Post by Zelda on Jul 18, 2007 16:54:09 GMT -5
Name: Stormshadows
Previous Names: Stormpaw, Stormkit
Gender: Tom
Age: 54 moons
Rank: Elder
Appearance: A gloomy grayish color with large black splotches on his neck, left front leg, and hindquarters. His ears and paws are white, and his eyes are a dark, forest green color. He is quite scrawny, and wasn't a great fighter or hunter, though he was deadly fast. But now he is just trying to fatten himself up. No luck with that so far.
Personality: Stormshadows is a picky, rude old tomcat. He does not like kits nor apprentices, and will not tolerate anything less than perfection. He did not have a mate or kits, and thought that having loved ones just makes it easier to be scarred on the inside, that having a mate was for sentemental wimps. But it didn't really matter, for no one listened to him, he was just another cat that would soon be sent to by StarClan, and frankly, he was happy his time was coming, for he was bored of life. He couldn't do anything, but in StarClan, you may be old, but you will be restored to new and hunt forever in the skies of Silverpelt.
History: Stormshadows' life was a tragic one, his parents being Silvertooth and Shadowstalker. His mother, Silvertooth, was killed in a badger attack right after he was born. He was nursed by his father's sister, Blackpelt, who also just had kits, and Stormkit was raised as one of her kits. He did not know who his father was, and the day before Shadowstalker was going to tell his son who he was, he mysteriously vanished, and was never heard from again.
So Stormpaw proceeded into apprenticehood thinking he was one of Blackpelt's kits. And his "brothers and sisters" grew up thinking the same thing. The night before his warrior ceremony, Blackpelt told him the truth. Stormpaw spent the night crying in the den, but no one else could sleep, so they kicked him out and made him mourn outside.
Stormshadows was finally a warrior, and he was proud of his new name. It honored his dead father and it sounded intimidating, as he had hoped. No beast will mess with a cat named Stormshadows, would they?
In a battle that was totally unpredicted, Blackpelt was murdered while protecting one of her kits. Stormshadows told himself not to grow attatched to anyone, for love not only brings joy, but brings sorrow as well. And sorrow is not good for the soul, so he refused to love any cat.
As his days as a warrior came to a close, he became crankier and even more selfish and unloving. He criticizes the apprentices who bring him fresh bedding and food and water, and brags to the other elders about his warrior days.
Other: Nothing more.
Previous Names: Stormpaw, Stormkit
Gender: Tom
Age: 54 moons
Rank: Elder
Appearance: A gloomy grayish color with large black splotches on his neck, left front leg, and hindquarters. His ears and paws are white, and his eyes are a dark, forest green color. He is quite scrawny, and wasn't a great fighter or hunter, though he was deadly fast. But now he is just trying to fatten himself up. No luck with that so far.
Personality: Stormshadows is a picky, rude old tomcat. He does not like kits nor apprentices, and will not tolerate anything less than perfection. He did not have a mate or kits, and thought that having loved ones just makes it easier to be scarred on the inside, that having a mate was for sentemental wimps. But it didn't really matter, for no one listened to him, he was just another cat that would soon be sent to by StarClan, and frankly, he was happy his time was coming, for he was bored of life. He couldn't do anything, but in StarClan, you may be old, but you will be restored to new and hunt forever in the skies of Silverpelt.
History: Stormshadows' life was a tragic one, his parents being Silvertooth and Shadowstalker. His mother, Silvertooth, was killed in a badger attack right after he was born. He was nursed by his father's sister, Blackpelt, who also just had kits, and Stormkit was raised as one of her kits. He did not know who his father was, and the day before Shadowstalker was going to tell his son who he was, he mysteriously vanished, and was never heard from again.
So Stormpaw proceeded into apprenticehood thinking he was one of Blackpelt's kits. And his "brothers and sisters" grew up thinking the same thing. The night before his warrior ceremony, Blackpelt told him the truth. Stormpaw spent the night crying in the den, but no one else could sleep, so they kicked him out and made him mourn outside.
Stormshadows was finally a warrior, and he was proud of his new name. It honored his dead father and it sounded intimidating, as he had hoped. No beast will mess with a cat named Stormshadows, would they?
In a battle that was totally unpredicted, Blackpelt was murdered while protecting one of her kits. Stormshadows told himself not to grow attatched to anyone, for love not only brings joy, but brings sorrow as well. And sorrow is not good for the soul, so he refused to love any cat.
As his days as a warrior came to a close, he became crankier and even more selfish and unloving. He criticizes the apprentices who bring him fresh bedding and food and water, and brags to the other elders about his warrior days.
Other: Nothing more.
