Falconstrike-Master of Creed

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F A L C O N S T R I K E
Master, 37 moons , the Creed,

A P P E A R A N C E
goldenish yellow, Scottish Fold mix, male,
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Falconstrike is medium in size. His body is hefty and rather bulky looking. His legs aren't particularly long but are thick with large paws at the end. Inside those round little paws of his however, are lethal and very sharp claws. Like his legs, Falconstrike's tail is on the short and thick side with a perfectly round tip. His head is a perfect circle. This guy's muzzle is close to his face and has circular whisker pads as well. The whiskers on his muzzle are very long and very crooked in some places. Unlike most of his family and ancestors, his ears are not folded, but straight. Though small and thin, they sharply detect the softest of sounds. Falcon's head is domed and he has a rather short neck. All in all, he is a very compact cat. He may look big to others because of the impressive muscle he has built up, but he is in fact only medium in size.


Falconstrike has a dusty brown pelt with faded black striped that darken as they ring his tail. His small button nose is ringed in black and a deep hot pink on the inside. On his chin is a little splash of a tannish white like a beard. Falcon has widely spaced, large eyes that are a beautiful tarnished yellow that could be called gold. His pupils are slits that widen and round out toward the middle. Overall, Falcon is a compact yet muscular and cute cat that is way more dangerous than he looks.

P E R S O N A L I T Y
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energetic, hot-tempered, controlling, secretive, mysterious, violent

Falconstrike is usually very energetic. Nothing seems to tire the fluff-ball. Anyhing that's put in front of him is thrown out of tge way by his hyper energy. It is very evident in thise wide eyes. Just like his cute, kitten-like appearence, Falcin enjoys acting like a kit and having fun with things. Most see him as easy-going and friendly. Most of the time, he is! You will see him bouncing and rolling about with younger cats and training them tirelessly that loud, unwavering voice of his. Most say that energy if his is infectious. Then again, they usually change their minds once his dark side is shown.

The hot-tempered side of Falconstrike is not one you would want to face in battle. If you tease about his size or cuteness, he will go off his rocker. No cat wants that. More than his strength, that glare and loud voice when it's full of rage is enough to stop time and have it rewind in terror. Lots of random things trigger this bad Falconstrike. Well, to other cats they are random. However, to Falcon, they are reminders of what he's been through.

Control is something Falconstrike must have. He always needs to feel in control or he will make it so he is. He believes that if there is a will, there's a way. That's not always a good thing with this tom. If he finds something interesting, he must not only find a way to have power over it, but he must have every bit of knowledge he can find abot it so he can 'flawlessly' own it and maintain his leadership of the group or possibly even community.

Secrets,secrets. Falconstrike is full of 'em. Not many are good either. Lots of them have gruesome and terrifying details that most cats would shiver at the thought of. Most of those are of his past. The others are of what he plans to do in the future. Well, there are other lose ones that are part of him forever, but those will hopefully forever stay secrets.

Ah, mystery! Falconstrike is full of it. All of this secret keeping is bound to make you seem even a bit shrouded from others. Mysteriousness is somewhat a way for Falconstrike to hide from himself. He already knows he is possibly too messed up to even be fixed, but he tries his darndest to hide it because he doesn't want to be discarded....again

Once a bit of his insanity, history, secrets, and hot-temper are questioned or picked at, Falconstriie is a violent cat. Oh, and don't even think of taking his control from him. Then, you better run away fast before he obliterates you. Control is the one thing that makes him feel complete so,if you take that away, he will be utterly livid. Once angered enough, Falcon can only see red and blindly attacks any cat that presents themselves to him. This is both life threatening for him and good defense. A powerful weakness above that.

H I S T O R Y
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Falconkit started out as any normal kit...well, kind of. The only difference was that his father was a rogue named Hawk and his mother was a ThunderClanner named Ashstrike. Falconkit had one sibling. His name was Stonekit. They were referred to as bad omens and looked down at by all tye Clan once their mother revealed their heritage. It wasn't so bad for the unknowing kits. They acted just as rambunctious as the rest and loved the Clan perhaps more than others. However, Ashstrike missed her mate and was tired of the rejection her Clan had shown her. So, she planned to run away. But, Falconkit and Stonekit refused to go. They loved their home and playmates! Finally, Ashstrike decided to stay for her kits. The opportunity would come once again when they became apprentices. And so the kits lead their kithood peacefully with many friends whom loved their company and didn't mind their mothers' scoldings about them playing witht he two 'omens'. Their apprenticeship wouldn't be so peaceful. Nothig could prepare them for the hell they would go through.

Falconpaw was excited like every other cat once he was apprenticed! Stonepaw was always more reserved and didn't make as big of a deal out of it as the others. However, Stonepaw ended up having the better deal. Sure, he got a strict and sometimes violent mentor, but the bullying was usually sheilded from him by Falconpaw. One cat in particular did most of it. His name was Racoonpaw. This tom got on Falconpaw's utmost nerves with the constant pestering. They ended up 'play fighting' many times and often trained together since their mentors weee mates. Sunflare, Falconpaw's mentor trained him hard and often clawed and slashed Falconpaw if he did something unsatisfactory. So, soon enough, he just did everything as strainingly perfect as possible so he wouldn't be beaten. This tired Falconpaw. It seemed to be one bully session after another. It was starting to become unbareable.

Falconstrike was relieved to have survived apprenticeship. Now, his playful, kitten-like side was a rarity and he was more hot-tempered. Newly named Stonestep seemed to be happy and have dodged any major bullying. He even had a lot of friends. Falconstrike was happy for him. Racoonstripe was bent on making Falconstrike leave though. So, one day, he finally made Falconstrike snap. He killed Ashstrike and attempted to murder Stonestep as well. This is what really sent Falconstrike off his rocker. In blind rage, he narrowly missed killing Racoonstripe and thrown out of the Clan in a jumble of claws and teeth. Stonestep was left with a big secret and in shock. Falconstrike was barely sane with how much rage he held and searched tirelessly for his father.

Once finding Hawk, he found that his father had founded a group called the Creed. Even though he was the Master's son, he had to start out as a Slave. He was treated like nothing and was harped on harshly. This was way worse than his Clan life! But, eventually, Falconstrike learned to keep his feelings hidden and just shut up. He no longer took any cat's crap a eventually tore his way through the ranks. Once he had already staged the death of the Assistant, his next target was his own father.

Hawk never saw it coming. He loved his son and was proud. So, he wouldn't have thought he would be killed by the one cat he now cherished most. Falconstrike was ready to have control for once. He didnt know how much it would affect his barely clinging sanity at the time.

Quickly luring his father to a walk near the city where the kittypets lived, he pushed Hawk in front of a car which killed him instantly. Afterward, Falconstrike claimed his slot as leader and began his plot for revenge on ThunderClan.

. . . . * * * * * * * . . . . copy write of Lightning do not steal.

extended copy write of this template to Hades do not steal.

[The Doctor]

ACCEPTED!

Well then! I can't wait to see how you roleplay him, he is a valuable addition to our plot, as you know. Now, go and start roleplaying! :D I command it!