Post by Chase on Jul 16, 2012 10:47:51 GMT -10
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' Angels plummet in the black of night, wings cry and fall with fright. '
Name | Crowstorm
Gender | Tom
Age | 20 Moons
Rank | Warrior
Clan | Pineclan
Beliefs |Crowstorm could honestly care less of what believes in, He perfers to keep things to himself rather than being open to everyone he meets. He doesn't like to boast on what he believes in or what he doesn't like/dislike, and he doesn't bother or bash others for what they believe in either.
Parents | Mother : Robinwhisker [ deceased ] / Father : Unknown
Siblings | He has no siblings.
Mate | None
Crush | None
Kits | None
Apprentice/Mentor | Apprentice : None / Mentor : Leafstep [ deceased ]
Appearance |He is a slender, well-kept Russian Blue, his fur is silky and soft but can become ragged and messy when he is stressed out. His fur is a silvery-blue, but can seem black at some times when he is in the shadows, His eyes are yellow with blue in the center of them. His nose is a dark shade of blue, tongue is a light pinkish with a black spot in the middle. His whiskers are a white and very thin, claws are white and a bit dull, but sharp enough to catch prey with, his paw pads are the same shade of blue as his nose.
Personality |He is a bully/ignore type of cat, he gets angry or frustrated easily and always conjures up ways to hurt others feelings, he snaps at basically everyone that even tries to talk to him, but underneath all that yelling and hissing, he really is a soft gooey mess when you get to know him, he tries to deny it a lot though. Crowstorm likes to spend his time in solitude when he faces difficult problems, helping or trying to help him would only make him more confused and the situation worse. Although Crowstorm is all mean-acting, he actually craves for friends and attention, he just doesn't know how to be friendly, he doesn't really try to change himself either, because he believes if someone doesn't like you for who you are, don't even change, because you are one in a million.
Skills |He isn't such a good hunter, but he has strong legs, and he gives it a good chase, but he can hunt, just not as good as the other cats, meaning he'll catch as few as they do in his full potential. He is quick on his feet though, so he would probably make a good messenger of some sort, or going out to fetch something or someone really quick.
History |
| Kit |
The kit looked up at his mother, the golden brown she-cat looked down at her son lovingly with forest green eyes, she smiled and sighed, " Oh my dear boy. " came a mew from her mouth, the green tall grass tickled their bellies. The kit just snorted and pounced at the crickets that tried to make way for them, mewling happily as the legged and winged creatures hop and flutter away in a panic. Robinwhisker looked down at her son and chuckled, " You sure take after your father, maybe some day you'll grow up to be just like him too. " she mewed, and the kit looked up at her, " Yeah? You really think so? " he mewed excitingly. Robinwhisker nodded and froze, her eyes grew wide and her ears flew forward, turning to the sides, her nose wrinkled and fell as she smelled the air. A fox, she thought in her mind, alerted, no, not just one fox.. two.. and they look hungry... Robinwhisker quickly grabbed her kit by the scruff and ran, the foxes took this gesture and ran after her, snickering and licking their lips viciously. Robinwhisker had found a den, it was small, but it could still fit a fox, no matter, it looked deserted so she put the kit down, " Crowkit you must stay here, I will come back for you. " She mewed in a panic, licking her kit on the cheek for the last time and shoving him into the hole, " Mother! " the kit mewled, but she couldn't hear it, she just couldn't. Robinwhisker turned towards the foxes and snarled, she pounced forward and knocked into one, scrambling to her paws and taking off in the opposite direction, the mangy animals trailing after her with only hunger in their minds.
