Post by Scarheart321 on Jul 15, 2011 13:04:45 GMT -5
COLDMASK!
Name:
Coldmask
Gender:
Tom
Current Age:
28 moons
Personality:
Coldmask is calm and persuasive, having no real interest in sharing his past or present with anyone. He is mysterious but loving on every level that could be imagined. His heart is generous to all those that he meets but he is extremely loyal and will fight till death. The only true hatred he has is hidden in his mind.
Clan:
SkyClan
Rank:
Warrior
Eyes:
Startling blue
Pelt:
A slender edge of gray covers his body but a silk of blue edges over him, making him like the moon. With gray ears, paws, and tail tip he is unique and a white muzzle.
Clan Page Description;
Coldmask; A medium blue-gray tom with startling blue eyes.
Scars:
Some, not many.
|| History ||
Kit;
When he was a kit he was born the second smallest of the litter, only bested by his sister Littlekit in that department. His mother Creampelt and his father Watereyes loved him dearly throughout his kithood, pushing him on to his dream of being a medicine cat. He knew his father didn't much like it but he never said anything, just always encouraged Coldkit to keep trying when he would sit and watch the medicine cat at work.
As he grew his brother, Lionkit and him would fight repeatedly and Lionkit would mock him for wanting to become a medicine cat. Littlekit would usually intervene and stop the fight but by the time their father died after being attacked on the border the damage was done. He decided to become a warrior to best his brother and show everyone his true strength.
Apprentice;
When they were apprenticed Coldkit had given up his dream of being a medicine cat, never truly not wanting to but just giving it all up. He vowed then to be the better cat out of him and his brother. He was paired with a calm tom name Breezefoot. When the two would go out to train he would always see his brother's mentor Thistlethorn sneaking off but he could never follow since he was under the watch of Breezefoot all the while.
One night when he awoke he saw his sister leaving their den and he shot up to stop her, asking where she was going. She told him that she was following Lionpaw and that if she was not back soon go to Briarstar because she felt something wrong. He agreed and he waited like she said but what shot through him next was what sent him on his mission, not her absence. A bright vision of the moon and blood rang in his ears and the sight of claws dancing against each other split the air. A voice like honey soothed in his ear as green and amber eyes met in a fiery battle, "Two will die, opposed yet equal. Betrayal in love. One life will end the sequel."
He jumped as it left him and he ran to Briarstar's den, no time to explain as he rushed out fearfully into the clearing. Briarstar sensed his fear and called his warriors to him and as he raced down through the rocks and the path he smelled blood and the voice echoed in his ear. As he reached the clearing he saw his sister's eyes turn white and a yowl echoed in his throat as he leaped forward and tackled a cat. Behind him Briarstar and SkyClan burst forth from the darkness, destroying all sound. As the battle ended he padded to his sister's side and let a low wail but Briarstar came to his side and soothed him saying, "She will always be with us."
And in that moment he heard her honey sweet voice laughing and echoing across the way. Both Briarstar and Coldpaw shared a look and followed cautiously. Her laughter echoing in the canyon was soon replaced by the sound of fighting and then a yowl. He raced to see and as he came into view of the bright moon he looked as his brother hung for his life on the cliff. Just as he was about to run to him Briarstar burst forward and snatched his brother up.
That night he went to see what had become of Thistlethorn and as he reached the canyon floor he saw the tom crawling into the night, only stopped by a small group of Creed cats. His eyes sparked as the amber eyed tom stepped forth, "Brothers," Thistlethorn mewed, "You've come for me."
With one look Shard grinned, "Yes we have."
And with one horrifying look from Thistlethorn not even a shriek could escape his throat as the dark tom killed him.
Warrior/Med Cat/MCA;
Coldpaw was hardened after the experience and did not speak of anything much anymore. Soon he earned his name Coldmask and grew with a hatred for his arrogant brother as time went on.
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Sig thanks to Quiara! 
