Name Meaning: Both prefix and suffex have to do with his mixed gray fur
Rank: Almost a Senior Warrior
Brief Description: A small-sized tom with long, fluffy fur. He has a large, beautiful tail and a nasty scar over his nose. He has yellow/amber eyes. His main fur color is gray, and he has splashes of dark gray up his back. His paws, chin, underbelly and underside of his tail are white. He has a black tailtip, black ears, and black flecks on his shoulders and mixed in with other fur patterns. He also has silver flecks around his muzzle and around his eyes, due to his age.
Personality Description: Stormpelt is quick to become annoyed, and easily agitated. Despite his easy annoyance, he is still eager to please and willing to help. He enjoys time with friends and a good laugh, but also prefers to be alone at times. He is calm, quiet, and reserved, and prefers to speak with gestures rather than words. He is respectful, but also has a way with questioning authority when he feels it is wrong, although he knows where to draw the line. He comes off as either awkward or aggressive to most cats. Although he snaps at kits and apprentices and tells them to get lost, he has a real soft spot for them and can occasionally be seen playing games with them. He’s fairly lazy, and when he’s not being ordered to do something he’d rather sit in the sun than keep busy. He’s quick to question orders and authority, but is always eager to please. His good traits are that he is a hard worker (when he wants to be), and that he is very loyal to his Clan. His bad traits are that he’s not great with people (other cats?) and tends to get awkward/aggressive, and that he can sometimes be very mopey and reluctant to cooperate.
Loved Ones: Sunblaze - Adopted brother
Cindertrip (Not submitted) Father
History: When he was a kit, he used to love to play and splash around in the rain. Once during a rainstorm, Stormkit was out splashing around in puddles when there was suddenly lightning and thunder and the rainstorm turned violent. He was terrified, and in his terror, he got confused and couldn’t find his way back to the nursery. Ever since then, even as an adult, he is terrified of thunderstorms and loud noises.
Stormkit’s mother was always very harsh to him. She was never kind and would snap and yell at him when he wanted to play. He learned at a young age to be quiet and antisocial, and though he still tried to be enthusiastic, he soon became bitter and cynical,
When he was only a moon away from becoming an apprentice, his mother adopted Sunkit, a loner kit brought to the Clan on the verge of death. Stormkit’s mother Russetjaw wasn’t too fond of her adopted son, and was constantly mean to him and Stormkit extended his paw in friendship. The two have been best friends ever since. Stormpelt once had ambitions to be a medicine cat, but through his apprenticeship he realized that he hated dealing with other cats’ problems, could not perform well under pressure, and felt sick around blood. After transferring out and becoming a warrior apprentice, he became more calm and collected.
Stormpelt lived most of his warrior life sleeping in between busywork and playing with Sunblaze.
Roleplay Blog: stormymobius
Roleplay Sample: (copied from frost/blaze) Stormpelt crept into the Elder’s Den and was immediately greeted by the scent of death. It made his stomach churn and he wondered how any of the cats could stand to stay in this den a second longer. With his ears flattened to his head he crossed the den and found the gray-and-ginger elder that he was looking for.
After the magma eruption, they had only talked again a few times but Stormpelt rather enjoyed the old she-cat’s company. She had the same sort of laid-back and quiet attitude that he had, and he felt like he could talk to her without embarrassing himself. He never felt like he was being forced to spend time with her, like he sometimes felt with his other friends, and so he was relaxed.
“‘Ey, Gingerstep,” He mumbled quietly, as not to wake the other cat sleeping in the den. It was early in the morning, and by all means, he should have been sleeping as well. He had a big day ahead of him. He prodded her with his paw, and dropped a fat bird, which he had been holding in his mouth, to the ground. “It’s early, but I got breakfast.”
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