Post by RiiRii on Jan 8, 2012 5:32:45 GMT -10
Name ~ Frostpelt
Gender ~ Tom
Age ~ 21 moons
Rank ~ Warrior
Clan ~ StreamClan
Beliefs ~ Being nothing like his sister, Speckledfur; Frostpelt just believes in Starclan and them only. His belief is what stays between the medicine cats and leaders is them. What happens to the clan is what happens. Nothing can change that.
Parents ~ Snowpelt (deceased) Hawkeye (Deceased)
Siblings ~ Speckledfur (Streamclan)
Other Kin ~ NP
Mate ~ Undecided
Crush ~ Undecided
Kits ~ Not yet
Apprentice/Mentor ~ Not yet
Appearance ~ Sleek white fur layered with black flecks, stripes and spots. He and his sister look nothing alike. Black bands around his tail and pure white paws. His pelt is a snowy-gray color and his underbelly is grey with no markings. His chest is snow-white with distinct grey flecks and stripes. His fur kind of fades out around the under-belly, however on his back it's more darker and with two beautiful green eyes, like his sister.
Frostpelt has a muscular body, his muscles rippled under his pelt and his body is longer than his sister just by a small mouse tail length however he is bigger than his sister due to genetics through his mother and father.
Personality ~ Him and his sister have two complete different personalities. He doesn't hesitate to fight, but he'd much rather live up to the warrior code. His sister is more spaced out, he's more determined. If his sister were to stalk prey and suddenly get lost in thought, she'd lose it. However, with him he would not give up until the clan is fed before catching something for himself. He may act heartless sometimes, but usually those are the times he wants alone. He is more like his father than his mother. However he is very sympathetic. When a kit is crying or a cat is down he is there to cheer them up or even try and refuses to give up until they have had their spirits lifted or even just a twinkle of humor appearing back in their eyes and voice.
Usually when his sister becomes lost in thought, it's generally always up to him to snap her out of it so he bites her tail.
Sadly, Frostpelt is not that good around other cats. He's not very social and sometimes that causes his sister to do the bidding for him and get him interacting with many of the other cats.
Skills ~ He is more based on speed then cunning. He will hide in the undergrowth and hold is breath. Counting each second that will pass he'd wait for the prey to come closer. Suddenly, with a quick swipe he will kill them just like that. Due to his size, being bigger than his sister he is also muscular so when a cat is raiding the camp or there is a fight on the territory, he'd hide, leap, pin them and push all his weight down onto them.
Luckily, his sister and him work together during fights so if she is pinned and unable to escape he uses his strength to save her. Most cats fight on their own, but what Frostpelt does when he's not fighting alongside his sister is tackling the cat and tripping them with his tail before pinning them and making sure he has a clear shot of their belly, for hunting it is different.
With hunting, his tactics are;
If a fish is swimming close to the surface, he stays out of the sun so his shadow isn't casted into the water and he dives into the water to grab the fish. If that doesn't work, he gently pats the surface of the water with his paw to make the fish think that there is food swimming above then unsheathing his claws he quickly swipes the fish, latching onto it and pulls it onto the surface.
History ~ Born alongside his sister (Speckledfur) and brother (Icekit) he was the biggest out of the three. The day after, when he saw Icekit's limp body resting against his mothers side that is when he knew that he had lost his brother. Something in him clicked and became more protective over his other sibling as well as shield himself slightly.
Snowpelt used to tell him stories when Speckledfur was fast asleep about the clans and what they were like, saying how she had heard rumors about them and how they had prophecies.
Travelling through the woods when he was 8 moons old, cats crowded them hissing and spitting.
He watched as Snowpelt pleaded them to let her, Hawkeye and her kits stay and after a while they had let her, the cats had turned out to be Streamclan cats. With relief, his family joined the clan life.
He was given the name Frostpaw.
When he and his sister were just apprenticed, Snowpelt had offered to take her kits out hunting. Unsure, Frostpaw looked to his mentor and then Speckledpaw.
Out hunting, Snowpelt seemed melancholy and suddenly she pushed the two apprentices into a gulch hissing and spitting.
Suddenly the scent of badger filled his nose and instantly her knew why. His mother was going to protect her kits from a hungry fully grown badger! Wanting to save her, he quickly ran towards her just to see her corpse on the ground with blood around it, staining her fur and the scent of it was overpowering and enough to disorientate him. He didn't see how she died, Speckledpaw had watched. All he could smell from his sister was fear and in the corner of his eyes she looked like a trembling cloud of fur; running off in several heartbeats, he headed back to camp to get his mentor.
On returning, he saw his sister's curled up on the place where his mother had died and a trail of blood leading into the undergrowth away from the stream. Taking his sister back to camp, he tried talking to her but there was nothing but horror in her eyes and her left eye had lost its ability of seeing.
Walking to the medicine den half a moon after with a bellyache, he saw his father lying there and the medicine cat was trying to give him herbs.
When he found out that his father was trying to hide the sickness for a good day or two but it had become worse after the shock of his mate's death.
The Medicine cat told Frostpaw about his father and that he was on his way to Starclan, Frostpaw didn't want to tell his sister.
When they two became warriors, he became Frostpelt and his sister Speckledfur. From that day onwards, Frostpelt had vowed to become the best warriors possible and the protect his sibling from all kinds of danger.
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Recent Events - Having noticed his sister was getting close to another cat in the clan, Mottletail - Frostpelt has begun to get rather suspicious of the two cats and he didn't dare say anything about it in case he was jumping to conclusions, but he's staying watch over the cats just in case anything does happen - Of course, he does love his sister to bits and he doesn't want to lose her to another male; if anything, he's jealous and fears him and his sister will fall apart.
