Post by asila on Oct 25, 2007 1:46:17 GMT 1
Name: Deathstream
Gender: Female
Age: 41 moons
Clan: Smokeclan
Rank: Leader
Description
Deathstream is very imposing. She weighs ten pounds, which is large for a female and every pound of that is muscle. Her fur is long and black and flows about her, moving as though it were ebony flame. It shifts even when she is sitting still, which only adds to her other-wordly appearance. Her eyes are a very unusual fire-gold, and her gaze piercing, intense. Her ears and badly tattered, the result of a rough youth, but her long fur hides all other scars. She is terrifying in appearance, and there are those who believe she was spawned by demons.
Personality
Merciless. Deathstream expects flawless obediance and loyalty from her followers, and should she come across dissent in one of them, the infidel is sure to be maimed. The sight of blood is one of her greatest pleasures, and any who come across her would be wise not to give her a reason, however slight, to spill it. There is not a force on this earth that can intimidate her. She will fight anything, despite the odds. Even if death is a sure outcome, she will make sure her opponent bares a permanent mark from the battle. It would be her gift to her adversary before she left this world. She has promised herself that any who fight her shall receive it, and if they possess strength enough to kill her...well, then it will have to be crippling. The eyes, perhaps? She does not lose gracefully.
History
Deathstream was born to Ironclaw and Blacksoul. They had both been powerful warriors, due to their size, ferocity... and thirst for blood. Her mother had stood proud at nine pounds, her father thirteen. Deathstream had had three brothers; Fury, Firecurse, and Bloodfang. There had been one other, but she had died young. The siblings had a tendency to play to rough, and the runt hadn't been up to the challenge. Had Deathstream's ferocity been less, she would have met this same fate for her brothers were quickly growing to be as large as her father, and outweighed her considerably. But she had proved herself the scariest of the four, the most relentless, fearless, and the most clever, and so she had won the right to survive. When they became twelve moons of age, the siblings struck out on their own paths. She had remained a loner for twenty-nine moons after that, for she refused to answer to anyone. Then she arrived here... and found Smokeclan without a leader.
Gender: Female
Age: 41 moons
Clan: Smokeclan
Rank: Leader
Description
Deathstream is very imposing. She weighs ten pounds, which is large for a female and every pound of that is muscle. Her fur is long and black and flows about her, moving as though it were ebony flame. It shifts even when she is sitting still, which only adds to her other-wordly appearance. Her eyes are a very unusual fire-gold, and her gaze piercing, intense. Her ears and badly tattered, the result of a rough youth, but her long fur hides all other scars. She is terrifying in appearance, and there are those who believe she was spawned by demons.
Personality
Merciless. Deathstream expects flawless obediance and loyalty from her followers, and should she come across dissent in one of them, the infidel is sure to be maimed. The sight of blood is one of her greatest pleasures, and any who come across her would be wise not to give her a reason, however slight, to spill it. There is not a force on this earth that can intimidate her. She will fight anything, despite the odds. Even if death is a sure outcome, she will make sure her opponent bares a permanent mark from the battle. It would be her gift to her adversary before she left this world. She has promised herself that any who fight her shall receive it, and if they possess strength enough to kill her...well, then it will have to be crippling. The eyes, perhaps? She does not lose gracefully.
History
Deathstream was born to Ironclaw and Blacksoul. They had both been powerful warriors, due to their size, ferocity... and thirst for blood. Her mother had stood proud at nine pounds, her father thirteen. Deathstream had had three brothers; Fury, Firecurse, and Bloodfang. There had been one other, but she had died young. The siblings had a tendency to play to rough, and the runt hadn't been up to the challenge. Had Deathstream's ferocity been less, she would have met this same fate for her brothers were quickly growing to be as large as her father, and outweighed her considerably. But she had proved herself the scariest of the four, the most relentless, fearless, and the most clever, and so she had won the right to survive. When they became twelve moons of age, the siblings struck out on their own paths. She had remained a loner for twenty-nine moons after that, for she refused to answer to anyone. Then she arrived here... and found Smokeclan without a leader.