Whisperwind of Windclan

[maddykay]

Name: Whisperwind
Age: 11 moons
Alliance: WindClan
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Tom
Appearence:

Whisperwind is on the smallish side, even for a Windclan cat. His lean muscles show clearly through his sandy-colored pelt. Long whiskers make him sensitive to his surroundings and long claws give him an advantage in battle. He has dark brown eyes and a brown patch at the end of his tail. But the most distinguishable feature of this small, well-built cat is his unusually long fur. It's fine and thin, uncommon for a Windclan cat. When the wind blows through his fur, it seems to whisper of greatness and a bright future, which is why he was dubbed Whisperwind.

Personality:

Whisperwind is a quick learner and although he is young, he is wiser than many who are moons ahead. Understanding and merciful, it's easy to see why he is forgiving. Whisperwind thinks through everything he does for fear of hurting or offending a clanmate or friend. He is calm and brave, a rock that steadies those close to him.

History:

Whisperwind and his brother, Specklespot, were orphans at a very young age. Soon after they were apprenticed, their parents both grew sick from an illness that spread through camp and died. Since he was a kit, Whisperwind tended to play with the older cats or sit beside the elders, wide eyed, as they told their stories because he found the play of his peers to be immature. The only one he'd play with like that was Specklespot, who brought out the kit-like side of him. He and his brother are very close, the best of friends. They rely on eachother for everything. Whisperwind loves his brother above all else, and sees him for everything he is.

Roleplay Example:

Whisperwind peered above a coarse bush as it swayed in the breeze, tasting the air for signs of life. His ears shot forward as he saw what he sensed, a small, white rabbit scurrying between roots and pebbles looking for a meal. Ducking low to the ground, Whisperwind crept closer to his prey. The wind blew strongly at this point, and made that characteristic coo as it passed through his fur. The rabbit stood, alert and frightened, before bolting away from the sound. Whisperwind cursed his fur under his breath as he lept after the muscley creature, chasing it through bushes and around rocks until it began to tire. With one last burst of energy, he catapulted himself forward and dug his long claws into the rabbit's soft flesh. A moment later, he was enjoying the taste of victory in his mouth.

Code Word: Walk with StarClan

[ßrÁmßl£]

Accepted. Just be sure to add the names of your cats and their Clans to your siggie. ^^

[maddykay]

sure thing