stormtrick - zephyrclan

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NAME// Stormtrick
AGE// 48 moons
GENDER// Tom
CLAN// Zephyrclan
DESIRED POSITION// Senior Warrior
SHORT DESCRIPTION// A patient, dusky gray tom with sharp blue eyes.


DESCRIPTION//

Like most of his clanmates, Stormtrick has the traditional Zephyrclan build. He is lean and has legs built for chasing rabbits across the moor. His tail is long and thin, paws small and well developed. The coloring of his fur is a bit different than one might expect, being a color like the light at dusk, either a dark, smoky gray or a light black. His lighter patches are a creamy gray, and are easily seen; the pattern to his fur is that of a tabby, but the stripes are very thick, so his fur appears to alternate from dark gray to light gray, except on his chest, where it's mostly just light gray without stripes breaking through. His muzzle is the same color, stretching the length under his eyes. The color of his gaze is an icy blue, fading from a darker color at the top to a light color at the bottom, catching the light this way on both. Stormtrick's markings are probably his more distinctive trait, and if he lived in the forest he would likely blend easily into the shadows. Unfortunately, living in the moorland, a darker pelt isn't quite as helpful.

PERSONALITY//

Though as an apprentice he was very headstrong and could make a fool of himself often, Stormtrick has aged very gracefully. Now one of the older warriors in the clan, he takes his responsibilities very seriously. He would never put himself over the clan or his duties, following orders effortlessly. Though he does seem more youthful when around his best friends, particularly Runningfox (he sees him as Ripplesurf from the past, before his best friend became deputy.) He isn't extremely friendly, but likes to remain polite and calm, never a storm as his name might suggest, but will stand up for those he believes deserve it. He also isn't afraid to speak out when the situation calls for it, but otherwise speaks in a controlled voice with a controlled manner, which can get boring after a while. Of his many mistakes, he tries to learn from them, but feels that the death of his sister, Dawnpaw, was his fault, and that afterward he made even worse mistakes. Still, he is generally happy, if thoughtful, and tends to be caring and a bit of a romantic at heart, rather than spontaneous. His loyalty to his friends is genuine, having no known family left as an experienced warrior.

EXPERIENCE//

STORMKIT. Named for his coat, resembling the colors of a storm cloud. He was like most kits, ans shared his den at first with Ripplekit, the future deputy, though it wasn't long before the other tom became Ripplepaw. He had one sister, a fiery she-cat named Dawnkit. Their parents, both average Zephyrclan warriors, were in their prime, like himself, when he was born. They had been denmates throughout their life, and his mother gave birth to him when she was 45 moons old, as was her mate. While, if living, they would be around 90 moons now, they were both normal warriors and were killed in different battles; his mother, Yewflight, died first, and his father, Obsidianclaw, lived on until he was 70 moons old, before he fought to the death in a battle, sixteen moons after his mate.

STORMPAW. As an apprentice he was quiet energetic and fiery, with a quick temper. His mentor tried to quell this in him, teaching him that patience was the most important thing he could learn. His training methods were often odd and extensive, and the mentor and apprentice didn't get along well at first. However, by the time he was just 7 moons old Stormpaw was best friends with a tom a little older than him, Ripplepaw. Ripplepaw was different from him, flirtatious and loving to fool others; but they both had the same fire, and they were quick and close friends, each the other's only friend until four moons later. Ripplepaw had become a warrior, a while before his best friend, and was called Ripplesurf. Stormpaw was eleven moons old and would be a warrior in just a moon. A tom younger than both of them, Havocpaw, became an apprentice. Despite the age difference between the three, Havocpaw became the third member of their trio. A moon later Stormpaw was given his warrior name, Stormtrick. However, in that short moon, tragedy had struck him. He and his sister, out on patrol, grew bored of the older warriors and wandered off on their own. Dawnpaw startled a thin, young male fox, devouring a crow. Forgetting to be patient as the fox appraised her, not thinking of what would happen, he leaped into the fight with the fox, who thought they were trying to steal it's prey. It was smaller and weaker than it could have been, and the two apprentices were strong, well trained fighters, but Dawnpaw was paralyzed with fear and could do nothing as the fox lunged at her. Stormpaw was nearly killed in the fight, and the only thing that scared the fox away from biting his throat was the sound of the patrol approaching, too late. Dawnpaw had died from the blood loss, and Stormpaw himself nearly died. He finally saw the point to his mentor's teachings, and saw how important it was to be patient- but the cost was so high. He was determined, then, to become a warrior- he barely recovered for his assessment, and managed to move on to becoming a warrior with Ripplesurf. From then on, he kept his mentor's teachings first in mind; he has always blamed himself for his sister's death.

STORMTRICK. As a warrior, he was changed completely. The death of his sister hit hard, but he remained as close to Ripplesurf as before, if not closer. When at last Havocpaw became named Havocflare the three had witnessed a lot in their short lives and were inseparable. Later in their lives, after Stormtrick had mentored his first apprentice, Ripplesurf fathered three kits, Runningkit and his two brothers. Stormtrick watched his friend's son grow up, amused that he was so much like Ripplesurf. By the time Runningkit was a warrior, Runningfox, the trio had grown a lot in maturity, and Ripplesurf became embarrassed by his son, despite having been the same way. As the moons passed, the leader died, and so the clan was in need of a new deputy under Paintedstar's leadership. Havocflare and Ripplesurf were in competition for deputy, and Stormtrick had always been the rock between them, aged well and quite senior now, so had no say in which he preferred. A while before the time that his friends were on edgy ground, each wanting deputy, he became friends with Runningfox. Though Ripplesurf and Havocflare remain his best friends, he has become pretty close to the younger tom too, who seeks to instill youth in him again.

OTHER//

Good, he's remade.

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