Post by Kitty on Nov 28, 2009 9:05:54 GMT -6
Name: Cloudheart
Real Age: 70 moons
Apparent Age: 25 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: StarClan
Former Clan: RiverClan
Mentor/Apprentice: None
Rank: Warrior
Mate/Crush: His mate was Frostflower, and he still loves her, even if she has moved on
Kin: Frostflower, mate; Snowfoot, daughter; Whitepelt, son
Death: River accident - he drowned.
Description: Just as his mate and kits were white, Cloudheart is white too. He is a little more bulky then his kits and mate, though, as he is more broad-shouldered and kind of big. He has medium-length fur and long, strong legs, perfect for swimming. He has big, pale blue eyes.
His head is roundish, his ears pointed (as would be assumed). The insides of ears, his nose, and his pads are all light pink. He has only white whiskers, and there are no spots on his body, except for white. Cloudheart is actually kind of handsome.
Personality: Cloudheart is selfless. He thinks of other cats before himself. He is brave and loyal. He is kind. He loves kits. He's a pretty good mentor.
Could such a good cat have flaws? Yes, yes he could. First off, he hates fighting tooth and claw, preferring to use words to argue with. This can be a problem sometimes. Second, he likes gossip. He gossiped quite a bit when he lived in RiverClan. And finally, though these aren't all of his flaws, just the main ones, he was very daring. His daring might be his greatest flaw, as it was what caused his untimely end.
History: Cloudheart lived with a litter of three. Out of the three kits, he was the only white one. The ther two were tabbies. They used to playfight and fake-hunt and get into all sorts of trouble together. Once, the kits were in the medicine cat den when Cloudkit's sister dared him to eat a leaf. He did, and immediately started vomiting. The medicine cat assured his mother that he would be fine, and he and his siblings got in lots of trouble for their little expedition.
Cloudkit became Cloudpaw and he still did all the dares. Such as climbing trees, from which he ended up falling and spraining a paw. His training sped along and before he knew it, Cloudpaw was becoming Cloudheart, and he sat vigil with his siblings.
Cloudheart's warriorship passed without event until a few moons into it, when Frostpaw became Frostflower. They became friends, and then they were closer than friends, and before long, they were mates and Frostflower was bearing his kits. He was very pleased and excited, and spent as much time as possible in the nursery. He really loved Frostflower.
But, less than a moon before the kits were born, it was pouring the rain. There was a horrible thunderstorm, and the Clan didn't have much prey. Cloudheart left the camp with the intention of not coming back without fresh-kill. He went down to the river near the twoleg bridge, got down near the edge, and caught a couple fish. Then the wave came. He heard a roaring sound and lookedup to see a wall of water. The river swept him downstream. No matter how good a swimmer he was, he couldnt swim better than the river. He drowned, and RiverClan found his body after the river went down.
He spends lots of time with Whitepelt, his kit that he never knew in life. He watches Snowfoot, and grieves for her, too, since she's lost so much. He watches Frostflower, still loving her, but not blaming her for moving on. He hoped she found a mate that stuck around sometime soon, even though she's a rogue/loner now.
Roleplay example: I've used every prefix for white that I can possibly think of. XD And who knew finding a picture of a white cat could be so hard? Ignore the collar in that picture, though, its the best I could find. XD
Other: I'm addicted to making these things. I figured I'd start crowding up StarClan now, though. XD
