Stormsong [WindClan]

Name: Stormsong

Age: 86 moons

Gender: Tom

Rank: Deputy

Clan: WindClan

Short Description: Large dark gray tom with stormy blue eyes.

Appearance: When you first see Stormsong, the first this you notice is his large size. But don't let that fool you, his heart is also big. And because of that, his dark, stormy blue eyes always seem warm and inviting. Everything you see when you sight Stormsong reminds you of a storm. His eyes, his pelt, even his hobbies.

Speaking of pelts, his fur is of dark gray. If you put him in a storm cloud, that coat color of his would match perfectly, maybe just a little lighter shade. He had a broad face with a sharp, large muzzle pointing out. He also has a strong, muscular structure. Though, his pelt features are not complete. He also has a mixture of white in his pelt in a few spots, which to most would ruin his rain cloud pelt. But to others they are reminded of white, puffy clouds after a storm.

Personality: In appearance, he seemed like he would be the frightening type who is serious and short-tempered. But actually, he is the exact opposite. He is the friendliest cats you could ever meet. Though he can be serious in some situations, he likes to joke around, even with the rudest of cats, and is always trying to help.

Even more wise than friendly, he speaks like an elder would. But not as grumpy as one. You would rarely see him in a bad mood, and even if he found out a cat did something horrible, he would take it with a calm nature, no rage found in his eyes. What cats see unique about him is that he can predict the weather before any cat can. No, he can't predict the next day's weather, but just before any other cat can. But mostly he is able to predict when storms are coming.

His coat isn't the only thing that stands for the 'Storm' in his name. His hobby also is part of it. Whenever he gets a chance or free time, he is found somewhere outside, or even inside camp, staring out into the sky. But even if he's busy, he is always staring out into the sky when it's storming. A lot of times when cats are inside of their dens when it's raining, he just stays in camp, enjoying the rain splashing on his pelt as if he were a RiverClan cat.

History: Born by a beautiful queen named Rainflower, he had no father due to dying in a rogue battle before he was born. The only kit in her litter, he was pretty independent. And luckily, he was always the one to follow the rules. But all that changed when meeting Hazelkit and Frostkit, who are now Hazelstar and Frostbite.

Since he befriended them, he treated them like his lost siblings he never had. Even though he disliked the idea of breaking the rules, he still went with the two on adventures and such. This became a habit, even when they were apprentices. But as time passed, a little changed. Hazelpaw became more distant, even though she was the same energetic fur ball. She just seemed...different.

But life was still normal. He trained hard, sometimes asking Frostpaw for some practice fighting, and it was pretty much peaceful. When warriorship took on a role in his life, soon after the discovery of Hazelwing's pregnancy shocked him. Even now, questions of how Hazelwing got pregnant in the first place confused him. Did this have anything to do with her being a little more distant at apprenticeship?

And on top of that, Hazelwing seemed to just stop talking to both him and Frostbite, she even seemed more colder. But, Stormsong had an idea of why, and what happened. At the gathering, him and Hazelwing were sitting together, along with Frostbite at his side. Hazelwing seemed pretty satisfied, but as soon as Wildstrike's death was announced, she seemed to tremble. It was sad indeed, but the reaction from her seemed as if she knew him well.

And that was when she grew more distant. When her kit was born, she named him Wildkit. Wildkit. Stormsong knew Wildstrike must have been the father, he looked just like him when he saw him in the gathering before, but still Stormsong finds it hard to wrap his mind around her breaking such a rule.

Fortunately, after a while, she slowly turned back to the friendly she-cat she once was. Even though she was never the same. When Stormsong was announced deputy, he was surely surprised. Most cats saw it coming, but he was dumbfounded. But he remained loyal, and took the new rank seriously. Even though he remained the same cat.

He also befriended Suneyes by helping get through her terrible nightmares and fear of her past. But the only real event that happened was later in his life, when the Clans were sheltering in the mountains until the flood died down. He met a tribe she-cat by the name of Moon that lights the sky. Or Moon. First they were friends, but then Moon left her tribe to be with Stormsong after they fell in love.

Later, they adopted three kits after finding them abandoned in a hollow, naming them Razorkit, Birdkit and Meadowkit. And soon, Stormsong will retire and become an elder, leaving his high rank as deputy he knew for so long.