Strickenflame - AspenClan

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[atrb=width,600,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][bg=200815] Why do you shun me for who I am? FOR I AM Strickenflame of the great AspenClan Age twenty-five moons Gender tom Rank warrior How can I hide in the shadows of the unknown? WHEN MY PELT IS ginger tabby and my eyes are amber Scars Very few - those he does have are hidden by his thick pelt. Appearance Strickenflame is a bright ginger tom with a broad streak of auburn fur that starts at the nape of his neck and runs down the length of his back. He is covered with similarly colored tabby markings that alternate between swirls and zigzags - the elders often joke about his stripes being just as indecisive as he is. The fur around his muzzle and eyes is lighter than the rest of his body, giving his face a slightly haunted look. His medium-length pelt is the thickest on his neck and tail, giving him a lion-like appearance. It is usually wild and unruly, despite his constant efforts to groom it. However, on the few occasions he actually succeeds in taming it, it is soft and silky as a kit’s. His fangs are long and curved and tend to intimidate other cats - whether he’s in the middle of a battle-cry, a snarl, or even a friendly conversation. The tips of his ears are tapered and have tufts of fur crowning them. His eyes are a rich saffron with a small trace of blood-red surrounding the pupil. A typical AspenClan cat, he wears the shadows like a second pelt and his large paws allow him to move silently through the dark. His whiskers are thin and lengthy, making them barely visible. They are extremely sensitive to the touch and help him to find his way around unfamiliar territories at night. A hefty Maine Coon, Strickenflame is larger than most cats but from afar his thick pelt makes him look more broad-shouldered than he really is. Up close you can see that he is wiry and lean, without an ounce of unnecessary body-fat. Why do you judge me for what I’ll become? JUST BECAUSE I’M quiet AND loyal Personality Despite his fierce appearance, Strickenflame is a quiet, collected tom with a serious demeanor. He rarely talks unnecessarily or speaks out of turn - the old cliché, “kits are meant to be seen, not heard” has been engraved into his mind by his strict father. But, like the faintly glowing cinders of a dying fire, his temper can blaze up when he is goaded enough and many cats have felt the sting of his sharp tongue. He’s an easy cat to be around, but, although most cats think he’s a natural leader, Strickenflame dislikes being in a position of authority. He isn't incapable, nor is he afraid of responsibility - he's just... humble... He'll take any job that's thrust upon him, though, and as long as he is treated no differently, he would absolutely love being deputy, or maybe even leader, if he is chosen to do so. He bears pain and suffering with a stiff upper lip and never lets his emotions show, no matter how strong. Strickenflame can be prideful and stubborn at times, an aspect of his personality that he strongly dislikes, but is there nevertheless. As for his relationship with StarClan…well, lets say it’s a little rocky. He knows they’re real, of course - there is too much evidence that they’re real to question their existence. And he can’t hate them; he can’t bring himself to hate the clan of which so many of his loved ones have joined through the seasons. But he doubts they have any physical control over the clans’ life. They’re dead cats, he reasons, why should they? And if they could, why didn't they save his mother? Or Silverpaw? Still, Strickenflame tries to hide his doubt from his clanmates and follows the warrior code like any loyal clan-cat should. Preferences likes - leafbare, quiet, order, kits, being treated with respect, etc. dislikes - warm weather, chaos, cruelty, mindlessly violent cats, etc. Secret Ambitions None at all, besides to serve his clan to his best ability. Strengths/Weaknesses Strengths - combat, agility, silence, keeping things in order, stalking prey, standing up for his beliefs, etc. Weaknesses - speed, flexibility, being outspoken, making conversation, etc. How am I punished for what my kin has done? EVEN IF MY PARENTS ARE Bloodstripe AND Darkflame Family Mother - Darkflame (deceased), Father - Bloodstripe, Brother - Redmist, Brother - Jaggedstone, Sister - Robinclaw Event that Lead to being a Warrior Passing his training assessment History Strickenflame was born to the warriors Bloodstripe and Darkflame on a warm Greenleaf morning, brother to three others and the youngest of the litter. He was small and weak-looking at birth and when the medicine cat declared that the little flame-colored kit was unlikely to survive, Bloodstripe insisted on naming him Strickenkit. He opened his eyes much later than his three siblings and slept more than the average kit. But, after a moon of worry and fussing over him, Strickenkit pulled through and was healthy enough to be apprenticed with his brothers and sister. Darkflame couldn’t of been prouder when her four kits became apprentices. She was the first cat - after the leader, of course - to call out their new names and most certainly the loudest. But, not long after the apprentice ceremony, Darkflame was fatally wounded by a badger while on a patrol. Strickenpaw and his mentor, Swiftclaw, heard the commotion and raced to her side. They managed to fight off the badger with the help of three other warriors, but it was too late. Darkflame had lost too much blood. She was dying before Strickenpaw’s eyes. Unable to speak, Darkflame gazed at Strickenpaw desperately, as if she wanted to be sure that him and his siblings knew that she loved them. He inclined his head to reassure her and comforted her until her last breath. There was much grieving after her death, especially in the case of Strickenpaw, but life continued quite normally for the clan. Bloodstripe watched his kits grow up to be apprentices with little interest and quickly found another mate after Darkflame was killed. He had a pure ShadowClan lineage and was the father of at least five litters, each with different mothers. He regarded his kits with an indifferent attitude but was always there to punish and reprimand them. All his kits detested him especially Strickenpaw. Despite the fact that Strickenpaw was only his second apprentice, Swiftclaw was a wise mentor and was always considerate. In fact, Strickenpaw’s personality reflects more on his mentor than his father. Instead of punishing Strickenpaw when he disappointed him, Swiftclaw would simply say nothing. Strickenpaw found his mentor’s silence worse than a scolding and worked hard to please him. But his eye wasn’t always on his training. Over the moons of his apprenticeship, Strickenpaw had become good friends with another apprentice, Silverpaw. And then, more than friends. They both were planning what they would do in the future, which they were certain would be positive. They were wrong. Silverpaw was attacked by a paranoid WindClan patrol when she accidentally stumbled into their territory. She was too intent on the mouse she was chasing - both her and Strickenpaw’s warrior ceremony was planned the next day and she wanted to impress her clan. She fought bravely but it was four warriors against one apprentice. All the WindClan warrior had meant to do was scare her a little, but his blow caught Silverpaw in the jaw, sending her crashing into a rock. It killed her instantly. The WindClanners panicked when they saw she was dead and scampered back to their camp, vowing to tell nobody. Silverpaw’s body was found the next day by the dawn patrol. Strickenpaw was horrified. But after sitting vigil for his lost lover he went on with the warrior ceremony, knowing that Silverpaw wouldn’t want him to delay it because of her. Swiftclaw did his best to comfort his apprentice and for this Strickenpaw was grateful. The newly named Strickenflame spent the next few moons in gloomy silence, barely eating and barely sleeping. He eventually pulled out of it but he still hasn’t recovered from Silverpaw’s death. He probably never will. His depression never interfered with his duties as a warrior, though. In fact, he worked even harder to be the best he could be. And he still does to this day. Sample RP Never~! >D Yet another cat I made for another site, then brought on here. <3 *lazy Eni is lazy* You call me by the name I’ve lied I meet in secret with those who’ve died Though life is not’ but treachery This life is all the life in me

[✄ – – – VANYA!]

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Strickenflame is an awesome name, by the way.