Post by Frostheart on Feb 12, 2011 17:01:07 GMT -6
Name:
Stormfall
Age:
87 Moons
Rank:
Queen
Allegaince:
Riverclan
Picture:
Appearance:
Stormfall is a bit shorter then your average cat. However, guessing by how old she is, she has grown to her full size and will probably never grow any bigger then how tall she is now. Despite her small size, she does have a strong build and is fit for fighting. Her paws are a bit larger then most, earning her the nickname 'Bigpaw' (given to her as an apprentice and sticking with her until her warrior ceremony). Her fur is quite long, expecially the fur on her tail.
Covering the majority of her bady is dark fur. It looks like a black color, but in all actuallity, it is a very dark brown and she tends to get irritated when her fur color is mistaken. Her mussle, chest, underbelly, and paws are white while her eyes are amber in color.
Personality:
When you think of queens, you probably think of gentle she-cats that are over protective of their kits and don't snap at their young very easily. Of course, Stormfall isn't your average queen, now is she? She has a sharp tounge and doesn't tolerate those who step out of line. She's very stern and, at a distance, looks unloving and cold.
On the inside, she just doesn't want her kits getting hurt in any way and thinks that threatening them to do as their told will make them more obidient and keep them out of trouble-and danger. She's a gentle spirit at heart. Just don't let her hear you say that. Other wise you'll go home with clawed ears.
History:
Stormfall grew up much like any other cat would. Every cat she knew didn't die, she didn't blame herself for any cats death, she wasn't in some fancy dancy love triangle. She just grew up... normally. Her parents were like most parents, loving and kind, and she grew up as an only child.
As an apprentice, Stormfall did have a terrifying experience though. While swimming through the lake, her leg got caught between two rocks while she was diving below the water's surface. After trying to hold her breathe while trying to eacape the boulders' grasp for what seemed like seasons, someone finally realised she was missing and managed to set her free. For the rest of her apprenticeship, she was terrified of water.
When fighting against a rival clan after her warrior ceremony, however, one of her friends was being forced under the water by another cat, not letting her even get the tiniest breathe. It was either face her fears or let them die and she did what any other cat would do. From that day, water wasn't so terrifying. But her fear still wasn't completely cured.
It was only moons later when she met the love of her life and it wasn't long before he returned her love. A few more moons passed and-what do you know?-she was expecting his kits. You know Ferncloud? How she's like a kit fassuet? Yeah... That's basically how Stormfall was. After a while, she was considering just staying in the nursery until she moved to the elders den.
That is, until the 'accident'.
Her mate was on a border patrol, patrol their border with Shadowclan when they were ambushed. It seemed like the entire clan other then queens, kits, and elders had attacked the group of three. As fast as they could, they called for backup and soon, the two clans were neck in neck, fighting for land.
After the battle, which Riverclan had thankfully won, he seemed normal. He seemed fine until the point in which he collapsed to the ground. the medicine cat said it was unlikely that he would survive so it didn''t come to as a shock when he passed away.
Seasons on seasons passed the clan by and Stormfall clung to his memory as though it was the one thing keeping her alive. Then, she met another tom, Hawktalon. He was a Windclan warrior, and a charming one at that. It was love at first sight. The two began to sneak out in the middle of the night to see one another.
Stormfall was devistated to find that she was expecting kits once more. Some cats suspected that she had found another mate, but others believed that they were her old mate's kits. She explained to the medicine cat that she'd been meeting with a cat from another clan and begged them to keep it a secret. They promised not to tell, but in the end, didn't live up to that promise.
Once the kits were born, they blurted out the truth. Stormfall handed one of the two kits she'd given birth to to Windclan in hopes that she'd grow up much like her father. The clan forgave her with time and she never spoke with Hawktalon again.
Stormfall
Age:
87 Moons
Rank:
Queen
Allegaince:
Riverclan
Picture:
Appearance:
Stormfall is a bit shorter then your average cat. However, guessing by how old she is, she has grown to her full size and will probably never grow any bigger then how tall she is now. Despite her small size, she does have a strong build and is fit for fighting. Her paws are a bit larger then most, earning her the nickname 'Bigpaw' (given to her as an apprentice and sticking with her until her warrior ceremony). Her fur is quite long, expecially the fur on her tail.
Covering the majority of her bady is dark fur. It looks like a black color, but in all actuallity, it is a very dark brown and she tends to get irritated when her fur color is mistaken. Her mussle, chest, underbelly, and paws are white while her eyes are amber in color.
Personality:
When you think of queens, you probably think of gentle she-cats that are over protective of their kits and don't snap at their young very easily. Of course, Stormfall isn't your average queen, now is she? She has a sharp tounge and doesn't tolerate those who step out of line. She's very stern and, at a distance, looks unloving and cold.
On the inside, she just doesn't want her kits getting hurt in any way and thinks that threatening them to do as their told will make them more obidient and keep them out of trouble-and danger. She's a gentle spirit at heart. Just don't let her hear you say that. Other wise you'll go home with clawed ears.
History:
Stormfall grew up much like any other cat would. Every cat she knew didn't die, she didn't blame herself for any cats death, she wasn't in some fancy dancy love triangle. She just grew up... normally. Her parents were like most parents, loving and kind, and she grew up as an only child.
As an apprentice, Stormfall did have a terrifying experience though. While swimming through the lake, her leg got caught between two rocks while she was diving below the water's surface. After trying to hold her breathe while trying to eacape the boulders' grasp for what seemed like seasons, someone finally realised she was missing and managed to set her free. For the rest of her apprenticeship, she was terrified of water.
When fighting against a rival clan after her warrior ceremony, however, one of her friends was being forced under the water by another cat, not letting her even get the tiniest breathe. It was either face her fears or let them die and she did what any other cat would do. From that day, water wasn't so terrifying. But her fear still wasn't completely cured.
It was only moons later when she met the love of her life and it wasn't long before he returned her love. A few more moons passed and-what do you know?-she was expecting his kits. You know Ferncloud? How she's like a kit fassuet? Yeah... That's basically how Stormfall was. After a while, she was considering just staying in the nursery until she moved to the elders den.
That is, until the 'accident'.
Her mate was on a border patrol, patrol their border with Shadowclan when they were ambushed. It seemed like the entire clan other then queens, kits, and elders had attacked the group of three. As fast as they could, they called for backup and soon, the two clans were neck in neck, fighting for land.
After the battle, which Riverclan had thankfully won, he seemed normal. He seemed fine until the point in which he collapsed to the ground. the medicine cat said it was unlikely that he would survive so it didn''t come to as a shock when he passed away.
Seasons on seasons passed the clan by and Stormfall clung to his memory as though it was the one thing keeping her alive. Then, she met another tom, Hawktalon. He was a Windclan warrior, and a charming one at that. It was love at first sight. The two began to sneak out in the middle of the night to see one another.
Stormfall was devistated to find that she was expecting kits once more. Some cats suspected that she had found another mate, but others believed that they were her old mate's kits. She explained to the medicine cat that she'd been meeting with a cat from another clan and begged them to keep it a secret. They promised not to tell, but in the end, didn't live up to that promise.
Once the kits were born, they blurted out the truth. Stormfall handed one of the two kits she'd given birth to to Windclan in hopes that she'd grow up much like her father. The clan forgave her with time and she never spoke with Hawktalon again.