Firestone~ShadowClan Medicine Cat

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Name: Firestone
Moons: 25
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Gender: Tom
Clan: ShadowClan
Rank: Medicine Cat
Theme Song:youtube.com/watch?v=65hdUrSxWAw -Paint It Blaick by the Rolling Stones
Description:

Short Description:A large black tom with a light orange marking shaped like a flameing stone.

Appearance: .::Looks::.~Firestone is a glossy, jetblack tom. His massive paws are a lighter gray, blending greatly into his black body. The same with his tail, just it is a darker gray. A pathch of light orange can been seen on his chest in the shape of a stone with flames (thus his name). His eyelashes are white. He is not very handsome because his scars distort his face and cover most of his body. One tooth is crooked and yellow, standing out against his other perfectly alingined white teeth.
.::Size::.~Firestone is a large tomcat. He is strong, his body being muscular and very heavy. His leags are mediumsized with large paws on the end that have long shap claws. He is larger amd hevyer then most cats, giveing him an advantage during battle.
.::Length::.~Firestone is about a foot in length. His tail is around four inches. He has short eyelashes.
.::Eyes::.~Firestone has small amber eyes that are clouded with sadness which always seem to be narrowed. They are surrounded by short white eyelashes which bring out their coloring.
.::Pelt::.~Firestone's pelt is short and flat. It is black, gray, and light orange, broken in places by scars. In mudautum, his pelt gets thicker and stays thick untill about early spring. It looks messy untill about midspring.
.::Muscles::.~Firestone's muscles are large are hard, showing that he is a strong cat and is very heavy. His muscles bulge under his pelt, makeing it shimmer with every move and strechting his scars, makeing them morf even more.
.::Scars::.~A thick scar runs above Firestone's eyes, makeing them narrow. Many smaller scars run down his back and one thin long scar goes down his right front leg in a spiral-like shape. Another thin scar runs from his chin and curves around his stone marking. Firestone's scars distort his face and stech with each step. When his pelt is thick, the only scars you can see are the thick one, the spiral, and the one curved around his stonemark.





History: .::Kithood 1-5 moons::.~The first words Firestone heard were, "What a great fighter he will be! I will take him to the better nursury." And then he was lifted, as a sightless kit, away from his birthmother and to the Head Queen, Tempest. The stench of blood was the first thing, other then his mother, that he smelled. When he was placed down next to Tempest, he snuggled up into her. Her warm milk pleased him. When he could finnaly see, he wished he could go back to being sightless. His Clan, TerrorClan, had camped in a dump. Blood stained cats walked around, fighting each other. He remembers asking once why they were fighting, only to get sent out of camp for the night. TerrorClan's leader, Spike, didn't approve of kits asking `stupid` questions. That night was when he lost trust in all cats. The wind blew through his kitfur. Any cat that passed him kicked dirt in his face. There was no love in this Clan. He grew up to become the strongest kits, Spikes pride and joy. Needless to say, Firestones apprentice caremony was a nightmare.
.::Appreticeship 6-12 moons::.~"Let all you pathetic cats come here now!" Spike called. "My kit is to become an apprentice!" Cats gathered arouned, wanting to mentor the promising tom. Firestone looked around him. pathetic pretty much sumed them up. He was given his apprentice name, Firestone. All went surprisingly well. A kinder she-cat was his mentor, Penny. She taught his every fighting move and how to hunt and see if the food was posined or not. Then it happened. A Clan from far away, SunClan, came and attacked the camp. Firesone was attacked and given his thick scar. Unable to take the harsh life of the Twolegplace CLans, he ran. But he knew not of the other Twolegplace Clan, AllyClan. They would have killed him if the Twoleg hadn't came. It chased them away, but left Firestone in the ally. Slowly, FIrestone made it to the side of the road were he was picked up by a vet. He was healed and managed to escape before he was fixed. During his last moon as an `apprentice` Firestone found the Clans far from the Twolegplace Clans. He setteld into TreeCLan, finding comfort in the silence of these other Clans. He was trained for an extra moon then named a warrior of TreeClan.
.::Warriorship 13-24... moons::.~As a warrior, Firestone became more relaxed. He learned to communica better and to hunt and not worry about posion. He was a great warrior. Many said so, but none said it to his face. His life was good none he less. He loved hunting and fighting, but foundf i stupid to have such a small territory. He was used to roaming miles on end. He stepped over boarders countlees times because he didn't think they belonged to different Clans. Battles scared his pelt even more, leaving him a morfed mess.