| Paw |
The apprentice was in the den sleeping when suddenly he was awoken by something heavy, it felt like a heavy branch had been dropped on him, but what he didn't suspect was that it was actually his mentor laying on him. Crowpaw grumbled as he tried to push her off, " Seriously Leafstep, what has gotten into you? Waking your apprentice up by laying on him? That's really unprofessional you know." he nagged, but the young warrior just brushed it off and sighed happily, " I'm sorry, I'm just so excited! We're going out to train today and I wanted to get you up nice and early so we could have a really long training lesson! " She mewed with a bounce and started to pad out of the den but called back, " Get up, I'll be waiting! " and then she was gone, nothing but her sweet scent still lingered. Crowpaw snorted as he heaved himself up and off of the soft leafy,mossy nest muttering things to himself, " Gah, Honestly, doesn't she have any mercy? Well.. apparently not.. " he snorted as he padded his way past the other apprentices in their nice soft nests, some of them looked at him in annoyance, probably because his mentor had woken them up. After bowing his head in sorry to enough of them he left the den and looked around the clearing for his mentor, he soon spotted her near a small thicket that had apparently sprouted flowers, he snorted and padded towards the exit, " Come on Leafstep, I thought you didn't want to be late! " He called. The mentor stood up and spun around happily, bounding after him, " Oh yes, yes that's right! Come along then! " She mewed and padded out into the forest, it smelled woodsy and sweet, and the sun shown happily, a perfect day for training, or so they thought.
Crowpaw and Leafstep walked through the forest, birds and squirrels chasing each other through the trees, away from nests or food stashes. Leafstep couldn't help but laugh at the silly shenanigans, and Crowpaw just sighed and rolled his eyes, " So, Leafstep, where are we going to train? " He asked to break the silence between them. Leafstep took a deep breath and smiled, " Well, the training pit/ground/hollow is too.. old and plain, I thought I'd take you to a special place so we could work on your moves, just our little place, and nobody will know where it is. " She mewed happily. As they walked the terrain had suddenly gotten rockier and more torn up, Crowpaw didn't like the looks of it, but decided to keep quiet and continue to follow Leafstep, his tail quivering uneasily. They took turns and bends around large rocks and boulders when Crowpaw had noticed that the terrain how gotten more stable, he sighed with ease and looked around, they seemed to have been on a tall hill, rocks cluttered below it. Crowpaw had noticed that it was also very.. tall, a cat could possibly die if it fell off into the rocks, what they hadn't seen, was a hidden den that belonged to a badger, this was going to be a nightmare.
Leafstep stopped and then spun around quickly to face her apprentice, he bumped into her and backed up, as she spoke up, " Okay! We're going to train here, pretty nice huh? Just perfect. " She mewed happily and crouched in a playful position, " Now, I want you to attack me. " She mewed. Crowpaw looked down at her and smiled, he bunched his hind legs and took a leap forward, which was a bad move because Leafstep immediately jumped up and tackled his stomach, making him fly into some bushes and into a rather large hole. He landed with a thud, ruining the entrance of the hole, a large growl came from it and then a snarl. Crowpaw was frightened by this and jumped away from the bush, running over to Leafstep as a badger growled and clawed its way out of it's ruined home. It took one look at the cats and charged at them, claws dug into the soft earth. It didn't take long for Leafstep to react and she pushed her apprentice away, the badger had attacked his mentor, it completely covered the young adult before the she-cat clawed her way through its fur and hissed, clawing at the beasts eyes and snout. She had a lucky short when she tore a nostril open, giving her a few seconds to re-cooperate before she was pushed back again, but this time towards the edge. Crowpaw growled and jumped at the badger, only to be knocked away with a flying paw and landing with the breath knocked out of him, his eyes closed and all he could hear was the hissing, growling and grunting of a struggle until he heard nothing. This concerned him and he forced himself to open his eyes, only to see that Leafstep and the badger were not battling anymore, in fact, they were no where in sight. Crowpaw felt his heart drop when he stood to his paws, ignoring his gasps for breath as he made his way over to the cliff, down below he took a good long look at his mentor and badger, there they laid, displayed on the jagged rocks for all the see. Crowpaw let out a long hollow yowl, and then hung his head, wheezing, " Why did it have to be her?! Why not me?! " He scolded himself pitifully, and after and hour he decided to make his way back to the camp, the sky was a dark pink, it was not a perfect day, certainly not.
