[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:500px;][justify][size=9pt]It only took one instance. One instance to hurt somebody. One instance to make them a complete shadow to their former self. One instance to make that said somebody hate their assailant. That 'one instance' - it spanned over a couple of days for Steadfast. He was sure he'd already lived through hell.
A lonely walk through the territory was what he had been doing. It was almost peaceful. His anger... his rage... it came from nowhere, seemingly. It had been building up steadily in the days of his return - so many stressful events were happening around Riverclan. However, once the cream-and-white tabby had been captured by Shadowclan, this rage skyrocketed.
He needed it gone.
"FUCK SHADOWCLAN!" The tom spat out as loud as he could. It pained his throat and his muscles to do so, but he couldn't help but be angry towards their enemy. They had most recently done... unspeakable things to Steadfast. Not to mention, they had also captured Skippingstones. She was already important as was, but she was also pregnant. He was only glad that no harm had come to the children. That did not soften his rage, though.
The tom buried his paws into the river floor. It was soft and easily went its own way. Steadfast was up to his knees in water, his body tense as he faced the river's tide. His jaw clenched tightly. Nothing could get him to calm down at this point. He was so... angry. He couldn't express himself. How could he ever fucking tell others how he felt without saying it out loud? He was bad enough at controlling his emotions as was. This put him over the edge.
It wasn't him who did it. It couldn't have been. It was the immense rage building up inside of him that led to his downfall. He managed to conjure up a spark of a flame. He took that and made it into something much, much greater. It was not a fireball or anything of the sorts - it was an unending blast. Its point of origin seemed to be coming from around his mouth. The riverguard trainee's lower jaw was at the widest angle it could seem to be at as fire destroyed the forest around it. This only went on for a minute or two before Steadfast, the real one, took control over his emotions and put the flame out.
He never knew he could be so angry.
He stared at the path of destruction he had just caused. It made his eyes go wide in horror. Steadfast let out a loud cry before collapsing in the river. He thought he was better than this. This wasn't him. He managed to drag himself mostly onto the shore. His back feet and most of his tail were still protruding into the river.
It did not take him long to pass out after that.
[justify][size=9pt]GENERAL
• Steadfast
• Male
• Riverclan
• Riverguard trainee
• Heterosexual heteroromantic
• 40 moons physically; 40 moons mentally
• Rainkissed x Doghouse
APPEARANCE
• Domestic cat
• Cream-and-white tabby with golden eyes
• Deep scar across chest
• Small limp
PERSONALITY
• Loyal, easy-going, intelligent
• Distrustful, unforgiving, stubborn
• Very hard to get along with
• Opens up to a select few
INTERACTION
• No powers
• Hard physically
• East mentally
• No killing or maiming
• Ask for capture
• Attack in bold white
IMPORTANT LINKS
• Biography
• Plotting
• Heart chart
[size=7pt]Updated June 25, 2016[/size]