Quickfire//PeakClan

[Scorchstar]

Name:
Quickfire

Age:
30 moons

Gender:
Tom

Clan:
PeakClan

Rank:
Senior Warrior

Appearance:
Quickfire could still be considered the size of a five month old cat, in fact that was when he stopped growing. If you thought that Cragstar was small, you'd have another thing coming when it came to Quickfire. This build helped considerably with speed, agility, and an overall stealthy ability. His hunting is so incredibly superb that he could bring back the same amount of prey as a patrol of three, something unheard of after the time of LeopardClan. Not only that but combined with his extraordinary intellect he makes quite the fighter, using a method coined by himself. The 'strike-dodge-roll-strike' is a deathly combo attack, now being taught and carefully guarded in PeakClan, very useful to cats that need to use their superior speed rather than brute strength. It is however, well known that if Quickfire is pinned he doesn't have the slightest chance of getting up, despite his surprising strength. This was the cause of his only great defeat that left him near dead and badly scarred, both mentally and physically.

Quickfire is as his name suggests, fiery. His pelt is a bright ginger, the kind that lights up brilliantly in the sun. At night it glows like cool flames, glistening and glittering with every move of his small yet muscular frame. Most of his pelt is solid, with the slightest marble pattern, but it's so close to the rest of his fur that it usually goes unnoticed. Down his legs are the only really visible stripes, they are a dark ginger going down them in random order. His head also has a dark ginger tabby pattern, stripes running down to his muzzle nd on his cheeks. Quickfire's tail also has dark ginger stripes, the darkest and thickest of his pelt. A small pink nose as well as white whiskers don't really get much attention from the brightness of the rest of him.

Quickfire has eyes that don't really differ from the rest of him. They are brown amber, boring and rather camoflouged in his ginger pelt. Usually they are hardened with his moons of narrowing them in concentration at training, or they can almost appear as though laughing at the world in all its brilliance. At least they used to all the time, now those laughing eyes usually only come around when his mate is with him. You can always tell if Quickfire considers you a close friend when those eyes come out.

Quickfire was for the longest time unscathed, besides the occasional nick in his pelt that soon disappears. At twenty moons however that all changed when he got pinned. Quickfire has a slight limp, torn ear, and large clawmarks running down his chest and flanks; even a few on his muzzle, left cheek, and around his eyes. Luckily he is proud enough of his Clan that he wears these with pride, even though the memories of the fight come back to haunt him in dreams to this day. ScarClan would pay for all the things they'd done to him over the moons.

Personality:
Quickfire isn't that complex of a cat, he is kind and gentle to his clanmates, showing that ever present love of PeakClan. he would give his life in the defense of his Clanmates, just like any proper warrior. Quickfire is very intelligent, otherwise he'd never have been able to survive as small as he is. Quickfire can be arrogant at times, but tend to be modest when it comes to his own achievements. Over-protective and well-spoken he enjoys his say in what happens in the Clan due to his Senior Warrior position. Quickfire is always ready to defend those he loves with his tongue or tooth and claw if it be necessary to take such measures.

In battle he is as quick-footed as ever, always right on top of the enemy. He refuses to let his size pose as a big disadvantage, though at times it most certainly does. Quickfire can be rather aggressive in battle, but never so much as to kill or go beyond enough to send a foe running back to their Clan. Especially after his own brutal defeat by a ScarClan warrior. Quickfire doesn't like to sit around and wait for someone to attack him, he'd rather be right in the middle of a fight and he often is. Quickfire can often be quick to blame other Clans for stuff and is known to have started quite a few border skirmishes over nothing more than thinking that the enemy Clan was too close to the border.

As a mentor Quickfire is a brilliant teacher. He has pretty much a combination of every Clan's mentoring style. On his PeakClan side Quickfire is all about hiding and having his apprentices locate him, or having them out all day climbing peaks and hiding in their mist. A TimberClan cat would find a good mentor in him with his kindly ways and his ability to help his apprentices grow speedier and with quiet steps. Quickfire is great at keeping his apprentices out and constantly moving to improve their stamina, much like a JaggedClan mentor. ScarClan would find him a good mentor as Quickfire is never silly or too nice, often not showing any pleasure in an apprentice's good work until it is truly exceptional.

Quickfire loves his mate and kits as much as could be possible. He would never do anything to really hurt them or make them feel betrayed. In fact he is more like a mini-guard force when it comes to family, he won't let his mate out of his sight when he can. As for his kits he would severely beat any that dare break Flowerkit's heart or smother Raykit's bravery and courage. They would live a wonderful life if Quickfire had to give his own for them to obtain it. Though he could be considered a bit overprotective, well very overprotective, he believed it to be necessary to keep his family safe from harm.

