LeafystormKit Join date : 2014-11-16 Posts : 7 Reputation : 0
| Subject: Lionstrike Sat Dec 06, 2014 4:41 pm | |
| Name- Lionstrike Age- 35 moons Gender- Tom Rank- Warrior Clan- ThunderClan Color/Description- A golden tabby with glowing amber eyes Personality- Lionstrike is a stern and respected warrior. Though he is young compared to some other warriors, he is highly respected by the newly made warriors and apprentices because of all he had lived through. He's protective of the ones he loves, but can seem stern and unfriendly to those who don't know him very well. He has a short-temper, especially when it comes to bratty or selfish cats. Mate- None Kits- None Relationships- Kin- Mother| Snowheart (Deceased), Tabbyheart (Step-Mother) (Open) Father| Goldenblaze (Deceased) Brother| Fallenbranch (Deceased) Sister| Bree (Open)
History- "The day my mother had told Goldenblaze that she was expecting his kits, he went off with another she-cat, Tabbystream. I hated her, her and my father, and I know my littermates, Fallenkit and Rainkit did too. They were both always horrible to us, calling us names, telling us how useless and horrible we are. I had to live through this until we were all apprentices. Until the day when they crossed the line, Snowheart was out in the forest since she was now a warrior, and was murdered by Tabbystream. Rainpaw watched the whole thing. Tabbystream actually saw her, and went after her. She was lucky that she got to me in time, I helped her get to the twolegplace, where she hid there as a kitty-pet, I assume anyway. I came back to camp to see Snowheart's dead body laying dead on the ground and Goldenblaze and Tabbystream argueing. Apparently, Goldenblaze still had feelings for my mother, which was the reason got for Tabbystream murdering Snowheart. I just stood there watching them until Tabbystream lost it, she dived right for my father's throat, and sunk her fangs in. I was horrified. She stood above the body, her bloodied fangs forming a smirk as Goldenblaze's body went still. I screamed that she was a murderer, but before I could attack, she ran out of camp, never to return again. I have no idea what happened to her, but honestly I don't care. That piece of fox-dung can rot in the Dark Forest for all I care. Days past after that, grief filled days. It was even worse for Fallenpaw, he felt so guilty that he couldn't do anything to help. And one day, while we were out practicing our climbing before our warriors ceremony, the worst happened. The branch below Fallenpaw's paws broke, sending him tumbling to the ground. Before I could get down, a crowd of cats seemed to surround him and by the time I broke through the cats, he was already gone, he was named Fallenbranch after how he died. |
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MephyAdministrator Join date : 2012-02-15 Posts : 1660 Reputation : 47
| Subject: Re: Lionstrike Sat Dec 06, 2014 4:43 pm | |
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