Post by frillrock on Dec 14, 2008 11:08:55 GMT -5
Name: Stormfeather
Age: 11 moons
Gender: Select
Desired Home: Windclan
Desired Position: Meddie
Appearance:
Age: 11 moons
Gender: Select
Desired Home: Windclan
Desired Position: Meddie
Appearance:
Stormfeather has gray furyellow eyes and sharp- Oh, this is boring? Well, let me try again. Stormfeather is a long haired tomcat. The length about 2 1/2 inches- about an inch longer than short-haired tabbies, and a few inches shorter then a Persian. The fur is colored a sooty gray, getting darker in shade as it gets to the tip of his tail and ears, and gets darker around his eyes and nose, making it look almost black there. He has faint stripes, shaded a little bit darker. You can barely notice them, because of the glossyness of his pelt. This shows he is- or is part- tabby. His eyes are a sharp, peircing yellow, getting darker- almost amber, around the pupil. He has specks of gold glittered across them, which makes them look- well you can't describe it. He looks somewhat like a wolf in general.Personality:
His body structure is the same as any Thunderclan cat.is a medium sized cat, with an average sized bushy tail. His head is round and is the right size to fit the rest of his body. His ears are quite large, and resemble a wolf's, wolve's, wolves', uh.. whatever.Stormfeather'spelt is very glossy and pretty, which some cats from other Clans are jealous of. The only thing he doesn't have that most ThunderClan cats do are the You-Have-To-Love-Me eyes. His yellow eyes are cold, but if he really tried, he could make them look somewhat like 'Kitty Eyes'. He has short, muscled legs, although he is quite fast. His claws are silver or black, and always sharp. He loves to sharpen them in tree trunks. He also has a clearly noticeable scar that parts his long fur on his right shoulder blade. He likes to keep himself well groomed, keeping his glossy fur intact. He also has pretty big wolf-like paws. His front left paw is unusual, the claws are all sticking out, while his right are sheathable. When this happened, or if he was born like that, is unknown, but it doesn't really matter.
he is very patient, loving, caring, and at times, even has a sharp tongue. he will care for her Clan, never wanting anything to hurt her Clan, not wanting anything to make his clan weak.he will be patient with every member of the Clan and take her time to make sure he gets everything right. he loves every cat to much, as if every member of the Clan was his kit,and he caresfor every member, even those older then him,like a mother would treat a kit.he cares and loves the cats a bit to much at times, and feels guilty when he cannot save a cats life, and blames himself more then anything.. Whenever a cat dies and he starts blaming herself, it'll take him long while to get over it, and might be a bit down and gloomy till the day comes that he can rest easier after the cat joins StarClan.History:
Towards the other Clans, he can be a bit more impatient, but have a bit more of a sharp tongue. Even though he is a medicine cat through and through, he still feels the rivalry of the other cats towards other Clans, and could start bristling his fur during an argument with another Clan. It'll take him while to relax and remember that he has to look beyond the Clans and think of every Clan as his ownhe sometimes even forgets while around the other Clans, even at a Gathering, that he is a medicine cat, and not a warrior. he will hesitate before even considering taking care of another Clan's warrior, or cat in general. However, he will most likely feel he's responsible, but other times, depending on his current mood, he'll consider it as the cats own medicine cat's job to take care of them, and he will not waste her time or herb supplies on another Clan.
During a battle, he is very competitive and will even at times want to join in and just slash an enemy cat, but always changes his motives as he remembers what he is.When that happens, he'll become gentler and will rush to help those who need it even in the middle of a battle. he usually blocks out all sounds as he become use to the quietness of her own mind, and this helps him stay calm. When it comes to StarClan, he will at times think that they have abandoned hisclan, if he hears nothing in times of crisis. he often looks up at the many visible Stars of Silverpelt and wonder if they are truly watching over his clan or if they are just some elders tale that are taught to each kit so they behave. he even sometimes goes into the state of mind where he thinks their warrior ancestors are not watching over them, and he believes at these times that there is no way around bad times and he gives out negative comments, but tries to reassure his clan at other times that their ancestors are watching over them, it depends on his mood again.because of all this, at certain times, he can be hard to understand and you just have to go with the flow of things..
Stormfeather was born a kittypet,but he had always dreamed of being a Clan cat,ever since running into a clan apprentice one day.The apprentice,who is dead now,went by the name of Shardpaw.he had fought the apprentice,for Shardpaw had entered his own territory at the time.When Stormfeather,who had then went by the name of Storm,had been fighting the she-cat apprentice,he had realized that he had always wanted to be as tough as the apprentice.The two had stopped fighting,and Shardpaw had told him all about Clan life,hoping to get Storm to join.They had become best friends,and at night,Shardpaw would sneak out just to teach Storm what she had learned that day.Later on,when news of Shardpaw's death had reached Storm,he had run away from his Twolegs.Begging to be allowed to join the clan,he had been allowed to do so,and had always been training hard ever since.To this day,memories of Shardpaw still cloud his mind,and the painful memories have not yet left him,either.HE did not show much intrest in fighting,but soon came up with great ointments as a meddie apprentince.Sample post:
Stormfeather paddedthrough the area, his claws firmly seathed as he set his paws on the soft, moist ground. he could smell rain in the air, but it had just rained not a moment before he had walked out of the camp at sunhigh. he sighed and thought, rain must have taken a break from raining as it rested a bit before down pouring once ag- thoughts stopped when the first big drop touched his nose and it promised even more rain to come,and a storm following.he looked up and now, he noticed that he couldn't even see a bit of the blue sky that promised that it was day, it looked like night without the stars of Silverpelt glowing. he looked around at the dark black clouds, seeing deeps in the puffiness of every cloud and he could see breaks in different sets of clouds, but more clouds where layered above even those clouds as if the clouds had something against the goodness about the peaceful sunhigh sky, not a single sun ray showed through the deadly blackness. he looked around, his eyes bleak now,not knowing what to get of this.Family: Other:
Earned his full name early,due to his mentor dieing.And,yeah,Ionly do Sample post because there fun.Other:
Earned his full name early,due to his mentor dieing.And,yeah,Ionly do Sample post because there fun.