Post by Temp3st on Oct 1, 2011 2:26:18 GMT -10
Name | Whitekit
Gender | Tom
Age | Kit(Waiting for Mentor)
Rank | Kit
Clan | Stream
Beliefs | Whitepaw is a very small and not outgoing cat. He believes in Starclan and in it's the repetition of affirmations that leads to belief. And once that belief becomes a deep conviction, things begin to happen.
Parents | Deceased:
Siblings | Separated at Birth with his brother Hawkpaw(Deciding whether or not to make a bio for him)
Other Kin | None
Mate | Not Yet
Crush | Not Yet
Kits | Not Yet
Apprentice/Mentor | Coming soon hopefully
Appearance | Whitepaw is a snowy white tom with shy blue eyes. He has very glossy and healthy fur as well as a tail that's quite long compared to most cats'. His ears are are white with a touch of black at the top also with pink on the inside and all the pads on his paws are white. He has claws the color of ivory and they are sharp to be for battle. Aside from that, his whiskers are slightly short and his nose is pink but it's very dark so it looks just barely pink, but remember, it's not black.
Personality | He's intelligent. He's smart, a little more on the smart side though. He comes off as shy and not that easy to anger, but this attitude is mostly a facade. He wishes no one to get involved with him. However, the are cats who like him for his looks and "coolness". He is also protective to his friends and family and he is willing to suffer for them and sacrifice his life and freedom so that they won't get hurt.
Even though he may act as cool as a cucumber when he has injuries, in truth, it really hurts him He can anger others easily and some think that he is a he does it on purpose but trust me he doesn't, although they know almost nothing about him. He is respectful but likes to keep to himself and he is easyily swayed to do stuff because he has no friends to lean on. It's only a matter of time I suppose to see where his true loyalties lie.
Skills | He has many skills like all warrior cats but he has two main ones. His hunting skills can only be described as "superhuman". The other skill his scent of smell which can also be curse if you know what I mean.
History | Whitekit and his brother Hawkkit were born to Rainstorm and Featherwing, two Streamclan warriors. The circumstances of their birth were entirely normal. Rainstorm and Featherwing were two well respected warriors and nothing out of the ordinary. Whitekit and Hawkkit were born in a fairly easy birth. Their mother delivered them without complications. The clan marvelled at what an easy family seemed to have graced them. Featherwing was a dedicated and loving mother, Rainstorm an attentive father. Featherwing spent all her time with her kits, playing games with them and keeping them out from under the paws of the working warriors. Rainstorm brought his mate food, giving her a break from looking after their kittens and spending quality time with his sons.
He taught them the beginnings of the warrior moves, his sons were eager to learn. He wrestled and battled with them. For now, the enemy was always Meadowclan. Tensions had been high with Meadowclan recently. The Leaf-Bare had been brutal, the river had frozen over in many places and many of the smaller animals that Streamclanners hunted in emergency times had gone into hibernation. After much debate, the leader had announced at a Gathering that Streamclan was in need of assistence. He requested temporary boundary extensions, even offering to send even hunting patrols so that any prey caught could be evenly divided between the two clans and shared. Fogclan and Pineclan hesitantly agreed, taking pity on Streamclan. Meadowclan, however, outright refused.
Streamclan struggled through the Leaf-Bare, surviving on the assistence of Pineclan and Fogclan. Streamclan pledged a debt to them, pointedly excluding Meadowclan who had refused to help. When Meadowclan's hour of need arose, a lack of proper herbs that could be found in Streamclan territory, Streamclan refused to help - stating that Meadowclan had not aided them in their hour of need - why should Streamclan help them? As a result, the illness that had swept through Meadowclan killed an elder, two kittens and an apprentice. The losses were heavy in Meadowclan, and the pointed blame at Stramclan.
The tension was obvious, but it seemed no move would be made. Green-Leaf came and Streamclan was lulled into a sense of security. Whitekit and Hawkkit were three moons old, halfway to being made apprentices. In the dead of night, Meadowclan sought their revenge. They poured into the Streamclan camp, launching a brutal attack. Rainstorm of course went straight to defend the Nursery. Meadowclan was not looking to take the lives of warriors, but to atone for the damage they had recieved, they wanted equality in the form of deaths of two kittens, an elder and an apprentice. Rainstorm did bitter battle, his mate and two sons were the only queen and kittens in the Nursery and so the prime targets. Rainstorm wasn't enough and he was overpowered. In the melee, Rainstorm was killed.
The Meadowclan warriors advanced on a shrieking Featherwing who wrapped herself protectively around Hawkkit and Whitekit who were mewling with fear. The warriors attempted to seperate the mother from her kittens, but she fought viciously. She engaged in full battle with the two Meadowclan warriors, ultimately losing her life. The Meadowclan warriors were now not sure what to do. They had been told to kill the kittens, but two warriors lay dead at their paws. Their forces were being driven back. At the last moment, one of the warriors swiped a paw and knocked the pair of brothers unconcious. When Whitekit regained conciousness, his parents were dead and his brother was missing - presumed murdered. Streamclan mourned their losses, swearing vengence on Meadowclan.
Unknown to Stremclan, Whitekit and Hawkkit - Hawkkit was very much alive. He had been grabbed by the Meadowclan warrior. The blow to his head was enough to rob him of his memories.