Critique level | Make my cat FoF suitable please. c:
' Souls will cry for those who lost. '
' Angels plummet in the black of night, wings cry and fall with fright. '
Name | Crowstorm
Gender | Tom
Age | 20 Moons
Rank | Warrior
Clan | Pineclan
Beliefs |Crowstorm could honestly care less of what believes in, He perfers to keep things to himself rather than being open to everyone he meets. He doesn't like to boast on what he believes in or what he doesn't like/dislike, and he doesn't bother or bash others for what they believe in either.
Parents | Mother : Robinwhisker [ deceased ] / Father : Unknown
Siblings | He has no siblings.
Mate | None
Crush | None
Kits | None
Apprentice/Mentor | Apprentice : None / Mentor : Leafstep [ deceased ]
Appearance |He is a slender, well-kept Russian Blue, his fur is silky and soft but can become ragged and messy when he is stressed out. His fur is a silvery-blue, but can seem black at some times when he is in the shadows, His eyes are yellow with blue in the center of them. His nose is a dark shade of blue, tongue is a light pinkish with a black spot in the middle. His whiskers are a white and very thin, claws are white and a bit dull, but sharp enough to catch prey with, his paw pads are the same shade of blue as his nose.
Personality |He is a bully/ignore type of cat, he gets angry or frustrated easily and always conjures up ways to hurt others feelings, he snaps at basically everyone that even tries to talk to him, but underneath all that yelling and hissing, he really is a soft gooey mess when you get to know him, he tries to deny it a lot though. Crowstorm likes to spend his time in solitude when he faces difficult problems, helping or trying to help him would only make him more confused and the situation worse. Although Crowstorm is all mean-acting, he actually craves for friends and attention, he just doesn't know how to be friendly, he doesn't really try to change himself either, because he believes if someone doesn't like you for who you are, don't even change, because you are one in a million.
Skills |He isn't such a good hunter, but he has strong legs, and he gives it a good chase, but he can hunt, just not as good as the other cats, meaning he'll catch as few as they do in his full potential. He is quick on his feet though, so he would probably make a good messenger of some sort, or going out to fetch something or someone really quick.
History |
| Kit |
The kit looked up at his mother, the golden brown she-cat looked down at her son lovingly with forest green eyes, she smiled and sighed, " Oh my dear boy. " came a mew from her mouth, the green tall grass tickled their bellies. The kit just snorted and pounced at the crickets that tried to make way for them, mewling happily as the legged and winged creatures hop and flutter away in a panic. Robinwhisker looked down at her son and chuckled, " You sure take after your father, maybe some day you'll grow up to be just like him too. " she mewed, and the kit looked up at her, " Yeah? You really think so? " he mewed excitingly. Robinwhisker nodded and froze, her eyes grew wide and her ears flew forward, turning to the sides, her nose wrinkled and fell as she smelled the air. A fox, she thought in her mind, alerted, no, not just one fox.. two.. and they look hungry... Robinwhisker quickly grabbed her kit by the scruff and ran, the foxes took this gesture and ran after her, snickering and licking their lips viciously. Robinwhisker had found a den, it was small, but it could still fit a fox, no matter, it looked deserted so she put the kit down, " Crowkit you must stay here, I will come back for you. " She mewed in a panic, licking her kit on the cheek for the last time and shoving him into the hole, " Mother! " the kit mewled, but she couldn't hear it, she just couldn't. Robinwhisker turned towards the foxes and snarled, she pounced forward and knocked into one, scrambling to her paws and taking off in the opposite direction, the mangy animals trailing after her with only hunger in their minds.
