Post by Pisces Amberfrost on Dec 14, 2014 18:59:49 GMT -5
Name: Silverstorm
Age: 29 moons
Gender: Female
Personality: Silverstorm is hardy and dependable sort though many wouldn't think so thanks to her lack of seriousness. She lives for laughs and as such she's a bit of a prankster as well as a very active teaser. When she does focus her attention on something, Silverstorm will see it through to the end even if she has to do it alone. In most cases when comes to dangerous events she would do just that too. She pampers her clan-mates and those she calls friends, constantly worrying on others' well-being, and more prone to having others flee a dangerous battle while she stays behind to at least buy some time for their escape. Of course she doesn't take her life lightly so she'll play cat and mouse with her being the mouse.
Positive Traits: Determined, Cooperative, Optimistic
Neutral Traits: Witty, Survivor, Affectionate
Negative Traits: Grudge-holder, Over-protective, Wary
Skills: Fast in water, Adaptable, Good at Avoiding danger (when alone)
Appearance: Silverstorm is a small female with medium length fur. She's more on the lanky side, all legs rather than mass but that makes her lithe if not only incredibly light. She has silver-white fur with her only markings being a white chin and chest, white socks on all her toes; and bright yellow eyes.
History:
0-6 moons:
Silverstorm, formerly Taps; was a born barn cat or at least that's what the two-legs would call them. In truth, her family lived in an old barn long forgotten by two-legs - living out their lives comfortably on the rats and crows who were attracted to the forgotten, wild crops of a farm land with no owner. She had four siblings besides herself, two of which died due to rat attacks. Despite that her family ranged from more than just her siblings, parents, and her; several other felines lived with them as well making a sort of community.
6-12 moons:
In her first year, Silverclaw's life was disrupted when Two-legs suddenly barged into the barn, capturing as many felines as they could. Obviously she ran alongside her mother to the outside world. After they had escaped, Silverclaw never saw her father, uncles, or aunts again. Even one of her dwindling siblings had gone missing in the chaos and the remaining three could only guess that he had been captured as well. Unable to return to their home (well they did but it had been destroyed by giant yellow monsters with long arms and huge teeth), the trio traveled into unknown lands for survival.
12-30 moons:
Growing up, Silverstorm and her family faced constant starvation. Feral cats would attack them along with beasts that were far more dangerous than rats. They learned that the hard way when her final sibling had been whisked off by a giant bird that was definitely not a crow or raven. It was a few moons after that when her mother fell ill due to grief and passed away only a moon afterward, leaving Silverstorm on her own for survival. She did well enough on her own for the most part, fighting off rogues and fleeing when the danger got more dangerous. It was a life of 'cat and mouse' (as she would call it) that lasted until she managed to stumble into Creekclan where she was accepted and renamed Silverstorm.
30-50 moons:
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Age: 29 moons
Gender: Female
Personality: Silverstorm is hardy and dependable sort though many wouldn't think so thanks to her lack of seriousness. She lives for laughs and as such she's a bit of a prankster as well as a very active teaser. When she does focus her attention on something, Silverstorm will see it through to the end even if she has to do it alone. In most cases when comes to dangerous events she would do just that too. She pampers her clan-mates and those she calls friends, constantly worrying on others' well-being, and more prone to having others flee a dangerous battle while she stays behind to at least buy some time for their escape. Of course she doesn't take her life lightly so she'll play cat and mouse with her being the mouse.
Positive Traits: Determined, Cooperative, Optimistic
Neutral Traits: Witty, Survivor, Affectionate
Negative Traits: Grudge-holder, Over-protective, Wary
Skills: Fast in water, Adaptable, Good at Avoiding danger (when alone)
Appearance: Silverstorm is a small female with medium length fur. She's more on the lanky side, all legs rather than mass but that makes her lithe if not only incredibly light. She has silver-white fur with her only markings being a white chin and chest, white socks on all her toes; and bright yellow eyes.
History:
0-6 moons:
Silverstorm, formerly Taps; was a born barn cat or at least that's what the two-legs would call them. In truth, her family lived in an old barn long forgotten by two-legs - living out their lives comfortably on the rats and crows who were attracted to the forgotten, wild crops of a farm land with no owner. She had four siblings besides herself, two of which died due to rat attacks. Despite that her family ranged from more than just her siblings, parents, and her; several other felines lived with them as well making a sort of community.
6-12 moons:
In her first year, Silverclaw's life was disrupted when Two-legs suddenly barged into the barn, capturing as many felines as they could. Obviously she ran alongside her mother to the outside world. After they had escaped, Silverclaw never saw her father, uncles, or aunts again. Even one of her dwindling siblings had gone missing in the chaos and the remaining three could only guess that he had been captured as well. Unable to return to their home (well they did but it had been destroyed by giant yellow monsters with long arms and huge teeth), the trio traveled into unknown lands for survival.
12-30 moons:
Growing up, Silverstorm and her family faced constant starvation. Feral cats would attack them along with beasts that were far more dangerous than rats. They learned that the hard way when her final sibling had been whisked off by a giant bird that was definitely not a crow or raven. It was a few moons after that when her mother fell ill due to grief and passed away only a moon afterward, leaving Silverstorm on her own for survival. She did well enough on her own for the most part, fighting off rogues and fleeing when the danger got more dangerous. It was a life of 'cat and mouse' (as she would call it) that lasted until she managed to stumble into Creekclan where she was accepted and renamed Silverstorm.
30-50 moons:
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