Silentstorm - Deputy of RockClan « Thread Started on Jul 28, 2006, 2:53pm »
Name:
Silentstorm
Age:
24 moons
Gender:
Tom
Clan:
RockClan
Rank:
Warrior [ deputy? ]
Personality:
Silentstorm is a fiercely loyal soul, and has always put his Clan first. Well, maybe it's second to his heart. Alright, let's say it's tied with his heart. He will always do what he feels is right for all of those around him, though occasionally some different ideas will spring from his mind. The prime-aged tom has an odd understanding of the minds of younger cats, from the failing to obey the warrior code to obsessive loves.
His loyalty may someday lead him to greatness, though that is not what he wants. His dream is to lead a simple, happy life as a warrior in RockClan.
Description:
Silentstorm is a pure white, massive tom. His whole pelt gives the appearance that a TwoLeg dumped a bucket of whitewash on his already-snowy pelt. There is one exception to the simpleness of this tom's pelt - a perfect diamond shape on his forehead, in a medium-dark gray color. The whole body of this cat is laced with muscle, brawn filling every inch of his frame. His eyes are a yellow-green hue, shining in the day and reflecting the stars and moon at night. His tail is abnormally long, and idly flicks about all of the time. His face is well defined, with long, white whiskers on the left side of his face, and darker gray ones on the right. The ears in this cat are of average size, with lynx-like tufts sprouting from either one. His "eyebrows*" are white on both sides, and shorter than usual. He has occasional ruffles in his fur from old cuts and scrapes, but only one large battlescar; one that runs from the back of his neck to his left foreleg.
Picture:
[ coming soon... ]
History
Silentstorm was born in the strong RockClan, like many of the cats around him. He was quite enthusiastic as a kit, always wandering where he wasn't supposed to go, always looking for an adventure. It wasn't until he was an apprentice that the full truth of the warrior code was revealed to him.
From his training on, this tom was fiercely loyal. He did everything his mentor instructed him to do, and the warrior code was first in his life. It took a few moons for the little apprentice to realize that following the code was almost everything, but not quite.
He had an epiphany, of sorts. In the middle of the night, Silentpaw had a dream, a vision of some sort of heavanly cat, calling to him. The other feline left him with three words, "Follow your Heart..."
From then on, two things have been guiding the tom's actions. What he feels is best for him, his Clan, and for the land they walk on. These are now also controlled under the warrior code.
Silentpaw became a warrior a moon early for exceeding in all tasks, and for fighting extremely bravely in a battle.
Today he is a very experienced warrior.
RP Example [ borrowed ] :
A lithe gray body streamed over endless smooth rock, weaving between the great sequoia trees and lodgepole pines, the most common foliage to be found in the Conifer Mountainlands. If one was to look closer, streaks of orange in a pelt of gray-white would become evident the creature. Orange-backed ears pricked forward, alert for any small disturbance in the land, any alteration in the territory that was hers. Feathers alight with fire burned upon massive wings starting right below the femme's neck, between the large shoulder blades protruding from the rest of her mass.
Azali nodded to the skies, a profound smile plastered on her maw. The wingèd K'weu Teuli were thriving, and starvation had not plagued the land once for a centruy. Thgough threats were arising, they had no time to think for them. Wait for the future until the future comes, she was always told by her mother. Just wait.
Her seafoam eyes shone against the golden autumn skies, an illusion created by the golden dawnlight reflecting upon the deciduous trees further east. The pools of green were full of emotion, desires, and fears. What if the Lights or Darks attacked? Would there ever be a force strong enough to guard against both alliances? Would a creature ever be chosen by the gods to come and save them?
A long, unsure howl echoed out of the vocals of the fae. Old White, where are you? Do you truly look over us from the endless cloudy skies? she thought mournfully, all thoughts of happiness evaporating.
Yes, the land had been flourishing, but it had stopped, and been bumped down to thriving over the past generation. In another generation, what would happen? Something had to happen, a miracle sent by the gods.
Azali fluttered her wings, and broke into a run, powerful legs stretching out and contracting back in. With a graceful leap and the spreading of her burning feathered plumes, she was airborne, soaring over the territory.
What would happen...?
Other : [ arcticstripe's mate ]
* referring to the long hairs sprouting from above the cat's eyes
It takes more muscles to frown then it does to smile!
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Re: Silentstorm - Deputy of RockClan « Reply #1 on Jul 28, 2006, 3:25pm »
Well, can you just put him as warrior for now and then talk to Goldash about him becoming deputy. You'll have to finish it soon if you want the position though, I think Goldash will be having the ceremony soon.
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