Post by { spider~! } on Jan 7, 2010 13:21:03 GMT -5
S I M P L I C I T I E S
name;; Stormchaser
family;; Not played.
age;; 28 moons
gender;; Tom
clan;; VictoryClan
rank;; Med. Cat (app already accepted)
W H A T . T H E Y . S E E
fur color;; His fur is mostly white but it does have some black in it.
eye color;; Stormchaser has auburn eyes and they are very round and large, but not so large that they look comical.
size and build;; He is quite lithe, and not as strong as other cats, however, the messiness of his pelt makes him look larger.
the rest;;Stormchaser has long legs. The fur is very wispy around his legs, and is mostly white however around his knees, there is dark gray. His front paws are all white except for his pads. They are a dark gray colour. His back paws are more flecked with black but are predominately white. At Stormchaser's shoulders, there are many clumps of knotted fur making his shoulders look bulky, when really he is quite lithe. Across his chest, he has a cluster of black splotches, and the fur is very soft and well kept. Stormchaser has a short tail like a lynx, and it is black. His face is narrow, and his nose is pink but has a black dot that stretches from his left nostril to just below his left eye. Stormchaser's ears are wide set and the insides are pink while the outsides are white.
T H E . A C T I O N S
personality;;
Stormchaser is a very calm cat but with a nasty temper. However, it takes a lot to tick him off. But tense situations, or hostile disputes between Clans, set him off easily. But he does have a lot of patience, but he does get cross with his apprentice easily. He is kinder to wards kits than anyone else because he knows that kits are the warriors of the future, but he has no fear in chastising them. To wards Elders, he is more straight forward to get it through their stubborn heads.
When it comes to herbs, he can name them in his sleep. He tries to do everything in his power to make sure he has plenty of everything even if that means sending out his apprentice everyday to find herbs, or going out himself. He royally hates being out, or low on a herb. Stormchaser rarely shows hostility to wards other Clans, he sees no reason for it. He always greets other Clans with kindness and the same respect he shows his Clanmates.
When dealing with injured cats, Stormchaser stays very calm. It's like his head clears and he is only focused on healing the cat. Most of the time, this is exactly what happens. He observes the injury, and then he will disappear and come out with the herbs. He is also very fast at his work but he works silently and intently. After he is done, he will tell the cat everything they need to do help it heal faster. And when he is all done, he will explain what he did to his apprentice.
likes;;
-Helping cats
-The breeze
-Warmth
-The smell of a mothers milk
-The sound of kittens soft mewling
dislikes;;
-Cold
-Fights
-Being low on herbs
-Cats that don't cooperate.
strengths;;
-Healing
-Calming worried/anxious cats
-Helping cats see the bright side in a bad situation
-Very bright
weaknesses;;
-Self doubt
-losing his temper easily in tense situations where nothing is under control
-Anything that doesn't have to do with his Medicine Cat duties.
P A S T . A N D . P R E S E N T
history;;
At a very young age, Stormchaser took an interest in the medicine cats job. But as a kit, play fighting and goofing off was his calling. It was all he did until he was around 4 or 5 moons. Around this time, he starting thinking about his apprenticeship. The idea of being a medicine cat filled his head and he reveled in the idea. So, he started hanging around the medicine den and he asked A LOT of questions. The leader noted this. When the apprentice ceremony came around, and Stormkit was named Stormpaw and was called to train as medicine cat apprentice, he couldn't've been happier. He was practically bursting out of his fur.
That night, he sat up and tried to talk to the other apprentices about what it would be like to be a medicine cat. They all told him so go to sleep. Well, he didn't. He sat in his nest with excitement and his little mind went over all the things he would be able to do. He would learn how to heal cats, learn about the herbs and be respected. The respect part appealed to him the most at first. He could only imagine his fellow apprentices having to respect his authority. But throughout his training his priorities straightened out.
The first day of his training was a disaster. From his lack of sleep from the night before, he was groggy and unfocused. This infuriated his mentor. Ashamed and tail between legs, the session was ended. Stormchaser wanted to sink into the ground and die from embarrassment. He felt sick to his stomach and he could barely eat his fresh kill. That night, he told himself, he would be the best apprentice ever. With that thought in his head, he slept. He didn't dream at all. In the morning, he woke up bright eyed and bushy-tailed ready to actually start his training.
This training session went a lot better then the previous days. Stormchaser was on the ball and ready for anything. His mentor was sufficiently impressed. Over the course of his training, most of the days were like this. It was a while before his mentor was able to show him how to use the certain herbs on wounds. Stormchaser knew mouse bile well, and poppy seeds, but the other herbs not so much. During leafbare, he learned of cat nip and numerous other herbs to do with battle injuries, a minor poisoning and little wounds. Needless to say, Stormchaser learned quickly and well. He was very attentive as an apprentice.
Near the end of his training, Stormchaser starting calming down and for lack of a better term, he matured. No longer was he Stormpaw, the loud rambunctious apprentice, he was now the calm, quiet Stormpaw. His mentor was happy to see the change but sometimes he wished for the old Stormchaser back on slow boring days. His naming ceremony came and went quickly, with much congratulations.
When the time came for Stormpaw to become Stormchaser, Medicine cat of VictoryClan, once again became the loud rambunctious one. His life long dream was to come true, and he couldn't be happier. On the night of his ceremony, he was bubbling with energy and he could barely contain himself. He was sad though to see his mentor step down, but he knew he was qualified enough for the job. So he embraced the new title and he swore on that night to never let his Clan die or their trust in him.
rp example;; N/A
other;; This is my bio from Shatter The Glass and there might be some stuff about him believing in StarClan that I missed. Also, I might have missed changing his name from Stormpelt to Stormchaser ^_^
