Posts by Thornfang

Ok, I have their account, but I don't know about name, gender or appearance. I have a few ideas in the spoilers, so what do you guys think?

[size=9pt]I've worked out just about everything about thornfang now. I guess I just have to make his intro thread. Rip me with two charries in one Clan - at least I'm off school for a week[/size]

[size=9pt]Thornfang really wasn't the happiest cat. His life... hadn't been the greatest, as much as he tried to turn it around. With a neglectful mother, (who Thornfang didn't know actually wasn't even his real mother) and the deaths of his siblings due to his mother, and then the death of his father, the cat who had actually cared for the dark brown tom throughout his childhood - a death caused by a group of Warrior Code breaking apprentices.

All of the deaths could have been avoided if the Warrior Code, something Thornfang's father had strongly believed in, and must still believe in up in the stars of Silverpelt, had been followed. Once again, Thornfang didn't know the reasoning behind his father's belief, assuming it was just because he was such a noble warrior. There was actually a lot more behind that, but the feline had no idea about it.

So now Thornfang was an elder, but he wasn't just sitting around. He trained, a lot. Sometimes in the waking world, but more frequently in the Dark Forest. Yes, Daisystar had ordered everyone to stop meeting with Dark Forest cats, but what had she known? Personally, Thornfang was glad that she was dead - not that Sparrowstar was any better of a leader, and Moonflower was no promising deputy. ShadowClan really was doomed.

Thornfang knew what he was doing, even if his actions and ambitious seemed evil. Right now he was sitting outside the elders den, imagining the bloody deaths of those who broke the Code. It was then that he spotted an apprentice sneaking out of camp. He sprung over, snarling, but knew he couldn't get too violent. Unfortunately, the Clan was rather busy, so he would have to let the apprentice go with a warning this time.

The elder returned to the outside of his den, no longer imagining the deaths, livened up by the horrific behaviour of that apprentice. His dark green eyes scanned the camp, looking for more ruler breakers, and hoping that he wouldn't be interrupted by any annoying furballs from this ruined Clan that Thornfang was desperately trying to rebuild.[/size]

It's OK!

And here's Thorn's intro! Here we go! https://feralfront.com/index.php?topic=2451658.0
resisting the urge to reply as mist, I mean, she wouldn't approach thorn anyway, not to mention how sad that would be

[size=9pt]Thornfang spotted Softkit sitting nearby. He knew that she was still grieving Daisystar - that much was obvious. Personally, the elder had despised Daisystar. Even she had strayed from the Code several times, and the final straw for Thornfang had been when she had let a kittypet, Toby, into the Clan. Thornfang still bitterly refused to call that cat by anything but his kittypet name inside his own head.

Still, he couldn't help wondering if the death of Softkit's mother had caused her to resent the new leader, Sparrowstar, in any way. If that was the case, she may just be another cat that Thornfang could convince to join him. He moved a little closer to the kit, deciding he would at least attempt to make an alliance. Yes she was still young, but when she was older, with a lot of training and determination, she could turn out to be a powerful warrior. Thornfang was solid proof that if you tried hard enough, you could be anything that you wanted to be. His own Clan lacked any knowledge of his strength however, as he was keeping it hidden for when he really needed it. However, nobody could deny that Thornfang, despite his age, was well built for battle. Muscular, long claws, with incredibly sharp teeth. He could actually turn out to be an extremely threatening opponent.

"Are you okay?"He asked, fake concern in his voice. The elder tried to appear gentle and welcoming, and not a cat who was secretly trying to take over the Clan.[/size]

[size=9pt]Thornfang is an elder of ShadowClan who is obsessed over the Warrior Code due to numerous experiences in his life. He may be an elder, but he actually trains a lot both in the waking world and the Dark Forest, proving that age is just a number. However, the Clan don't know about his strength. Thornfang plans to somehow take over the Clan and return strict following of the Warrior Code as he feels that cats are too lenient nowadays, but knows that if he wants to take over, he'll have to break the Code first. He's open to allies who want to help him, enemies, and possibly love interests, though he is a heterosexual aromantic (though there can be exceptions for this. That's just in general) so the crushes could be one or two sided, though if the feelings are mutual he may be in denial. Any plot ideas?

rip me having both mistheart and Thornfang in the same clan[/size]

[size=9pt]Thornfang will probably be against Sparrow because he feels that all of ShadowClan and possibly the entire forest is too lenient on the warrior Code. I just want to put that out there[/size]

[size=9pt]maybe thorn and hare don't get along? He's very much against joiners because he feels that it's against the Code[/size]

[size=9pt]yes, he absolutely does that! It's one of the most prominent parts of him. I'm up for that! Who makes the thread?[/size]

[size=9pt]he may somewhat bully him, or at least believe hare shouldn't be in the clan. He really just wants the Clan to strictly follow the Warrior Code, so he may bully, in a subtle way, or voice disapproval about him if thorn gets any allies. Who makes the thread?[/size]

[size=9pt]Thornfang had just returned to the camp after training. He saw some of the cats give him weird looks as he entered, obviously unsure about whether an elder should be going in and out of the camp, and as frequently as Thornfang. He just gave them all small, forced smiles as he headed to the elders den.

