Post by moongazer on Sept 12, 2007 20:44:29 GMT -5
Name: SilentStorm
Gender: She-Cat
Age: 21 moons
Appearance: SilentStorm, is a strong lean, power she-cat. She is quite wise, and wisdom marks every fiber of her being. Her fur is mainly black for the exception of light gray fur marks her paws, and ears. A large gray star lines her right eye. On her left eye she has a long scar, in the shape of a crest moon. Her tail is long, and some wide with a gray line going under her tail. Her eyes are odd, with the exception of her normal blue right eye. Her left eye was wounded and ever truly healed, hence she is half blind in it, also this eye is a gray instead of blue. SilentStorm has had her fights over her lifetime that included much blood and gore. She has several long or deep scars. One marking her right hind leg, when she fought her father for her freedom.
Personality: SilentStorm, was given her name for two reasons. One: She is not one for talk, hence she is silent and deadly. Two: She is a great hunter and warrior, she fights with sheer power and no normal cat or warrior suite can win in an average fight. She is rude, and buck. She tends to lead, and will lead of she can find herself leading. She is kind, honorable, and willing. She is one who will think about her actions before acting in haste. She has a weakness for kits, and will lay down her life without thinking about the subject any longer. She is kind, yet is rash with reasoning. She is one who will fight for her clan, and never betray them. Her motto is one stating that a traitor deserves to die... like the coward that they really are.
History: SilentStorm, was born upon rouges. Within her litter was only another girl. SilentStorm was a mild, welcoming Kit, who spent most of her days with the Medicine Cats or the wise Elders who had been thrown out from their clans. Her father however wished for a son, and raised SilentStorm with rage. He taught her how to survive, instead of learning her duty's from her mother, her father raised her into the cat she is today. She has always listened to her peers and always respected the stronger cats among the rouges. For her silence over the years, her father worked her harder and harder. In her seventh moon she could fight male cats and beat them with ease. In her ninth moon, she left the rouges after killing her father in a duel for her freedom. Her sister DivineQueen, became a medicine cat within the rogues, and refuses to leave the Clan she has always known. SilentStorm after years of living hard in a Rouge Clan decides to find and clan. For many moons she has searched for the clan she would lay down her life and legacy for. Now SilentStorm runs free, hoping others won't judge her for her past.
In her last Clan, there was a spy, they blamed SilentStorm because she was a rouge. After she was banished from the Clan, they found out their own deputy was the one who turned on them...
Pack And Rank:
RP Sample: SilentStorm, moved swiftly through the underbrush she has no time to waste and the fate of her clan was in her paws. She swiftly bounding into a clearing, smelling the rough smell of blood as it stung at her small nose. She slipped, her paw hit a rock with a snap. SilentStorm fell, her head was dizzy, the sky was spinning. She hissed, climbing up. A sting of pain jolting up her fore paw. She limped, but made her way to the Clan Lands. Already the Clan had suffered.... She ran into the small nursery, telling the kits to follow her. She held to very small ones in her mouth while the others followed, around her Cat against cat they fought. Blood spilled and claws raked into flesh. She led them to her den, moving over a pile of dirt and moss, was a small concealed cave. She slowly lowered each kit, licking their faces. "Small ones follow, SwiftKit. SwiftKit, protect them with your life...Now go!" She watched as they departed, covering up the hole she had to defend the clan. She bounded out of the den, crashing into another cat, an enemy cat. She felt the pain shoot up her leg again, she nearly fainted. She tackled the stronger male cat down. Her claws raked deep into his sides, he swiped her nose leaving a small cut as blood trickled down her small face. She kicked his side, and attacked him again. He kicked her off sending her into another
cat, he ran off blood trickling down his sides. She smirked grim, but didn't know how much more she could fight...She kicked at the she-cat that she fell into, then ran to the add of her leader who was fighting another leader. She pounced on his back, her claws sinking into his white fur, as blood dyed his pelt red. She leaped off of him, slashing at his belly. She backed her heels and bit at his throat through her muffled mouth she managed. "If you leave now, I will not kill you..." She bit harder, and her leader rose. She released the enemy leader as he called his troops back. SilentMoon sat there, wounds to her own body. She bled from side to side.. and she was a medicine cat...who would save her? She looked bleak then went unconscious...from the sheer pain from her leg and wounds...
