SLATESTONE
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We dwell in quiet places
Where mortals sleep eternally
We earthbound angels made of stone
Keeping vigil for thee__________________________________________________
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NAME Slatestone
AGE 22 Moons
GENDER Tom-cat
RANK Young Warrior
FORMER RANKS Kitten - Apprentice
FUTURE RANKS Warrior - Senior Warrior - Elder - Deputy - LeaderFORMER NAMES Slatekit - Slatepaw
FUTURE NAMES SlatestarSEASON BORNBIRTHPLACE Windclan[/size]
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Stone angels carved by human hands
In honor of the dead
Giving meaning to the path
Where mortals dare to tread__________________________________________________
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CHARACTER TRAITS[b] Smart - Calm - Friendly - Dreamy - Easygoing
[b]CHARACTER EXPLANATION In tegenstelling tot zijn zus, is hij erg rustig en vriendelijk. Hij is ook niet echt bepaald op zijn mondje gevallen al lijkt het misschien wel zo. Dit komt omdat hij behoorlijk dromerig is. Hij vergeet dan de werkelijkheid en is dan vooral gefocust op de toekomst. Net zoals sommige kittens is hij in staat om zich helemaal te verliezen in alles. Dit betekend dat hij misschien afgeleid kan worden door een fladderende vlinder, bijvoorbeeld. Dat kan natuurlijk ook in de negativiteit werken. Al doet hij dit niet bewust. Hij is erg kalm, de meesten zullen hem niet zo snel opgefokt zien worden. Dit betekend dus ook dat hij goed met zijn zus op kan schieten hierdoor. Al deze karaktereigenschappen samen zorgen ervoor dat hij over het algemeen erg gemakkelijk is in omgang.
DISLIKES Twolegs - Bloodclan - Risks
LIKES Family - Friends - ClanAnd if you care to rest a spell
In this quiet place we dwell
You too will come to understand
The stories we will tell
Stories that are etched in stone
For each departed soul
And their journey here on earth
The greatest stories ever told
So listen very carefully
With your heart and not your ears
And with our silent voices
Let us take you through the years
Of one dearly departed
And her life of joy and tears
From the cradle to the grave
A life of courage and of fear
Now step with us into this realm
Where earth and heaven meet
And see the petals of this Rose
Strewn o'er the cobbled streets
And like the rose that bears her name
May her beauty bloom again
In all its glory in this story
Amid the thorns that still remain
Let us tell you of a child
Born in eighteen twenty-five
A little girl so pure and shy
She made the willows sigh
In a land where wooden ships
With canvas wings did fly
On a wailing wind
With the moon and the stars
Their only guide
A child born without a sin
The way that life begins
Who at the age of seventeen
Lost her innocence
To a Captain
Twice her age
Who on that fateful day
Took away her freedom
When she became his slave
How at the age of 17
She finally came to know
The bitter thorn that lies beneath
The beauty of the rose
As she hid his seed
Beneath a frock
Of slavery and shame
And her face beneath a veil of tears
Each one
Cried in vain
Bought by this man
A widower
Raising babes that weren't her own
She called upon her inner strength
To make this land her home
While he remained for months at sea
She waited patiently
Until the day when one-by-one
The leaves fell from the trees
As autumn died
And heaven cried
Her baby girl was born
While all the village gossips
Looked at Rose with utter scorn
A stranger in a strange strange land
A Rose that whites called black
In that moment realized
There was no going back[/i]
W.I.P