Post by geo on Jan 14, 2017 16:17:35 GMT
HOWLING GHOSTS THEY REAPPEAR In mountains that are stacked with fear Name: Mosscloud Gender: Male Age: 40 moons Rank: Warrior Clan: TorchClan Appearance: Mosscloud has a relatively large build, although this is mainly due to his thick fur rather than any muscle he might have, since he isn't the strongest of all cats. His fur is a soft stoney grey colour, with lighter shades around his muzzle, throat and underbelly. What he may lack in brute strength, he most certainly makes up for in stealth. He has large but careful paws, enabling him to move through the forests in near to a complete silence. This being a huge part of the reason for his knack for hunting. His eyes are a pale green in colour, his nose pink and his ears round and smallish. Mosscloud moves with an extreme precision and yet, can still be completely clumsy and gawky when his emotions get the better of him. He is quiet and so can be a little overlooked in the clan, but wears a friendly enough expression anyway. Brief Appearance: large stone grey tabby tom with green eyes. Personality: Mosscloud is usually quite a reserved tom, and is no chatterbox, with sometimes appearing to be quite socially awkward in certain situations. Especially with being around new cats, or cats he really wants to impress. He had a very close relationship with his mother, and developed many of his traits from looking up to her as a kit. This including her sense of humour and thoughtfulness. He is a lot less confident than his sister is, with her always being the smarter and more skilled of the twins. However, when she left, he was forced to become much more independent especially after then the disappearance of his mother. He isn't quick to trust others although likes to believe the best in them, at least until he is given reason to believe otherwise. He absolutely hates getting his paws wet, with a passion and will try to avoid swimming at all costs. He enjoys hunting, although in leaf-bare the task can be incredibly stressful at times, he is relatively good at it. He is very patient, and will spend a good deal of time set on one thing, not wanting to give in to any task easily. Even if his first instinct in most situations is to flee, as something he has pretty much always done, he can be brave when he has to be although would much rather avoid getting into such situations altogether. History: born in the season of new leaf to his rogue mother Tink (a former kittypet) with his sister. Mosscloud was named Foggy and his sister who was named Willow for the tree they were both born underneath. As soon as the two kits could walk and talk their mother thought it to be most important for them to learn the basics of survival; teaching them how to hunt from early on. There was one simple rule for a rogue, catch something or starve. However, since their mother wasn't particularly skilled at fighting off their attackers, they didn't exactly learn much about how to defend their-selves in such ways and often would lose their meals from this. His sister however, didn't like the fact that the three of them were constantly running away from danger rather than holding their own against other rogues. And eventually fed up with the cowardice, she decided to leave them both, wanting to really learn how take care of herself. And so she did. While Foggy as the less confident of the two, stayed in the safety of the 'nest' with their mother not quite ready for adventures in the real world just yet. Here he continued to live his life for many moons, with the nest quite literally being a bed of moss in the hollow of a fallen tree. And there Foggy lived happily enough until... Tink fell ill. And being no medicine cat (not that he would have known much about the clans yet anyway) he had no real clue of how to help her recover from whatever illnesses were ailing her. They had formed a closer relationship after it had been just the two of them for so long, so he couldn't bear the thought of losing her forever. And so, he made sure she was well fed and cared for while he asked as many rogues as he could (the few that would listen to him) about herbs and other cures that might help her. Until one day, upon returning to the tree after an unsuccessful hunt, she was gone. He had no clue whether she was alive or not, even not knowing to this day. He searched everywhere for those initial few moons after Tink's disappearance. And with no body to prove her death, he held onto the hope that there must be some reason for her to abandon him without an explanation. He was completely and utterly lost. Although he did reunite with his sister during this time, although he had missed her dearly. She was changed. She lead a strange band of rogues of her own that he didn't really know much about, it was awkward, he couldn't rely on her, not now. And he didn't even want to. She had her own life to lead, whatever kind of life that even was anyway, there was something a little off with what was going on, he couldn't completely trust whatever it was. Even if he had no reason to believe it to be wrong, only by a gut feeling. And he knew that it wasn't right for him to be there (even if he knew she honestly didn't mind him being a part of her gang - he was her little brother after all ) so he decided to leave. This was when learned of the strange cats in the forests who were forming clans of their own. And so he decided to change his name, not that he believed anybody to know who he was, not that being who he was, would potentially be a problem. He wanted a fresh start. He had been provided with no answers in the life he was currently leading, so he became known as Moss. And with his new name and to his excitement, he heard of cats forming a new clan not that far away, a Torchclan. Wanting to join and learn more about a new way of life, Moss set off to find them and eventually joined the group. Being given the rank of 'warrior' and the name of 'Mosscloud' to go with it. Here he quickly learned as much as he could about their way of life, keeping mostly to himself as he did so, the information he learned giving him some new form of ambition he had never felt before... | TAG: @tag WORDS: xxx SHORT NOTES |
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