Critique level | Choose one.Criticise all aspects of my character
Gender | Tom
Age | Kit(Waiting for Mentor)
Rank | Kit
Clan | Stream
Beliefs | Whitepaw is a very small and not outgoing cat. He believes in Starclan and in it's the repetition of affirmations that leads to belief. And once that belief becomes a deep conviction, things begin to happen.
Parents | Deceased:
Rainstorm (Father)
Featherwing (Mother)
Featherwing (Mother)
Siblings | Separated at Birth with his brother Hawkpaw(Deciding whether or not to make a bio for him)
Other Kin | None
Mate | Not Yet
Crush | Not Yet
Kits | Not Yet
Apprentice/Mentor | Coming soon hopefully
Appearance | Whitepaw is a snowy white tom with shy blue eyes. He has very glossy and healthy fur as well as a tail that's quite long compared to most cats'. His ears are are white with a touch of black at the top also with pink on the inside and all the pads on his paws are white. He has claws the color of ivory and they are sharp to be for battle. Aside from that, his whiskers are slightly short and his nose is pink but it's very dark so it looks just barely pink, but remember, it's not black.
Personality | He's intelligent. He's smart, a little more on the smart side though. He comes off as shy and not that easy to anger, but this attitude is mostly a facade. He wishes no one to get involved with him. However, the are cats who like him for his looks and "coolness". He is also protective to his friends and family and he is willing to suffer for them and sacrifice his life and freedom so that they won't get hurt.
Even though he may act as cool as a cucumber when he has injuries, in truth, it really hurts him He can anger others easily and some think that he is a he does it on purpose but trust me he doesn't, although they know almost nothing about him. He is respectful but likes to keep to himself and he is easyily swayed to do stuff because he has no friends to lean on. It's only a matter of time I suppose to see where his true loyalties lie.
Skills | He has many skills like all warrior cats but he has two main ones. His hunting skills can only be described as "superhuman". The other skill his scent of smell which can also be curse if you know what I mean.
History | Whitekit and his brother Hawkkit were born to Rainstorm and Featherwing, two Streamclan warriors. The circumstances of their birth were entirely normal. Rainstorm and Featherwing were two well respected warriors and nothing out of the ordinary. Whitekit and Hawkkit were born in a fairly easy birth. Their mother delivered them without complications. The clan marvelled at what an easy family seemed to have graced them. Featherwing was a dedicated and loving mother, Rainstorm an attentive father. Featherwing spent all her time with her kits, playing games with them and keeping them out from under the paws of the working warriors. Rainstorm brought his mate food, giving her a break from looking after their kittens and spending quality time with his sons.
He taught them the beginnings of the warrior moves, his sons were eager to learn. He wrestled and battled with them. For now, the enemy was always Meadowclan. Tensions had been high with Meadowclan recently. The Leaf-Bare had been brutal, the river had frozen over in many places and many of the smaller animals that Streamclanners hunted in emergency times had gone into hibernation. After much debate, the leader had announced at a Gathering that Streamclan was in need of assistence. He requested temporary boundary extensions, even offering to send even hunting patrols so that any prey caught could be evenly divided between the two clans and shared. Fogclan and Pineclan hesitantly agreed, taking pity on Streamclan. Meadowclan, however, outright refused.
Streamclan struggled through the Leaf-Bare, surviving on the assistence of Pineclan and Fogclan. Streamclan pledged a debt to them, pointedly excluding Meadowclan who had refused to help. When Meadowclan's hour of need arose, a lack of proper herbs that could be found in Streamclan territory, Streamclan refused to help - stating that Meadowclan had not aided them in their hour of need - why should Streamclan help them? As a result, the illness that had swept through Meadowclan killed an elder, two kittens and an apprentice. The losses were heavy in Meadowclan, and the pointed blame at Stramclan.
The tension was obvious, but it seemed no move would be made. Green-Leaf came and Streamclan was lulled into a sense of security. Whitekit and Hawkkit were three moons old, halfway to being made apprentices. In the dead of night, Meadowclan sought their revenge. They poured into the Streamclan camp, launching a brutal attack. Rainstorm of course went straight to defend the Nursery. Meadowclan was not looking to take the lives of warriors, but to atone for the damage they had recieved, they wanted equality in the form of deaths of two kittens, an elder and an apprentice. Rainstorm did bitter battle, his mate and two sons were the only queen and kittens in the Nursery and so the prime targets. Rainstorm wasn't enough and he was overpowered. In the melee, Rainstorm was killed.
The Meadowclan warriors advanced on a shrieking Featherwing who wrapped herself protectively around Hawkkit and Whitekit who were mewling with fear. The warriors attempted to seperate the mother from her kittens, but she fought viciously. She engaged in full battle with the two Meadowclan warriors, ultimately losing her life. The Meadowclan warriors were now not sure what to do. They had been told to kill the kittens, but two warriors lay dead at their paws. Their forces were being driven back. At the last moment, one of the warriors swiped a paw and knocked the pair of brothers unconcious. When Whitekit regained conciousness, his parents were dead and his brother was missing - presumed murdered. Streamclan mourned their losses, swearing vengence on Meadowclan.
Unknown to Stremclan, Whitekit and Hawkkit - Hawkkit was very much alive. He had been grabbed by the Meadowclan warrior. The blow to his head was enough to rob him of his memories.
Critique level | Choose one.Criticise all aspects of my character
