Character Name:
Silverscar
Character Age:
21 moons
Gender:
Male
Alliance:
BloodClan
Rank:
Warrior
Appearance:
Silverscar is a strongly-built tom-cat with a wild look about him. His shoulders
aren't broad, and he's not very big, but he's just as powerful as any other tom
despite appearing rather scrawny. His fur is coarse and always standing on end,
making him look far bigger than he is. It is a silver in color and has black tick
marks all throughout it, covering up an abundance of scars. Around his neck is a
collar that is heavily weighted down by the teeth of the cats he's killed during his
life. Eyes that appear to be chipped out of ice are squinted with a permanent glare
stare accusingly at every cat he comes across, and his lips are twisted to expose
his sharp teeth.
Personality:
Silverscar is an angry cat who is only in a good mood whenever he's in a battle.
He's hasty and will attack on the slightest whim, often resulting in him receiving
even more scars. He's battle-hungry and won't ever hesitate to kill a cat--unless
said cat is a kitten. The only creature that could ever call forth his gentle side is a
young kit, especially those that he's fathered himself. He enjoys playing with kits
almost as much as he enjoys fighting--and he very much enjoys fighting. That's just
about as far as his friendly side extends, however.
---Likes:
Fighting, playing with kits, hunting, climbing trees
--- Dislikes:
Being left out of action, kit-killers/stealers, swimming
---Strengths:
Powerful, sharp claws, runs quickly, good sense of hearing
---Weaknesses:
Hasty, quick to attack, predictable, bad sense of smell
History:
Red filled Silverkit's gaze for the first time as he witnessed his mother's murder
at the mere age of two moons. It was at the paws of his own father, and it filled
the tiny kitten with a sense of hatred that should not have even been capable by
someone of his age. Upon earning the name Silverpaw, the tom trained daily as
he worked to make himself stronger, faster, more lethal. His goal was to kill his
father--to avenge his mother--and he couldn't do that if he was so weak.
Before the young tom was even a warrior, his paws were already stained with
blood. Not with his father's, but with the blood of some rogue who had tried to
break into the BloodClan nursery. A moon later, another set of canine teeth were
added to his collection. They were the teeth of a fox that had gone mad and killed
an elderly warrior. This was the event that earned him his warrior status, and he
was awarded with the name of Silverscar. After a night of vigilance, he was able to
lure his father from the camp and to a secluded part of the territory. It was here that
he finally rid the world of the cat who had denied the cat a normal kithood, and it was
here that he yanked the teeth from his father's skull to add to his collar. It wasn't
until many moons later that he claimed another set from yet another rogue who had
decided to try to steal some kittens. By time he reached twenty moons of age, he had
a total of nine sets of teeth, two of which had come from dogs, and a wide array of
scars from slashes down his side to a shredded ear.
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