[honor] & [duty]

[Bladeraptor]

Name: Bladeraptor.
Age: Twenty-four moons.
Gender: Tom
Personality:

Bladeraptor holds a high sense of honor and duty.

He is often mercilessly aggressive against those whom oppose him and which are the enemy…and mercilessly opinionated as well. He is very ‘here and now’, in that sense, a quick planner and quick to attack.

Often very eloquent in speech and sometimes quite verbose however, Bladeraptor is often found expressing aggravation at useless bickering and chatter although hypocritically takes part with a certain hyper she-cat comrade. While his high sense of warriorism can be seen cold and ruthless, the tom is, beneath it all, a very respectable and honorable character. No matter what, he will always operate with honor - especially in combat, never striking an opponent while they are down, nor making a challenge which he does not deem fair.

Description:

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History:

In the beginning, there was war.

From the moment the little kit took his first wobbly steps from the nursery, there had been warfare around him. While their clan upheld a very different Warrior’s Code then their opposition, Bladeraptor grew older and practically immersed himself in it. He quickly rose in ranks yet never managed to quite get a paw hold in that coveted rank of deputy – or, better yet, leader. Calling out the leader in front of the entire camp he called him a fool who’s while ambitions were going to bring down the clan. After a confrontation, which the young tom was hastily beaten and thrown out.

Willing, Bladeraptor left – the leader had broken one of the Warrior Codes in front of everyone; he had allowed a traitor to leave alive.

The other clan locked in this deadly war, of which the true start had long been forgotten, took pity on the brown tabby who stumbled, half blind with blood running from a deep head wound, and took him into their camp. This didn’t impress the tom much, still seeing them still as a bunch of weaklings, but their strength in numbers surprised him. He changed sides officially then, staying with the peaceful clan for several moons – until an illness carried by vermin swept across the camp, killing a majority of their fighters.

Missed by the plague, Bladeraptor turned his back on the clan and struck out, earning a nearly crushing blow to his honor in doing so. But with his birth clan circling in like a pack of hungry wolves, and knowing the war was soon to be over forever with the deaths of all those other cats, it had become a matter beyond pride but of sheer survival. For moons he traveled, alone and trying to piece his honor back together – making sure to uphold the Code, which seemed so different from any other clan that existed, that he had grown up with.

Weak and tired, he soon succumbed to dehydration, and our tale would have ended here and there be no character to RP if a wandering Mistclan warrior hadn’t came along...

Other:

Throwing together a bio really quick, don't mind me~

Oh, character image photoshopped by the almighty Xikiness. used it to make the icon for 'em. xDD

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