Post by mikey on May 20, 2009 1:33:57 GMT -5
Name
Silverwind
Rank
Warrior
Age
Twenty Moons
Gender
Tom
Clan
Streamclan
Kin/Mate/Mentor/Apprentice
p.a.r.e.n.t.s.
Grayfeather --- Mother, deceased
Talon --- Father, deceased
s.i.b.l.i.n.g.s.
None.
a.p.p.r.e.n.t.i.c.e.
Open.
Pelt
When Grayfeather kitted, it came as no surprise that her only kit was a silver tabby, only a shade lighter then Grayfeather's own fur. The kit, Silverkit, was born with tan tabby markings sprawled across his body, the most prominent of these markings being a marking that spiraled up on his side, looking much like the wind. These markings on both side of his stomach were so prominent that, they later earned him his warrior name "SilverWIND". He was considered a handsome fellow, with white underbelly stretching from beneath his nose and reaching down to the inside of his back thighs. As he grew, the tom's silver back feet faded to white, as did the toes of his front feet. What seemed most unusual however, was when the tom's tan markings on his tail darkened to a black color, reminding some of ash.
"Ash on the wind", they'd say, "that's what his pelt looks like."
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Eyes
Silverwind's eyes match his fur perfectly, being a dull gray color, showing all of his emotions and giving away all of his feelings. His eyes are nearly always bright and full of life, giving the tom a happy, cheery feeling.
Personality
Silverwind is a selfless cat, willing to give his life up for his clan and if Starclan wishes for it. He's a really gentle tom, who's all smiles and cheery. He takes things slowly, one pawstep at a time. It's rare when he gets angry and usually it's only after things that could hurt others. He's a daydreamer and is often caught staring up at the sky, murmuring things to cats who aren't there. His kindness and longing to make others happy though, often makes other cats walk all over him, asking and making him do things for them.
History
In some time, at some place one prisoner fell for a she-cat,
Quite some time ago, long before Silverwind was born, there was a pretty little apprentice and a loner whom had been caught stealing prey from Streamclan. Around the time the loner was caught, kits had also been vanishing from Streamclan along with small apprentices before being found dead. The loner was suspected of having killed the missing kits and apprentices but, until this theory could be confirmed the loner was going to be held prisoner by Streamclan.
It was during his second moon of being held prisoner that the two cats finally met, the lonely and innocent loner and the pretty she-cat.
Through the barracks....
Back then it was usually a warrior's job to make sure the prisoner was fed and to take said prisoner out to make dirt. However, since Streamclan was low on free warriors (most were training apprentices and had no time for a prisoner) it was instead decided that an older apprentice, one close to becoming a warrior, would take care of the prisoner. Perhaps it was fated by Starclan that little Graypaw was chosen for this task or perhaps it was just pure luck that the pretty little apprentice was chosen. But no matter the reason, she was chosen for this task and was promised it would definitely help her become a warrior quicker.
It was during her time taking care of the prisoner that little Graypaw began to fall for him. He didn't seem as bad as others made him out to be and had only stolen the prey because he didn't want to starve. The poor loner had no idea why Streamclan was accusing him of killing kits and just wanted to return to his home, on the other side of the mountain with other loners and kittypets of the like. Graypaw began to feel terribly sorry for the loner and with each little conversation the two had, they both began to fall head over heels for each other.
Too bad such a love was forbidden.
Heartrending, heartrending.
Soon enough, little Graypaw became little Grayfeather and was whisked away from her love and shoved into the nursery, the medicine cat having said she was with kits. Poor Grayfeather was distraught, terribly afraid that when her kits were born they would look just like their father and then, then everyone would know what she had been hiding. Soon, she became very ill and died while kitting. Unfortunately she did no survive but, her only kit did.
Little Silverkit grew up without a mother and without a father because shortly after his birth, Talon, his father and the loner that was kept prisoner died from the same illness that took Grayfeather.
While no one else knew about his heritage, Silverkit knew, as if someone from Starclan had directly told him who his parents were.
Just recently the tom became a warrior and is patiently awaiting to receive his own apprentice.
Other
For a warrior, Silverwind has an oddly strong connection with Starclan. Sometimes, you'll find him staring up at the night sky, thinking about things you wouldn't think a tom like him would think about.
Also, the words in italics in his bio are the english translated lyrics from the Vocaloid song "Prisoner", the only thing changed from the lyrics is that I switched "girl" to "she-cat".
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