Training in the territory was okay, even if there was nobody capable to train against. Well, not exactly. The truth was, the ShadowClan elder went out looking for fights. At first, he had gotten badly roughed up by the cats he fought against, but over time, the dark brown tom had improved, and was now very much capable despite his age. The Dark Forest was a decent training area as well. The cats there were nasty and teasing, always considering Thornfang weaker than the rest, but stuff like that only filled the elder with more determination to carry on training to achieve his goals.

The tom knew that sooner or later, the Dark Forest would turn on him. He was doing this to bring back stricter following of the Warrior Code, and not anything the Dark Forest would be interested in. Admittedly, this did leave the huge elder a little anxious, but he knew he would get through it, especially if he managed to gain some allies.

And that was then he spotted Basilkit. He didn't know the child, and was willing to give anyone the chance to join his side. Kits were the best to go for after all - young, impressionable... he could tell his 'stories' to them, but in the end there was a much deeper message. So he veered away from his den and approached Basilkit. "Hello there, Basilkit."He meowed, forced friendliness in his voice. The elder wasn't looking for friends - only allies, at least until the Clan was his.[/size]

[size=9pt]Basil and thorn thread!
https://feralfront.com/index.php?topic=2451937.new#new
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[size=9pt]Hare? Wasn't he that new kit that joined the Clan? Something about a missing mother and some dogs? Well, wasn't that tragic. Wherever that she cat was now, it wouldn't be StarClan. StarClan was a place for only the most honourable of cats, cats like Thornfang, who had murdered apprentices of their own Clan, trained in the Dark Forest, and were plotting to take over. That sort of cats. It was no surprise that the tom with dark green eyes was quite depressed. He knew he was doing the right thing, that he was helping everybody in the long run, but he still sobbed every time he had to break the Code that his father as well as himself had been so passionate about.

He scrunched up his nose a little at Hare, frankly disgusted. Sparrowstar had been a complete fool to let him in, only making his hatred for the she cat grow. Did she have any respect for the Code? Likely not. When Thornfang was leader, he would make sure that everyone in the Clan was pure ShadowClan blood. (He was unaware himself that he was half ThunderClan)

The elder came over to the kit, and growled softly close to Hare's ear, "So, are you glad that some cats let you join?"He chose his words carefully, voicing disapproval, but not sounding too threatening as he was in public.[/size]

[size=9pt]Of course the outsider had no idea what Thornfang spoke of. He would never understand the ways of the Warrior Code and the power of StarClan - not when the majority of Clanborn cats seemed to have forgotten the Code. Thornfang was willing to give them a chance. When he took over ShadowClan, he would show them the true way to live. But cats like Hare could never fully appreciate Clan life, and once again, if Thornfang took over, outsiders, those of not pure ShadowClan blood, would be exiled without mercy.

"Have any cats been at all hostile towards you yet?"He asked, doubting that his words would even make sense to this outsider. How did Hare's mind work? Surely it couldn't be at all similar to Thornfang's. He would never accept his and this kit's differences, and sincerely hoped that other cats would somehow get a little sense knocked into them, most likely by Thornfang himself, that cats like these were not welcome in ShadowClan, or in any part of the forest.[/size]

[size=9pt]Well, the kit seemed polite enough. That was a good start. Maybe she would be worth the bother of trying to convince. Basilkit seemed rather respectful, respectful towards an elder. Elder. The word meant very little to Thornfang, though it meant that the Clan got to 'take care of him' as if he was a helpless scrap of fur. He understood that was in the Code, and was a very honourable thing to do. It was true that cats naturally got weaker with age, and the Warrior Code protected them from being neglected. But Thornfang didn't need that protection, as much as he appreciated and respected it. He had enough determination to fight against age, and become an incredibly powerful individual.

He noticed Basilkit shuffle her paws, and sensed nervousness. Good. She should be afraid. She was talking to the next leader of ShadowClan after all, chosen by StarClan themselves. Wanting to induce more fear into the she cat, he unsheathed his claws briefly, examining them. They were long, but nothing compared to his terrifying fangs. He sheathed them again, and answered the kit, "Oh, there's plenty you could do. I really do need my bedding changed, my fur cleaned..." the list went on and on. Sure, Thornfang could take care of himself, and he generally did, but the fact that other cats would be prepared to help him was quite comforting as well as amusing. "'But I'll spare you this time if you just have a simple little conversation with me. An elder sure does get lonely, and surely you wouldn't turn down a chat... unless the chores sound more appealing."That was when he gave a quite terrifying smile, showing off his incredibly sharp teeth. But nobody could accuse him of threatening Basilkit. He was just smiling.[/size]

[size=9pt]OK! Shall I make a thread where Thornfang casually starts voicing his disapproval to Sparrow?[/size]

[size=9pt]Thornfang noticed the kit's disinterest in his claws. Maybe she was just too young to understand the pain that would be inflicted on someone at the receiving end of them. If Basilkit turned out to be a problem, well, she would learn just what happened to cats who angered Thornfang, either personally, or by going against the will of the almighty StarClan.

