Post by Stormshift on Mar 24, 2007 20:34:34 GMT -5
Name: Stormshift
Gender: Tom
Appearance: Muscular and heavyset, Stormshift is average in size but makes up for it in sheer presence. He has the broad head and full jowls of a tom in his prime, but maintains the placid expression of a cat beyond his years. His pelt is white with large black patches, dense and weather-proof. His eyes are teal.
Personality: Though physically he has the capacity to be dangerous, Stormshift does not go looking for trouble. Self-contained and polite to a fault, he rarely laughs or smiles. His perpetually stern expression might intimidate some cats. While he would not hesitate to give a wayward apprentice the lecture of their lives, he posesses seemingly fathomless depths of patience, whether with an apprentice or an enemy Clan.
History: Stormshift was born a CloudClan cat of a long line of CloudClan cats, his parents being Thunderfur and Windsong. His kithood was unremarkable, but he proved to be a headstrong and ferociously determined apprentice. The Clan- his mentor in particular- was impressed with what potential he showed. He received the name Stormshift for his violent temper and ferocity on the battlefield.
When Stormshift was still a young warrior, he fell madly in love with a gentle copper-eyed she-cat named Cloudshadow, who had graduated from apprenticeship a little later than he. Soon the two began going hunting alone, and he learned she shared his feelings. Before long they were inseparable.
Around the same time, Stormshift was part of a patrol that found some rival Clan cats on their territory. Without a thought, Stormshift attacked, and the battle escalated from there. Carried away in the fighting, he ended up killing an enemy apprentice.
Though battle ended there, it began something much more dangerous: the rival Clan's desire for revenge. Stormshift and Cloudshadow were patrolling alone one evening when a group of cats from that Clan attacked them. The two CloudClan cats were separated by fighting, and by the time the brawl was over, Cloudshadow was reaching her last breaths. She bled to death, and a helpless Stormshift could do nothing but drag her back to camp.
After that event, the tom was not himself. A violent temper was exchanged for no temper at all, and he shunned the company of his Clanmates. A few moons later he was made deputy, and a little of the old Stormshift appeared again. Since then he has improved slightly, but still takes to wandering the territory alone from time to time.
Pack And Rank: CloudClan Deputy
