Post by Tαℓвσт on May 3, 2015 8:27:38 GMT -5
Name: Terrence » Lightningpaw
Sex: Tom
Age: 7 moons
Clan: SunClan
Rank: Apprentice
Eye Colour: Pale yellow
Reference: broad shouldered, ginger tabby tom with pale yellow eyes.
Strength: 2
Defense: 1
Agility: 2
Stealth: 1
Tracking: 1
Personality:
Heritage: N/A
Sex: Tom
Age: 7 moons
Clan: SunClan
Rank: Apprentice
Eye Colour: Pale yellow
Reference: broad shouldered, ginger tabby tom with pale yellow eyes.
Strength: 2
Defense: 1
Agility: 2
Stealth: 1
Tracking: 1
Personality:
Lightningpaw is a bit of a wild child. He's not necessarily hyperactive or bouncing off the walls, but it's easy to tell he's still just a spirited child.History:
He loves to do things, and often. Most of these things involve getting himself into trouble, as Lightningpaw is exceedingly curious and filled to the brim with the will for adventure. This means he's always sticking his nose in places it doesn't belong, traversing through the territory on his own, or getting himself hurt. His reckless experiences usually leave him in the medicine cat den.
Lightningpaw knew he was never fit to be a kittypet. Unfortunately,as it was the only life he knew, for his entire kithood he had no idea where he belonged. The passive days of lounging and being pet just never suited him. He was fit anywhere but inside those great, four walls.
It had been one lazy evening when his neighbour friend had rushed into his garden, screaming about the terrible, terrible Clan cats. He had just been fed the rumours around Twolegplace and recited them to Terrence, who was not even an ounce frightened.
Excited by the prospect of wild cats, as ferocious as they may be, Terrence ran into the territory the following sun-high, almost immediately bumping into a patrol after crossing the border.
He lunged at the nearest warrior excitedly, but was pinned down in seconds due to his lack of fighting experience.
Terrence struggled in their grip, but he could not get out from under the large cat's paw. They did not hurt him, however, and for that he was baffled.
Instead, the patrol, amused, took the little tom back to their camp and presented them to their leader. After a quick chat, Lightningpaw decided to stay, giving his old friends and housefolk almost literally no thought.
For as brief as it had been, he had loved tackling those warriors. He loved the adrenaline rush of pouncing, and the overall society of SunClan was just one he felt suited him just fine.
In just a few days, his entire life had changed, and he was given the name "Lightningpaw" for his lightning-bolt stripes and energetic personality.
Heritage: N/A