Tigerfang, warrior | The Forgotten Forest

Furcadia Login Name: tigerfang
Preferred Warrior Name: tigerfang
Desired Clan: stormclan
Desired Ranking: warrior
Desired Character Age: 40 moons
Gender: male
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Physical Description: tigerfang is a light orange tom tabby with dark orange stripes and moonlight yellow eyes, he calls himself Tigerfang cause of the strong pride he carries with him...along with how he resembles a tiger from a few cat tails away...he is also quite agile in both water and on land just like a tiger, and how his bite is worse than his hiss,
Furcadia Description: a male orange tabby, stormclan warrior
Summarized Description: a male orange tabby warrior from Stormclan
History: as a kit, he was a streamclan cat... he had recently finished his training just yesterday, but as he was swimming to catch prey, a strong current swept him up, and a twoleg rescued him...he grew up for 12 moons before he escaped one last time indefinitely (he did it a few times to prevent him from going to the cutter when the twolegs planned it) to prevent him from going to the cutter which was coming to his twoleg abode...he was a rouge for 2 moons before he rediscovered his heritage...but instead of finding his old home...he only found remnants of the past...so he set off to find out what happened to his clan...the only clues being the twoleg contraptions that seemed all too familiar...like the twolegs his owner lived with used them when he was a kittypet...
Personality: very friendly towards others, but will be violent and threatening if provoked, he loves to talk as well...talking about anything from his past to what he likes, he loves to explore unknown places...which sometimes gets him into trouble...
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Sample roleplay post: Tigerfang is paddling in the river, focused despite his efforts to create enough upward force to keep him from drowning, and spots the silvery shine of wet scales swerving under the water, then dives like a rabbit dives into a hole to hide from predators, and with one swift snap from his fangs, he has the first catch of the day. Tigerfang makes his approach to the riverbank and begins to wade out, shaking off as he drops his catch, and repeats to himself one of his favorite sayings he made up. "catch a warrior a fish...they eat for a day...teach a warrior to catch a fish...they eat for a lifetime" after he grooms himself as an extra precaution to get the water off, Tigerfang then goes to retrieve his catch from the sandy riverbank and start to trot off towards the remnants of his old clan camp...only to sense new smells and catch movement within the old camp. 'was that a cat?' he thought. "in all the stars...who is using the territory of streamclan?" he mutters through the prey in his mouth.