Post by .:Vaporwind:. on Dec 27, 2007 11:39:55 GMT -5
name xx; Vaporwind
gender xx; tom
clan xx; Shadowclan
rank xx; Medicine Cat
description xx;
Vaporwind is a cat with origins of the Siamese. He is strongly built and will in full maturity have lithe muscles and a prominent frame. His fur is all white besides his blue pointing on his: paws, ears, and tail-tip. His eyes are also blue, but not the same silvery blue of fur. His eyes are a deep and royal crystal cerulean. They are absolutely gorgeous and mesmerizing. It's easy to be trapped in them. Curled white claws help him with tearing up herbs and what is a medicine cat without a signature scent? Vaporwind has been around the herbs long enough to develop a fragrant scent that would easily be recognized as the aroma of a fresh morning with recently laid dew.
picture xx;
personality xx;
Vaporwind is somewhat lain back and can be quite calm about things; but if he's not prepared, has no idea what to do, or is just plain caught off-guard, he'll basically freak out. He'll rush around trying to figure out what to do or if caught off-guard, for example while speaking with someone, he'll just freeze. Just sit there, stop whatever he was doing, and think about what his response will be. He has some issues to work out, but he is trying his best to and to get help from others to do so as well.
Over all Vaporwind is a gentle and sweet cat, but when he gets really angry, he knows he has to blow his top right then and there so he doesn't end up holding it in and thrashing out on someone else that was trying to play pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey and ended up popping the balloon put in front of it after the blind-fold was already on. He knows when to hold his tongue though. It's not like he'd just scream at a leader in the middle of a Gathering while they were talking. Something a little more, common-day like.
Vaporwind loves learning as much as he can from other more wise Medicine Cats so that he can help the sick and wounded cats of his clan.
history xx;
Vaporwind was born to a mother that was full bred Shadowclan and a father he never knew. He might have died, he might have been a rouge, a loner, or a cat from another clan; no one has any idea. But his mother wasn't too perfect for a Shadowclan cat.
She was running way from the clan for some reason that no one will ever know. She was far out in the territory when her contractions hit her. They were too powerful for her to keep moving on so she found a place to have her kits and settled down. Three beautiful kits were born, two quite healthy and strong, and the other, the runt, a normal kit-Vaporwind. Who ever their father was, what genes he had.
The two kits grew stronger and by the end of the day had opened their eyes. They were developing too quickly. Strong enough to fight, they tested their skills on each other, and they tried to on their smaller brother, but their mother wasn't having it. She protected the littlest one with such ferocity it was as if the other two kits weren't hers. They were proud and independent. A little too much so. They went off exploring together the next day, their mother not giving a care-she was nursing her little one-and they found themselves prey for a hungry animal. The queen never saw them again, and never gave them much thought.
She was almost literally obsessed with her normal kit and loved him with all her heart. She never left his side, and by the third day, without food, and still nursing, she was wiped clean of nutrients and died loving her kit. A Shadowclan patrol finally found the dead mother and her squealing son. They buried the sacrificed queen with respect and gave the kit to another queen to nurse off of. His only family now, was his clan.
When the day arrived when he was to be apprenticed, he shocked every cat. Vaporkit, the cat considered to be the most promising warrior, wanted to be a Medicine Cat. The leader kept asking him if he was sure, not being able to understand how the cat (s)he was going to ask to be her(is) apprentice wanted to live a life of healing and solitude. That's when he snapped, and it was the only time he ever snapped at a leader. "I SAID YES! WHY WOULD I ASK YOU IF I WASN'T SURE?! DON'T YOU THINK I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING?!" The whole camp was quiet and just stared at him. He looked at the ground and shuffled his paws. He stole a glance at the Medicine Cat who gave him a re-encouraging nod. The leader ended up making him Medicine Cat apprentice. But what the clan didn't know was that he had had a dream the night before.
A Starclan cat and the Medicine Cat had met Vaporkit in the Medicine Cat's den in his dream. They explained that the Shadowclan Medicine Cat would be joining Starclan soon, and that he was planned to be the successor. It took some convincing, but once they had finished with him, he couldn't wait to start his training.
Finally the day came for the Medicine Cat to join Starclan. It was just suns after (s)he had returned from connecting with Starclan and giving Vaporwind his full name when (s)he left him to take care of the clan.
ic xx;(In Character)(I'll use either a song that fits the subject, or just some random song that's stuck in my head xD)
Soulja Boy up in it, Oh!
The little kit curled up by his mother's side. He was content and full of milk. Being born took a lot out of you! He was going to miss his former home, but this one was interesting too. It was a lot roomier and fluffier. It would take some getting used to, but he liked it so far.
Watch me crank that, Watch me roll!
He felt his mother's heartbeat change as he cuddled up again her chest. She was angry and nervous. That made him angry and nervous. He didn't know what to be angry or nervous about, but if his mother felt that way, he would too. Then he realized that he was scared. Why would his mother be angry and nervous? He squealed as his heart raced faster. He didn't know how to stop it. Then his mother said something. It sounded like "Hisksksks" ...He'd have to learn what that meant.
Watch me do that Soulja Boy. Now Superman that, Oh!
Then he wondered, 'Where are my brother and sister? How come they're not curled up in this warm fuzziness? It's wonderful!' Now he was tried from thinking and feeling things. It had worn him out, and with that decided, he fell asleep once again.
