Post by shiny on Sept 24, 2014 21:11:56 GMT -5
Hi, my name is Swiftflame. I am 35 moons old and I serve ThunderClan as a warrior. I am a tom. I was named at birth for my small size by Lilythorn and Brackenheart.
Short Description: Small ginger tabby tom with amber eyes.
Long Description:
Personality:
Swiftflame isn't the kind of cat to get worked up. He keeps a level head in almost all situations and has become a sort of rock for his Clanmates when they face hard times. Many were surprised when Ivystar passed him over for deputy, considering their history and how well they work together. Swiftflame doesn't mind though, and is rather grateful not to constantly be in the spot light.
He's more of a thinker than a doer. Not because he's weak or slow, but more because that's just the kind of guy he is. During the chaos that was his kithood, he was the one to plan pranks and direct the others how best to get into mischief. Sure he was punished with them, but it was all in good fun.
His mind isn't limited to the here and now. Swiftflame thinks of the big picture and asks the important questions. Not just the usual ones, like 'what is the meaning of life' or 'why are we here'. He's also interested in the similarities and contrasts between different lifestyles, what makes cats the way the are.
Shit at improvising, Grudge Holder, Lenient
It's true that Swiftflame is a planner. By our terms, he could almost be called a chess master, or a puppeteer. However, he's also incredibly useless when his plans fail. Swiftflame is absolute shit at improvising, and is little more than a wet nosed panicking apprentice when it happens.
Swiftflame gets angry, just like every other cat in the world. His, however, isn't loud and fierce and expressive. No, it's a cold, unforgiving anger that you'd do best to avoid. The quiet he gets, the angrier he is. And nothing pisses him off more than hurting one of his loved ones. He will never forgive someone for making his friends or family cry.
When it comes to himself though, Swiftflame ignores personal slights almost too easily. You can fling the most horrible of insults at him and he'll just shrug them off like water off a RiverClan cat's pelt.
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History:
There was no love involved in the mating of Lilythorn and Brackenheart. They were both strong, noble warriors with pure ThunderClan blood. They had kits purely from the need of future warriors. Oh Brackenheart was a good tom, there was no doubt about that. He made sure Lilythorn was happy and healthy in the nursery while she was expecting his kits.
She gave birth on an otherwise uneventful leaf-fall day. By the end, she was the mother of two healthy toms. Both of them had ginger pelts, though the size difference was obvious. Both kits were named after their sizes; Swiftkit for the smaller but older, and Tigerkit for the larger but smaller.
From the start, Swiftkit was the calmer of the two. Tigerkit was squeaking and squealing and flailing his paws as soon as he took his first breath. He was also the first to open his eyes and speak to anybody. Swiftkit opened his eyes the same day, but was quieter and much more cautious than Tigerkit.
That wasn't to say he was afraid though. He met the eye of everyone Tigerkit introduced him to and spoke clearly and confidently. When the brothers were first allowed out of the nursery, he was just as keen to explore and ask questions as Tigerkit. Swiftkit just wasn't as obnoxious about it.
But for all their social differences, Swiftkit and Tigerkit were as close as any brothers could be. Whenever cats teased Swiftkit about his size, and trust me when I say there was a fair bunch, Tigerkit would tell them off. Whenever Tigerkit couldn't understand something, Swiftkit explained it to him in a way that actually made sense.
For a long time, they were the only kits in the nursery. Or at least, it seemed like it. At 4 moons old a queen gave birth to 2 kits, a she-kit and a tom. Swiftkit didn't pay much attention to them, as they weren't big enough to play with yet.
Tigerkit did though. Swiftkit had a feeling it had more to do with the tom's name than anything. Lionkit. And of course, being named Tigerkit, you kind of have to expect them to have a rivalry. He turned his attention to Lionkit's sister, Honeykit. Like her namesake, she was sweet and kind and much more Swiftkit's type.
A moon from becoming an apprentice, another queen gave birth to three kits. They held his attention even less than Lionkit and Honeykit did at their birth. He knew that Rosekit was small and sickly and that Hawk-kit was the only tom, but that was it.
He and Tigerkit were made apprentices side by side a moon later.
Swiftflame's mentor was a middle aged she-cat named Skyheart. She was the calm and steady sort
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