Snowpuddle | Warrior
Jun 25, 2013 8:47:11 GMT -6
Post by snowpuddle on Jun 25, 2013 8:47:11 GMT -6
Snow will turn into puddles
The bird's wings were as
Silent as the wind
The Pardalote would sing.
Snowpuddle
Snowkit/Snowpaw/ Snowpuddle
"Snowwhite tom with deep blue eyes"
NAME EXPLANATION:
His mother named him snow, cause his fur represented the snow unstained and pure white. When he was ranked Warrior they named him Snowpuddle, puddle for his deep thoughts and wise words and at the same time fitted his clear blue eyes.
AGE:
42 Moons / 3,5 Year
RANK:
Warrior
EXTENDED APPEARANCE:
His fur is soft like silk, and his eyes blue that reminds you of deep waters. Some say that, if you look to long, you'll be sucked in and see yourself through his eyes. His slim build gives him smooth movements. His body is trained and any curve you see is build with muscles. He does have scars from previous fights but they are hidden under his topcoat.
PERSONALITY:
Always will you seem him with a hint of a smile, looking to something you can't see. His mind flying like the birds above his head. If you talk to him he will speak in riddles, cryptic words and deep phrases which will make you either confused, thinking or a little of both. Some see him as a wise, smart tom who will make it big time, others look at him as if he ate the whole herb stash from the Medicine Cat. However most agree with the fact Snowpuddle is a Warrior by heart without slacking in his job.
His patience is big like the ocean and so is his love for his Clan. No clan mate will be forgotten and every name and trait will be remembered. Secrets will be locked and protected by the white tom. It isn't unusual to see him cuddle with the newborn kits, whispering stories to them, apprentices will break their head over his riddles and paradoxes. He's one to love everybody without any boundaries.
This side of him, it's pretty much true but there are many sides of Snowpuddle and he'll tell you what's beneath the surface, or most of it.
As many see him as wise, he denies it. Yes he's smart and his brain can run like a rabbit but he doesn't see himself like a wise tom. Wise is something you are with the experience you collected over the years and he's far too young to be wise. His normal speaking and tone isn't made of riddles or a dreamy low tone. No that's just the image and the illusion he creates for himself. In confused faces and fascinated eyes he enjoys to see them whenever he opens his mouth. That doesn't mean that his words are pure nonsense because everything he tells holds a little truth. When he discards his riddle talk, which is very rare, you'll see he can be straightforward and totally clear. He doesn't mingle in politics but his eyes are that of a hawk and he'll feel the change in pace of his Clan. Whatever happens in the future Snowpuddle will do that what he thinks of as right.
FAMILY:
Stonedust [Father] - Swanember [Mother]
Rosenight [Sister] - Harelily [Sister]
HISTORY:
Being the youngest of the litter seemed a forgotten fact among the family. Not only his sisters find him the true big brother, Snowpuddle sees everyone as a family member. He fitted with almost everyone, even the fired types of cats couldn't stay angry with him for along as his patience seemed to be endless and his calming soothing tone would affect you no matter how much you denied it. Like that many, even those who saw him as weird, wouldn't hate nor dislike him.
Though he speaks like he's your brother you can spot the respect in his undertone whenever he talks. If it's with a kit, a warrior or a elder. This made him loved not only by his respect but his own share of loving and his manners. Most of the time he would be find around others, maybe not actively participating with the activities but he would be there even if he didn't talk he would certainly hear you.
When the moons hit his true form and Snow would hit his right age he became an apprentice. The tom, Russetstream lived now peacefully as an elder, was a big inspiration for the young cat and he grow towards him. Loving him like his father and being a great last apprentice for the old warrior. Though it was never asked of him ever since his apprentice days till the day he will die Snowpuddle got the routine of joining the early patrol, if he has the task to do so or not.
Time flies by when you do what you love and it was a bittersweet moment to be graduated as Warrior. He was proud, sure he was, but the days of apprenticeship were great ones and highly missed with each day that passed. Even after his Warrior title he would visit his old mentor. Not for advise but a casual chatter to get a big rant like in the old days.
For a good period of time Snowpuddle has been a Warrior hitting his expectations or higher. Still young in his mind and body he'll continue to grow and develop. So did the tom never truly fall in love, has he yet to experience the mentorship and seems the day of being father a faraway dream.
CBOX NAME:
Han
HOW YOU FOUND US:
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OTHER CHARACTERS:
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RP SAMPLE:
Totally merging with his surroundings the young tom lay in the whites of snow. The flakes crippled under his weight well they melted straightaway if they were to touch his warm skin. Laying like a dead corpse he watched flake by flake fall down to patch up the stained carpet of white. Beautiful it was, the cold hues and the sun that would shine upon them but unable to feel the warm rays. Snowpuddle did little other than blink when his eyes felt dry, the whole time he just lay like that, when his ear twitched. The sudden movement made the flakes on his ear fall off, to fall somewhere on his shoulder, his ear stayed on forty-five degrees as he listened to the coming plops of paws disappearing in the snow.
‘’So this is where you were, no matter how long you lay in the snow you won’t melt.’’ The slight amused tone made his head turn, another mini avalanche was triggered on his head, watching the grey blueish she-cat his eyes twinkled in amusement. ‘Actually I do, my little Pardalote.’ His mind snickered as he saw a scoffed appear on the slight familiar face of his sister. ‘’I still remember that Badgedstar named me Rosenight, but please do explain; how could you melt like snow. You may held snow in your name but you aren’t made of frozen water.’’ The tone of his sister logical and scowling but he could hear the curiosity that spoke from her eyes. ‘Badgetstar may name you Rosenight, I named you Paradlote first.’ A ghost smile played on his lips. ‘We just like snow won’t melt by itself. Snow melts with heat, we too melt but in other ways. Lay down for long enough and you’ll see, we melt and mix with the ground underneath us. So yes, my little Paradote, I am certainly melting.’ For a second he observed her blank face turning in scoff, rolling her eyes and let the snow fly up as she fell in the soft whites. Cuddling against his flank she rested her head on his shoulder. ‘’Then let’s melt together, I’m older so I’ll melt first.’’ ‘Intellectually, I’m seen as the older-‘ ‘’Shut up Snowpuddle.’’
CODED BY ELECTRIC OF SHINE