Personality:

Personality: .::Personality::.~Firestone is a quiet cat. He is able to love but finds it difficult to find one who loves him. Not shy, but unwilling to open up to anyone he doesn't find trustworthy, it is not easy for him at all. He can love, but can't trust. Trsut was ruined for him way back. He is loyal somewhat to his leader. Loyalness to him comes with trust and love.
.::Thought On Clans::.~What a waste of time, fighting each other when we can get so much futher if we just combined forces! Under one, strong fearless leader we would rule! Every rouge and loner would cower in fear and no cat would dare go against us. That is all we need. One Clan. One leader. A worl to explore and conquer! We could expanded our territory and defeat all who stand in our way! I grew up leanering that one strong, large Clan was better than four! Even five! With more then one Clan, territory would grew small with cats multiplying. Slowly we would destry ourselves without knowing. I tell you now, join together as one and thrive, or die a slow painful death! That's how the 'greatest' always go isn't it? Trying to defend one Clan. Their own Clan. Just make one Clan and there ya go! Longer lifespan for all of us!
.::In Battle::.~Firestone is firce in battle. He may not support more then one Clan, but he still likes a good battle now and again! His knowledge of battle moves is amazing! He would fight to the death if he could! Firestone doesn;t fight for his Clan, he fights for himself. Any cat he can get his claws on, he fights. The attacke he is best at is the deadly neck bite, but he knows he is not to use it. It isn't honorable, but that is not enough to stop him from fighting any who stand in his way.
.::In Love::.~Firestone would be able to be a loveing mate. He can care for others if they care for him too. He would give his life for the right she-cat. He would be loveing in loyal, the only thing he would hold back on is trust...and his history.

History:

History: .::Kithood 1-5 moons::.~The first words Firestone heard were, "What a great fighter he will be! I will take him to the better nursury." And then he was lifted, as a sightless kit, away from his birthmother and to the Head Queen, Tempest. The stench of blood was the first thing, other then his mother, that he smelled. When he was placed down next to Tempest, he snuggled up into her. Her warm milk pleased him. When he could finnaly see, he wished he could go back to being sightless. His Clan, TerrorClan, had camped in a dump. Blood stained cats walked around, fighting each other. He remembers asking once why they were fighting, only to get sent out of camp for the night. TerrorClan's leader, Spike, didn't approve of kits asking `stupid` questions. That night was when he lost trust in all cats. The wind blew through his kitfur. Any cat that passed him kicked dirt in his face. There was no love in this Clan. He grew up to become the strongest kits, Spikes pride and joy. Needless to say, Firestones apprentice caremony was a nightmare.
.::Appreticeship 6-12 moons::.~"Let all you pathetic cats come here now!" Spike called. "My kit is to become an apprentice!" Cats gathered arouned, wanting to mentor the promising tom. Firestone looked around him. pathetic pretty much sumed them up. He was given his apprentice name, Firestone. All went surprisingly well. A kinder she-cat was his mentor, Penny. She taught his every fighting move and how to hunt and see if the food was posined or not. Then it happened. A Clan from far away, SunClan, came and attacked the camp. Firesone was attacked and given his thick scar. Unable to take the harsh life of the Twolegplace CLans, he ran. But he knew not of the other Twolegplace Clan, AllyClan. They would have killed him if the Twoleg hadn't came. It chased them away, but left Firestone in the ally. Slowly, FIrestone made it to the side of the road were he was picked up by a vet. He was healed and managed to escape before he was fixed. During his last moon as an `apprentice` Firestone found the Clans far from the Twolegplace Clans. He setteld into TreeCLan, finding comfort in the silence of these other Clans. He was trained for an extra moon then named a warrior of TreeClan.
.::Warriorship 13-23 moons::.~As a warrior, Firestone became more relaxed. He learned to communica better and to hunt and not worry about posion. He was a great warrior. Many said so, but none said it to his face. His life was good none he less. He loved hunting and fighting, but foundf i stupid to have such a small territory. He was used to roaming miles on end. He stepped over boarders countlees times because he didn't think they belonged to different Clans. Battles scared his pelt even more, leaving him a morfed mess.
.::Medicine Cat Ship 24- ...moons::.~Firestone bacame medicne cat at 24 moons. He likes healing, which suprised him!

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