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Post by }xx.£eaƒm∞n , , on Jul 6, 2008 2:10:21 GMT -5
- Call me Silenteagle, my friend.
- StarClan willed me to be a tom.
- I walk in the cast of a feline.
- I have lived for 20 moons.
- I take after the Maine Coone.
- Here is a photo for you to kiss: [KiSS Me]
- Love it forever.
- My home and heart is MountainClan.
- I serve as a Warrior.
- What is it like inside me? I'm an all-around good guy. Fights are things I do not care for. I would rather make the kits laugh than charge into battle. No, I am very peaceful. However, I am also very haughty and self-loving. I have a big ego and hate it when people make fun of me. I'm awesome and I know it, and don't you dare question such. Otherwise, I'll be your best friend.
- Want me to tell you of the past?
I was born to a kittypet family in a log home near the mountains. I was the offspring of my mother, Cinnamon, and my father was a stud cat that our twoleg had rented. I think his name may have been Kestrel.
My siblings were only a brother, Rabbit, who was the fighter of the two of us, constantly pouncing on me, dust bunnies, Cinnamon's tail, anything that moved. Life was peaceful enough, but my brother's aggressive attitude and short temper made me withdraw, which is why I was later named Silence. I rarely spoke, for it seemed everything I said made Rabbit mad.
After a few months of living like this, Rabbit finally lost his temper full throttle on me when I accidentally ate all of our food for the day. He clawed and bit at me so badly that I was presumed dead, and the twoleg tossed me out the back door.
Luckily for me, StarClan was on my side. Ebonyleaf happened to be near the house, looking for herbs in the garden, and she found me, kindly carrying me all the way back into the mountains to camp.
Shadowstar, the leader at the time, was highly against my staying, especially because of my kittypet background, but Ebonyleaf's calm, firm words finally convinced her to let me stay. A gentle queen in the Clan, Roanbranch, mothered me for a few weeks as I healed from my injuries, and when I was strong enough, I was matched with a gentle but firm mentor by the name of Thorndash.
Thorndash treated me like his son, but was tough when it came to training, and he helped to carve me into a true MountainClanner, one that scaled cliffs and fought eagles when needed. In fact, because of one of those very battles, I was named Silenteagle when my warrior training was complete. My confidence had soared, I was healthier and stronger than ever, and I was free. I wonder if Rabbit could have achieved all this?
- Those who are close to me:
Duskleaf of MountainClan - crush
- What I live by: "Happiness is rarely where you look for it."
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