| Paw |
The apprentice was in the den sleeping when suddenly he was awoken by something heavy, it felt like a heavy branch had been dropped on him, but what he didn't suspect was that it was actually his mentor laying on him. Crowpaw grumbled as he tried to push her off, " Seriously Leafstep, what has gotten into you? Waking your apprentice up by laying on him? That's really unprofessional you know." he nagged, but the young warrior just brushed it off and sighed happily, " I'm sorry, I'm just so excited! We're going out to train today and I wanted to get you up nice and early so we could have a really long training lesson! " She mewed with a bounce and started to pad out of the den but called back, " Get up, I'll be waiting! " and then she was gone, nothing but her sweet scent still lingered. Crowpaw snorted as he heaved himself up and off of the soft leafy,mossy nest muttering things to himself, " Gah, Honestly, doesn't she have any mercy? Well.. apparently not.. " he snorted as he padded his way past the other apprentices in their nice soft nests, some of them looked at him in annoyance, probably because his mentor had woken them up. After bowing his head in sorry to enough of them he left the den and looked around the clearing for his mentor, he soon spotted her near a small thicket that had apparently sprouted flowers, he snorted and padded towards the exit, " Come on Leafstep, I thought you didn't want to be late! " He called. The mentor stood up and spun around happily, bounding after him, " Oh yes, yes that's right! Come along then! " She mewed and padded out into the forest, it smelled woodsy and sweet, and the sun shown happily, a perfect day for training, or so they thought.
Crowpaw and Leafstep walked through the forest, birds and squirrels chasing each other through the trees, away from nests or food stashes. Leafstep couldn't help but laugh at the silly shenanigans, and Crowpaw just sighed and rolled his eyes, " So, Leafstep, where are we going to train? " He asked to break the silence between them. Leafstep took a deep breath and smiled, " Well, the training pit/ground/hollow is too.. old and plain, I thought I'd take you to a special place so we could work on your moves, just our little place, and nobody will know where it is. " She mewed happily. As they walked the terrain had suddenly gotten rockier and more torn up, Crowpaw didn't like the looks of it, but decided to keep quiet and continue to follow Leafstep, his tail quivering uneasily. They took turns and bends around large rocks and boulders when Crowpaw had noticed that the terrain how gotten more stable, he sighed with ease and looked around, they seemed to have been on a tall hill, rocks cluttered below it. Crowpaw had noticed that it was also very.. tall, a cat could possibly die if it fell off into the rocks, what they hadn't seen, was a hidden den that belonged to a badger, this was going to be a nightmare.
Leafstep stopped and then spun around quickly to face her apprentice, he bumped into her and backed up, as she spoke up, " Okay! We're going to train here, pretty nice huh? Just perfect. " She mewed happily and crouched in a playful position, " Now, I want you to attack me. " She mewed. Crowpaw looked down at her and smiled, he bunched his hind legs and took a leap forward, which was a bad move because Leafstep immediately jumped up and tackled his stomach, making him fly into some bushes and into a rather large hole. He landed with a thud, ruining the entrance of the hole, a large growl came from it and then a snarl. Crowpaw was frightened by this and jumped away from the bush, running over to Leafstep as a badger growled and clawed its way out of it's ruined home. It took one look at the cats and charged at them, claws dug into the soft earth. It didn't take long for Leafstep to react and she pushed her apprentice away, the badger had attacked his mentor, it completely covered the young adult before the she-cat clawed her way through its fur and hissed, clawing at the beasts eyes and snout. She had a lucky short when she tore a nostril open, giving her a few seconds to re-cooperate before she was pushed back again, but this time towards the edge. Crowpaw growled and jumped at the badger, only to be knocked away with a flying paw and landing with the breath knocked out of him, his eyes closed and all he could hear was the hissing, growling and grunting of a struggle until he heard nothing. This concerned him and he forced himself to open his eyes, only to see that Leafstep and the badger were not battling anymore, in fact, they were no where in sight. Crowpaw felt his heart drop when he stood to his paws, ignoring his gasps for breath as he made his way over to the cliff, down below he took a good long look at his mentor and badger, there they laid, displayed on the jagged rocks for all the see. Crowpaw let out a long hollow yowl, and then hung his head, wheezing, " Why did it have to be her?! Why not me?! " He scolded himself pitifully, and after and hour he decided to make his way back to the camp, the sky was a dark pink, it was not a perfect day, certainly not.
Critique level | Make my cat FoF suitable please. c:
' Souls will cry for those who lost. '
