Post by {Aurora} on Jul 16, 2007 16:17:02 GMT -5
{Name}: Hailsmoke
{Clan}: SecretClan
{Alter}: 31 moons
{Geschlecht}: Male
{Rang}: Medicine Cat
{Beschreibung}: Hailsmoke is an American Wirehair tom, having hair that is springy, tight, medium in length. His brown and black coat is very dense, resilient, crimped, and coarse. His large and round eyes are brownish-gold, with an upward tilt. His ears are erect. His paws have white socks, and his chest is white as well. He is medium size, neither large or lanky. He usually gives off the air of a kind uncle with his body language to fellow Clanners, but is very sarcastic to others.
{Persönlichkeit}: Even though he is the medicine cat, he is similar in nature to a witch doctor. He is very loyal, but will do what he thinks is right, whether it is against his tribes's rules or not. He is a good mentor, but often can be found in solitude--whether it be on hunting or patrol. He is skilled at using poisons and antidotes. He is deadly silent when he is most angry and rarely questions orders of his superiors. However, he often does things without orders given. If he knows his enemy is trapped, his expression will suddenly change into a sadistic demeanor and he will start tormenting his foe. Hailsmoke's manner is very frigid and his personality usually drives all but the ones who know him best away. He dislikes arrogance and will not waste time clawing another cat's face if he think said cat was being insolent. He likes flowers and pinecones. There is probably no doubt that he has a cat version of schizophrenia.
{Geschichte}: Hailsmoke had an ordinary life as a kit--Hailkit--and apprentice--Hailpaw--until the day he became an OceanClan warrior and saw his mentor, Howlinghawk, slain in front of him by a band of rogue cats. After that, he became somber, cold, and meditative, but has dedicated his life to slaying anything with the slightest hint of danger to something he admires. When Howlinghawk died, Hailsmoke became fiercely protective of his Clan to the point of Obsessive Compulsivity. His father Frozenwind was caught in a chill and developed blackcough, and his mother Spottedbark was captured by a Two-leg. His two brothers were sickly and died before becoming apprentices. It seems that after Howlinghawk, Hailsmoke finally shattered, completely driven by the poisonous lust to kill whatever poses a threat. When Silhouettestar left OceanClan, he, too followed as her medicine cat because of his deadly skill with toxins. Unlike Silhouette, he has kept his warrior name and shows a rare bit of sympathy with the stolen Clan cats.
{In Charakter}: Hailsmoke stepped out silently, ice crunching under his pink and black pads. Frozen narcissi were petrified in their place by the trees. He wasn't fond of the gloomy atmosphere SecretClan supported when Silhouette was irked, and often wandered off to the territories in unnecessary patrol. The tom's wiry coat brushed against the underbrush as he renewed the Clan scent. His tail rose in silence, shaking off snow residue.
His nose twitched: he smelled a kill not far off, probably a rabbit by the movements. His ears tilted back and forth, cupping to pinpoint the prey's areas. Hailsmoke shot off like a Two-leg monster, careening left and right as the rabbit slalomed past gorse and daisies. He lunged off of a log and slammed into it, fangs piercing the flesh. Warm blood slid down his throat and he exhaled heavily. He shook himself off, splattering bloodspots onto the snow. It hissed as it melted, following Hailsmoke's pawprints.
{Ander} Nothing more since he cannot and probably will not take a mate.
{Clan}: SecretClan
{Alter}: 31 moons
{Geschlecht}: Male
{Rang}: Medicine Cat
{Beschreibung}: Hailsmoke is an American Wirehair tom, having hair that is springy, tight, medium in length. His brown and black coat is very dense, resilient, crimped, and coarse. His large and round eyes are brownish-gold, with an upward tilt. His ears are erect. His paws have white socks, and his chest is white as well. He is medium size, neither large or lanky. He usually gives off the air of a kind uncle with his body language to fellow Clanners, but is very sarcastic to others.
{Persönlichkeit}: Even though he is the medicine cat, he is similar in nature to a witch doctor. He is very loyal, but will do what he thinks is right, whether it is against his tribes's rules or not. He is a good mentor, but often can be found in solitude--whether it be on hunting or patrol. He is skilled at using poisons and antidotes. He is deadly silent when he is most angry and rarely questions orders of his superiors. However, he often does things without orders given. If he knows his enemy is trapped, his expression will suddenly change into a sadistic demeanor and he will start tormenting his foe. Hailsmoke's manner is very frigid and his personality usually drives all but the ones who know him best away. He dislikes arrogance and will not waste time clawing another cat's face if he think said cat was being insolent. He likes flowers and pinecones. There is probably no doubt that he has a cat version of schizophrenia.
{Geschichte}: Hailsmoke had an ordinary life as a kit--Hailkit--and apprentice--Hailpaw--until the day he became an OceanClan warrior and saw his mentor, Howlinghawk, slain in front of him by a band of rogue cats. After that, he became somber, cold, and meditative, but has dedicated his life to slaying anything with the slightest hint of danger to something he admires. When Howlinghawk died, Hailsmoke became fiercely protective of his Clan to the point of Obsessive Compulsivity. His father Frozenwind was caught in a chill and developed blackcough, and his mother Spottedbark was captured by a Two-leg. His two brothers were sickly and died before becoming apprentices. It seems that after Howlinghawk, Hailsmoke finally shattered, completely driven by the poisonous lust to kill whatever poses a threat. When Silhouettestar left OceanClan, he, too followed as her medicine cat because of his deadly skill with toxins. Unlike Silhouette, he has kept his warrior name and shows a rare bit of sympathy with the stolen Clan cats.
{In Charakter}: Hailsmoke stepped out silently, ice crunching under his pink and black pads. Frozen narcissi were petrified in their place by the trees. He wasn't fond of the gloomy atmosphere SecretClan supported when Silhouette was irked, and often wandered off to the territories in unnecessary patrol. The tom's wiry coat brushed against the underbrush as he renewed the Clan scent. His tail rose in silence, shaking off snow residue.
His nose twitched: he smelled a kill not far off, probably a rabbit by the movements. His ears tilted back and forth, cupping to pinpoint the prey's areas. Hailsmoke shot off like a Two-leg monster, careening left and right as the rabbit slalomed past gorse and daisies. He lunged off of a log and slammed into it, fangs piercing the flesh. Warm blood slid down his throat and he exhaled heavily. He shook himself off, splattering bloodspots onto the snow. It hissed as it melted, following Hailsmoke's pawprints.
{Ander} Nothing more since he cannot and probably will not take a mate.