Yooooooooooou! Crank that Soulja Boy!
codeword xx; Believer
gender xx; tom
clan xx; Shadowclan
rank xx; Medicine Cat
description xx;
Vaporwind is a cat with origins of the Siamese. He is strongly built and will in full maturity have lithe muscles and a prominent frame. His fur is all white besides his blue pointing on his: paws, ears, and tail-tip. His eyes are also blue, but not the same silvery blue of fur. His eyes are a deep and royal crystal cerulean. They are absolutely gorgeous and mesmerizing. It's easy to be trapped in them. Curled white claws help him with tearing up herbs and what is a medicine cat without a signature scent? Vaporwind has been around the herbs long enough to develop a fragrant scent that would easily be recognized as the aroma of a fresh morning with recently laid dew.
picture xx;
personality xx;
Vaporwind is somewhat lain back and can be quite calm about things; but if he's not prepared, has no idea what to do, or is just plain caught off-guard, he'll basically freak out. He'll rush around trying to figure out what to do or if caught off-guard, for example while speaking with someone, he'll just freeze. Just sit there, stop whatever he was doing, and think about what his response will be. He has some issues to work out, but he is trying his best to and to get help from others to do so as well.
Over all Vaporwind is a gentle and sweet cat, but when he gets really angry, he knows he has to blow his top right then and there so he doesn't end up holding it in and thrashing out on someone else that was trying to play pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey and ended up popping the balloon put in front of it after the blind-fold was already on. He knows when to hold his tongue though. It's not like he'd just scream at a leader in the middle of a Gathering while they were talking. Something a little more, common-day like.
Vaporwind loves learning as much as he can from other more wise Medicine Cats so that he can help the sick and wounded cats of his clan.
history xx;
Vaporwind was born to a mother that was full bred Shadowclan and a father he never knew. He might have died, he might have been a rouge, a loner, or a cat from another clan; no one has any idea. But his mother wasn't too perfect for a Shadowclan cat.
She was running way from the clan for some reason that no one will ever know. She was far out in the territory when her contractions hit her. They were too powerful for her to keep moving on so she found a place to have her kits and settled down. Three beautiful kits were born, two quite healthy and strong, and the other, the runt, a normal kit-Vaporwind. Who ever their father was, what genes he had.
The two kits grew stronger and by the end of the day had opened their eyes. They were developing too quickly. Strong enough to fight, they tested their skills on each other, and they tried to on their smaller brother, but their mother wasn't having it. She protected the littlest one with such ferocity it was as if the other two kits weren't hers. They were proud and independent. A little too much so. They went off exploring together the next day, their mother not giving a care-she was nursing her little one-and they found themselves prey for a hungry animal. The queen never saw them again, and never gave them much thought.
She was almost literally obsessed with her normal kit and loved him with all her heart. She never left his side, and by the third day, without food, and still nursing, she was wiped clean of nutrients and died loving her kit. A Shadowclan patrol finally found the dead mother and her squealing son. They buried the sacrificed queen with respect and gave the kit to another queen to nurse off of. His only family now, was his clan.
When the day arrived when he was to be apprenticed, he shocked every cat. Vaporkit, the cat considered to be the most promising warrior, wanted to be a Medicine Cat. The leader kept asking him if he was sure, not being able to understand how the cat (s)he was going to ask to be her(is) apprentice wanted to live a life of healing and solitude. That's when he snapped, and it was the only time he ever snapped at a leader. "I SAID YES! WHY WOULD I ASK YOU IF I WASN'T SURE?! DON'T YOU THINK I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING?!" The whole camp was quiet and just stared at him. He looked at the ground and shuffled his paws. He stole a glance at the Medicine Cat who gave him a re-encouraging nod. The leader ended up making him Medicine Cat apprentice. But what the clan didn't know was that he had had a dream the night before.
A Starclan cat and the Medicine Cat had met Vaporkit in the Medicine Cat's den in his dream. They explained that the Shadowclan Medicine Cat would be joining Starclan soon, and that he was planned to be the successor. It took some convincing, but once they had finished with him, he couldn't wait to start his training.
Finally the day came for the Medicine Cat to join Starclan. It was just suns after (s)he had returned from connecting with Starclan and giving Vaporwind his full name when (s)he left him to take care of the clan.
ic xx;(In Character)(I'll use either a song that fits the subject, or just some random song that's stuck in my head xD)
Soulja Boy up in it, Oh!
The little kit curled up by his mother's side. He was content and full of milk. Being born took a lot out of you! He was going to miss his former home, but this one was interesting too. It was a lot roomier and fluffier. It would take some getting used to, but he liked it so far.
Watch me crank that, Watch me roll!
He felt his mother's heartbeat change as he cuddled up again her chest. She was angry and nervous. That made him angry and nervous. He didn't know what to be angry or nervous about, but if his mother felt that way, he would too. Then he realized that he was scared. Why would his mother be angry and nervous? He squealed as his heart raced faster. He didn't know how to stop it. Then his mother said something. It sounded like "Hisksksks" ...He'd have to learn what that meant.
Watch me do that Soulja Boy. Now Superman that, Oh!
Then he wondered, 'Where are my brother and sister? How come they're not curled up in this warm fuzziness? It's wonderful!' Now he was tried from thinking and feeling things. It had worn him out, and with that decided, he fell asleep once again.
Yooooooooooou! Crank that Soulja Boy!
codeword xx; Believer