He wasn't surprised at her acceptance. Young cats these days didn't exactly take pleasure in cleaning out a den or helping an elder with their ticks. It was another thing that disgusted the dark brown tomcat. When he had been younger, he would have leapt at the chance to help another cat and impress not only those around him, but the wise warriors of StarClan. It didn't matter how apparently repulsive a task was - Thornfang would be on it. And now that he had treated the cats of the Clan with that amount of respect, it was time for others to do the same for him, Thornfang, the 'helpless' and 'retired' elder of ShadowClan.

Thinking of this, the elder narrowed his eyes a little, digging his claws into the ground. He was glad to get a chance to talk to Basilkit, but sensed that if not faced with different tasks otherwise, she wouldn't have spoken to him at all. Either that, or Thornfang was just being grumpy and negative. The second option certainly didn't cross his mind.

"Well then,"he replied, showing little emotion in his voice for fear that if he did, there would be more than a small hint of aggression. "What do you think of... StarClan, and the Warrior Code?"Best ask the most important question first before he carried on working towards the goal he hoped to achieve with Basilkit.[/size]

[size=9pt]Thornfang wasn't in the best of moods, though he never was. He went through the same extreme sadness every morning, but it wasn't just early morning grumpiness. It was because he trained in the Dark Forest. Thornfang knew it was an extreme sin, and the agony it caused the elder, knowing that he was going against StarClan, was something he could hardly bear. But the dark brown tom was doing the right think. With enough training, he would be able to take over the Clan and return strict following of the Warrior Code. That was all he wanted. It certainly didn't make him the villain.

But that had never stopped Thornfang for feeling bad. The Dark Forest was a terrible place, filled with terrible cats. He hated them all, merely putting up with them for training purposes. He had killed several Dark Forest warriors during his time there, and watching them fade away had been the most pleasurable feeling. When Thornfang was strong enough, and had enough allies, he would murder plenty of Dark Forest warriors. If they thought they could trust him, they could think again. The elder was anything but silly and naive.

It was then that he spotted Sparrowstar. That tortie had bent the Code too many times for Thornfang's liking, and the idea of eliminating her very much appealed to him. But for now, he would act normal around her, as normal as he could despite his hatred. He only hoped that failure didn't plan on approaching him.[/size]

[size=9pt]sparrow and thorn thread!
https://feralfront.com/index.php?topic=2451985.new#new
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[size=9pt]Thornfang could sense something like unconfidence or confusion coming from the kit. Well, in this 'modern' ShadowClan, perhaps it was a little weird. But what better discussion was there than one about religion? All Thornfang wanted was to follow every rule in the Code to the best of his ability, and honour StarClan. He knew that his siblings and his father were up there in the stars right now, and that despite all that he had done, they were looking down on him, smiling. They had to be. He was doing this for them!

Thornfang's heart skipped a beat and he growled softly when Basilkit mentioned not being ShadowClan born. The tomcat hated outsiders, believing they were nothing more than a waste of space, and a disgrace to StarClan. His claws sunk deeper into the ground. Allies? Well, the tomcat now had other plans, and ridding the Clan of this disgusting kit was at the top of his list. As much as he wanted to block out the she cat's words, he carried on listening, mentally apologising to his ancestors for engaging in conversation with this outsider.

And Basilkit hadn't even really thought about it? Well, what a surprise! She had just strolled in, deciding that she would be welcome and be a great warrior and all! Good luck there. She wouldn't be, once Thornfang was done with her. She seemed to speak positively of the code, but Thornfang bitterly knew that she probably actually had no idea what it meant. When Basilkit stated that the code 'kept them alive' he resisted the urge to tear her apart. No, she hadn't done anything terrible yet. It wasn't like those apprentices who had caused his father's death, or the queen whom Thornfang believed to be his mother who had caused his siblings' deaths. But surely someone like Basilkit would cause plenty of problems in the future.

The dark furred elder noticed the small smile upon the kit's face, and felt angrier and angrier. Did this kit realise what a mistake she was? She never should have joined ShadowClan. "I can't help but disagree with your way of thinking,"he spoke with a soft, unnerving growl, his voice somewhat gentle. "Have you not faced any hostility from the cats here?"Probably not. It seemed that none of them could care less about StarClan or the Warrior Code.[/size]