Past:
Quickkit was born to Suntalon and Goldenflight two warriors that had and would give their entire lives to PeakClan. He was an odd kit, the only one in his litter and in the Nursery for most of his kithood. Instead of the usual playing around and agitating of warriors, Quickkit spent his time preparing for apprenticeship. He would spend the long, boring hours of the day leaping around and swiping out at invisible enemies, or stalking an imaginary mouse. Most thought he would be a very large cat, but by his fifth moon he mysteriously stopped growing. That didn't stop this determined cat from practicing or following around his father.

Finally the time came for Quickkit to be named Quickpaw. His fur was neat and shiny from his mother's tongue. Most cats would have been embarassed of such action taken, but he had better things to do than worry about what others thought. He'd show them all anyway what he was capable of. Glowinglight was named his mentor, she was just another reason why Quickpaw excelled. It seemed that everything he attempted turned out wonderfully, he caught every kind of prey to be found on his first try. Glowinglight learned a few things from him when it came to fighting and teaching it though. She was all about continually practicing the same move until it was second nature, Quickpaw was all about improvising. What was the point of him, being so small, using moves that every warrior learned? They would do him no good, so he got in trouble afew times for his unique swing on things. In the end he had Glowinglight extremely impressed with him.

Finally the first part of Quickpaw's apprentice trial came. He was itching to get out there and do his best, even though Glowinglight feared for him and his bright pelt. He would prove her wrong though. Dead wrong. He shot out and got as far away as he could from the beginning place, not wanting Boulderpaw to catch him on the first stretch. When he was stalking around, in the small crevices of the rocks Quickpaw had been able to spot two of the rocks. The other two he had to run across extremely open territory to reach them, fearing every moment of the time that Boulderpaw would see his ginger pelt. Not everyone could be blessed with the grays and blacks of the usual PeakClan cat. So his first part of the trial came to an end, he had passed with flying colors. The Overseer amazed when, sure enough, Quickpaw's freshly scraped clawmarks rested on the stone of four of the rocks.

Quickpaw was congradulated and admired already by all of PeakClan. He wasn't done yet though and he wouldn't stop yet to reward himself. No, he was determined to find the apprentice. Not only that, but he was goin to challenge himself to find her on the first night. Graypaw, was as gray as could be, her pelt the perfect shade of gray for the rocks of PeakClan. That and she only had to watch out for a streak of orange attempting to track her down, she was also two moons older than him; the 'proper' age for a soon-to-be warrior. Graypaw had just about reached the first Stone to be marked, when out of nowhere the orange bullet that she had warned herself to look out for tackled and pinned her. She was so surprised that the whole Clan heard her terrified squeak. Graypaw was disgraced, as Quickpaw came out the newest celebrity of PeakClan. He was named Quickfire for his pelt and utter determination to succeed in everything he did.

He spent five moons of peace as an instant senior Warrior when Goldenflight was murdered by Strongclaw. Quickfire had been devestated, but along with his father soon realized that she would always be in StarClan awaiting their arrival. Quickfire was very successful and had started crushing on Graycloud at 18 moons. She wouldn't become his mate until he was 20 moons old. While she was in the Nursery, getting ready to have his kits it happened.

Quickfire was in a patrol with the leader of PeakClan, when a patrol of ScarClanners were seen blatantly disregarding the border, attempting to move it up. The leader yelled out the order to attack and Quickfire rushed alongside his clanmates to defend their home. He had been in plenty of battles before, he had even led several successful battle patrols. This battle was different though, soon it seemed all of ScarClan had fallen out of nowhere to ambush the patrol. Someone sent off an apprentice to get help, but they were already hurting badly. Killstrike and Battleheart snuck up behind Quickfire as he sent another warrior back into ScarClan. Before he could turn around Battleheart had pinned him down. Everyone was too busy with their own foes to notice the following brutal onslaught. Killstrike was obviously known for his dangerous paws, they were huge and the long, black claws made it all the worse. Again and again Quickfire was hit by those claws, soon not even able to see. He kept on struggling but it just didn't help, it only ended up getting a bit of his ear lopped off.

Quickfire finally rolled out of consciousness, the little fighter refusing to let go of it until he had lost so much blood it was a wonder he survived. He had a mate and kits on the way though, it was hardly a secret that was the only reason such a determined fellow wouldn't just die. The battle was won after much effort, Quickfire was only found soon because of his orange pelt. He was carried back to the Clan camp, the medicine cat then covering almost every inch of him in cobwebs or poultices. Graycloud sat back in horror of the condition of her mate. Quickfire wouldn't wake up for at least a week, only to stay in the medicine cat's den for much longer; much to his displeasure. At least that had allowed him to get to see the birth of Raykit and Flowerkit. They were the most beautiful things he had ever seen.

Relationships:
Parents: Suntalon, father and Goldenflight, mother
Mate: Graycloud
Kits: Flowerkit and Raykit

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