would ever see. He found out that, later on, the tomcat was still sore over the loss of Snowfur, and when he pressed on that matter (not understanding the consequences), he was slashed up pretty badly. There were never any normal training sessions, and most of this was to prove that he, Thistleclaw, could mentor an apprentice to the best of his abilities, and if they died? They were weak. That was all there was to it. One of these tests included when Tigerpaw met Tiny, a kittypet that was caught on Thunderclan territory. He was given the order to teach him a lesson, though with Bluefur there, he didn't kill the little tomcat. He might have done it, if the grey-furred cat wasn't there at the time, though the tabby had a feeling that he would regret it. And, that, everyone, was something that Tigerpaw never wanted to feel. Secretly, he was thankful for the she-cat, thankful for stopping him. Little did he know that he would end up killing her, later in life. warriorhood Tigerpaw showed his worth with training as many times as the other apprentice, and he became a warrior at long last. He thought Thistleclaw was proud of him- he wasn't, of course not- and knew that his mother was. Leopardfoot would always be there for him, no matter what. His warrior name became Tigerclaw, showing his strength in battle, and his strangely sharpened claws, too. Now, his ambition showed, and it was driving him toward something he didn't know he wanted. He wanted blood, and a chance to lead. A handsome tom he was, and surely other she-cats would want to be his mate, right? Truth be told, he didn't have an eye out for any special lady just yet, he wanted an apprentice first. Thankfully, the moment he waited for came, just before his previous mentor bit the dust. A grey apprentice with dark tabby stripes, named Darkpaw accordingly, was given to him on a silver platter, basically. He trained that apprentice, shaped him up into the best warrior he could imagine, and he became Darkstripe. The next apprentice came soon after, a fidgety apprentice called Ravenpaw, and dear Starclan, would this be a challenge. A few other things occurred, one of which included a battle with Riverclan, killing both deputies in cold blood. Oakheart, the Riverclan deputy, fell prey to falling rocks, crushing his form and taking his life. Redtail was horrified by this, and as he began ordering others to retreat, Tigerclaw stayed. He took this opportunity by the throat, literally, and attacked Redtail, blood staining his claws and maw. He blamed the death of the deputy upon Oakheart, and that he killed the Riverclanner in revenge. It was believed, yet- Bluestar appointed Lionheart as deputy, not him. It is safe to say that the tabby was angered with this choice. Again, opportunity presented itself to him again, and this time, in the form of a battle with Shadowclan. Lionheart's life was taken, and in turn, the deputyship was now taken by the brown tabby- Tigerclaw. deputyship Now that he had power over some of the Clan, there was only a few other tidbits of information that needed to be.. taken care of. He sneaked out of camp on multiple occasions, meeting with certain rogues and Clan cats, planning on completely taking over. They agreed that Bluestar was weak, spineless- that he would make a much better leader. It would only take her complete trust in Tigerclaw before he killed her, and watch as her last life drained from his claws. Unfortunately for him, the time for battle came upon them, but thankfully, the leader accompanied the patrol. All he had to do was drag her to the side, away from all the fighting, and bring his claws down upon her. That chance came, and as he stood over her with claws unsheathed, blood staining them, he brought the final blow onto her. "Death really does look good on you, doesn't it?" The great Bluestar was gone, and Tigerclaw was the new leader of Thunderclan. leadership That very night, he traveled to Moonstone with the medicine cat, also the night that the she-cat, Goldenflower, told him that she was pregnant with his kits. He seemed excited at this, though it was only a mild form of it. Fake, even, if one could see it. He ordered her gently to head to the nursery and rest up while he went to Highstones. Once Starclan came to him, hopefully to give him his lives, they all seemed... disappointed. There were four cats to give him lives, including his mother, his sisters, and Bluestar. The last thing Bluestar said to him was, there were no ways for any of the other cats in Starclan to give him a life, and that there was a place to receive the rest. Tigerclaw was appalled- he was doing Thunderclan a favor! He ran, but in the direction of the darkened tendrils of the Dark Forest. Once crossing the border, he was greeted- thanked, even. Confusion hit him, and afterward, he wasn't prepared for the final five lives. Mapleshade, Snowtuft, some others he wasn't sure about, and finally, Thistleclaw. His mentor said that he was so, so proud of his apprentice for getting so far. The newly named Tigerstar basked in the praise, but.. it didn't feel right. It should, he had his nine lives, his new name from Starcla- Dark Forest. Not to mention, full leadership over Thunderclan. But, no. It felt.. off. Again did he turn a wrong path, and this time, he attempted with making a pact with Windclan, to come together and create Tigerclan. They denied, of course, so the great tabby needed to take.. different measures. Hearing of a group in the Twolegplace by one of the rogues that assisted him, he took to the place alone, then meeting one of the cats in charge- Bone. Then, he was taken to their leader, a little black tom with a white paw and- dear Starclan, was that a teeth-studded collar? He shook his fear from his head and growled. "My name is Tigerstar, leader of Thunderclan. I have a proposition for your Bloodclan." Scourge, the name of the black tom, agreed to them, surprisingly, and took to the forest with his group. (Tigerstar would never call them a Clan.) He wants to continue pushing for a superclan, for Tigerclan, but- there are the doubts and struggles of loyalty from his Clan that are starting to be his downfall. Maybe he shouldn't be doing this- but, who would, other than him? He really should try to be a better parent to his two children, as now, he barely looks at Tawnypaw and Bramblepaw, forget their mother. He's starting to feel something that he hasn't felt since the first day Thistleclaw trained him. Guilt and regret. OTHER INFORMATON i actually think there's some good in this guy, ehe. ouo also i would looove if someone could make goldenflower RP SAMPLE The first thing he would do as leader? Simple. He would make his children into apprentices, name his new deputy, and continue on with.. whatever it was that he wanted! He would be their leader, simple as that! However, when that kittypet was offered to come to the forest, to join Thunderclan, he was shocked- appalled, even, that Bluestar even considered bringing outsiders into the Clan. While others might have forgotten Pinestar, he didn't. His eyes might not have been open by then, but you know what? The words that he caught on the breaths of the elders, about how Tigerkit would grow up awfully, and would die in apprenticeship. Well, who's dead now? Certainly not Tigerstar, the leader of Thunderclan. Bluestar died yesterday- no, he killed her, of course. It was no accident, even though it was made to appear like one. She trusted him, and she paid the price for it, the dark brown tabby laughing. It was a hoarse rumble from the large tom's throat, and he was sure that it could be heard from Highstones. But, who cared? He was leader, and the word of a leader was law. Some of these warriors were so pathetic, he realized, as he walked into camp after that trip to Highstones with the inexperienced medicine cat. Even that cat couldn't see his ambition, and it would end up with making the Clan pay for its obliviousness. Blood would coat everyone's fur if he didn't die- completely- soon. Maybe if that kittypet, that ginger one, Rusty, did end up coming to the forest and staying, this would have had a different ending. But, Starclan forbid it from being worse than the bloodbath that the leader would get them all into. ETCETERA OTHER CATS, |
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