tigerpaw ||FIN||

name,

nicknames,

age,

gender,

clan,

rank,

blood status,

mentor,

fur color,

eye color,

distinguising features,

picture,

likes,

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strengths,

weaknesses,

relationship status,

sexuality,

overall personality,

[/i] is? you want to know just what makes this tom tick? well, sit back in your seat, dear, and get ready for the show and tell of a life time. while the young apprentice may look warm and approachable from a distance, don't get your hopes up in actually talking to him. tiger is what you would call the 'strong silent type' he's not one for words, and generally dislikes talking altogether. primarily, the male is very distant and comes across as serious or rather cold. the way he looks at others is very piercing, like he is trying to figure out the best way to make a move, the motions flicking through his head for a split second before he acts on them.

while he is decidedly far from the warm and fuzzy type, tigerpaw does enjoy the occasional conversation, as long as it isn't with some mouse-brained, gossiping she-cat. yes, the tom realizes that he needs to act polite towards individuals and keep up appearances, such as going to gatherings and clan meetings, conversing with individuals though he finds it troublesome, and forming alliances. after all, completely alienating himself from his fellow “clan mates" would make him unpopular. tigerpaw is someone that definitely understands the game of politics and how it works: popularity is everything.

so, he listens to other's problems, helps some, and makes sure that he is a stunning individual on the outside when he is far from it on the inside, but never mind that. it is extremely rare to ever see a smile on tigerpaw's face, honestly, the closest he comes to is more of a grimace than a smile. it's a widely known fact that the apprentice's sense of humor is, well, non-existent save for the sarcasm that drips in his tone when attempts small-talk or jokes. this in turn, makes him come across as rude to many, though there are a few select cats that "warm his heart".

tigerpaw is a highly intellectual, calculating, and a strategist creature by nature, carefully looking into every situation, searching for the pros and cons of each potential move, and figuring out the best course of action. tigerpaw is what one could call a "silvertongue". lies seem to float past the young apprentices lips without heed, many believing him due to his uncanny acting skills. though it's a huge secret, and he has never told a soul, tigerpaw has no belief in starclan whatsoever. the tom can't fathom that dead cats are watching over the clans, sending them omens and such. when talk of this supposed "starclan" comes up, tigerpaw nods politely, while his own thoughts are filled with scoffing, sarcastic remarks that he would never dare repeat out loud.

after life threw a crappy hand of lessons, the tom's mask has become the definition of his entire being. silent anonymity seeps from every pore in his body, and is a personification that took moons to accomplish and perfect. tigerpaw isn't the kind of tom that will let his guard down easily, and he's definitely not the kind of cat that falls in "love". if some she-cat wants to stick by his side, then she'll have to be able to keep up with the toms snarky personality and lets face it; it would take a real miracle if a female like that came into tigerpaw's life any time soon.[/ul]
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this is where the story begins, with two star-crossed lovers, bound to destroy lives that weren't theirs to control in the first place. thus, our story begins with nightmare, a black rogue, that had been stealing food from the clan for many moons. nightmare had been born a rogue, forced to fight for her life at a rather young age, and because of this the she-cat was extremely violent as well as wary of the clan cats that she lived near. often times the she-cat would venture out into the forests, seeing how far she could get before she was finally discovered. in her younger days, this had seemed like the best of games. but of course, all cats grew older, and things were constantly changing in the world. when the small patch of land that she had fought tooth and claw over ran out of food, nightmare began venturing further and further into the nearby thickets of trees, scavenging for the most part, with the occasional fresh meal when she got lucky during a hunt.

at around fourteen moons, nightmare was caught for first time, though it would definitely not be the last. still young enough to play things off with an "innocent" look and a stuttering apology, it was no surprise that she she-cat was let off with a warning and not a scratch on her. the leader of the patrol, a large silver-white tom with a scattering of stripes over his body had caught the she-cats attention, though she hadn't thought much of it then. nearly a moon later, nightmare was once again caught roaming the forests, this time a lone cat that attacked her without hesitation. the two fought, nightmare defending herself, and the other cat defending its territory. soon, the rather small but feisty she-cat was pinned beneath the larger weight, defiant as she snarled up into a vaguely familiar face. with a promise not to attack, the female had been let up, and the tom had sat back to look her over eyes glinting with barely suppressed humor. the two had talked into the night, the still young she-cat learning that the toms name was gorseclaw. that night the two had parted ways, though they would soon meet again.

after moons of secret meetings and night-time strolls, nightmare had an announcement to make. she was pregnant. gorseclaw, being an extremely old-fashioned tom, wanted his mate to move into the clan immediately, confident that she would be accepted into the clan, and of course, she was. though there was quite a bit of grumbling about allowing a rogue to enter the clan as one of their own, an expecting female would never be turned away, regardless of her blood-line. merely six moons later, nightmare had her kits, thornkit, a small tom that died during birth, foxkit a large russet-colored female, and tigerkit. the next day, nightmare and foxkit were gone, thus sending gorseclaw into a state of dimensia. tigerpaw's father followed his mate, and has no been seen nor heard from since the day tigerpaw, still tigerkit then, watched his only family walk away without a backwards glance.

kit-hood
as a young kit, and after experiencing what he had, many would have expected the tom to close up. tigerpaw did, in a sense, become quite anti-social due to his father, mother and sister's swift department. and yet, sometimes it doesn't seem to effect him at all. tigerpaw truly has become a cold individual, never allowing himself to get too close to others. is it perhaps that he fears they will leave too? well, that's to be decided on in time.

despite having no parent's in the clan, and no friends to speak of, tigerpaw had a rather normal kit-hood, though he did tend to sneak out more often than others his age. tigerpaw was, needless to say, the trouble maker of any group of kits that occupied the nursery with him. he'd convince them to go on "adventures" with him to the medicine cat or leaders's dens, "exploring" them and then be the innocent one when they happened the be discovered.

apprentice-ship
after four moons of being an apprentice, tigerpaw still has much to learn. however, the tom is decidedly larger than most of the other apprentices, giving him quite the advantage when it comes to brute strength. truth be told, the young tom is constantly training, practicing battle moves either alone or with his mentor. while he still has quite a bit of training to do, the apprentice is sure to make a mighty fine warrior.

as of yet, tigerpaw hasn't experienced any major battles, though he can't help but be anxious for the day that he truly gets to defend his clan. the tom has more or less forgotten about his family, and is often a loner of sorts inside the clan due to his brute-like personality.
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other, i slightly slacked on the apprenticeship and kit-hood parts of the history ;-; sorry!