Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2010 4:36:08 GMT -5
Name:
Snowpool
Age:
24 moons
Gender:
Tom
Clan:
RiverClan
Apprentice:
None.
Rank:
Elder.
Love Interest:
No.
Kin:
Whitecloud <Mother, RiverClan -- NPC (deceased).>
Mouseclaw <Aunt, RiverClan -- Mousy.>
Bluekit <Cousin, RiverClan -- Up for adoption.>
Ratkit <Cousin, RiverClan -- Up for adoption.>
Icepool <Father, ShadowClan -- NPC.>
Cloudstripe <Sister, RiverClan -- NPC.>
Description:
[/justify]Snowpool certainly is a handsome cat. With his deep-blue eyes, soft pelt, handsome face, kind smile and- wait, what happened to his tail?! Oh great StarClan, and his leg?! His tail's been completely chopped off from halfway down, and what's left doesn't look too healthy! And his leg?! Eurgh... The less said about that the better. Yeuch. Imagine having half your right front leg ripped out and just having an ugly scar now. How terrible. And how disgusting! It's no wonder he's the youngest elder in the forest now! Great StarClan, it's no wonder that he was sent to the elders' den! Really I'm not surprised that he wasn't just sent packing! Then again, this is RiverClan we're talking about. Apparently they're more honourable that ShadowClan (and I only bring them up because he's half-Clan).
Enough of that, now. Calm down...
Snowpool is a white tom, with faint brown markings around his face, and his remaining front paw. His eyes are a dark blue, and they are almond-shaped. His eyes are usually hidden, because he tends to hang his head down for no real reason. Nonetheless, very handsome. He isn't exactly of substansial size, but he's not as such small either. He's more of a medium sort of size.
Snowpool is, as his name suggests, white. He is small and poorly built, but quite handsome. His body is small and thin, but quite handsome. His fur is relatively thin, and blends in perfectly against snow. His remaining limbs are all rather long, and his tail was long. His paws are small, and his claws sharp. His nose and the insides of his ears are pink.
Personality:
[/justify]Snowpool is a cheerful, happy young cat. He loves to smile and to play with kits, and was always happy to clean out the elders' den as an apprentice, although this was meant to be a hated job. He respects the elders, since they served their Clan. The least they deserve is to be looked after well as they age.
There are two things Snowpool can't stand: Cats disrespecting ShadowClan and RiverClan and cats mocking other cats. By this, I mean that he has a strong sense of justice. He can't stand by and watch injustice, which doesn't mean that he'll walk off. It means that he'll step in and stop them. Cats disrespecting ShadowClan and RiverClan insults him no end. He doesn't care if ShadowClan are meant to be dark and dangerous, and that RiverClan are supposed to stink of fish. They're still his Clans.
He feels as though he is torn between both Clans which he is part of: his father was ShadowClan, and the one time they met at a gathering, he was kind. While he was obviously insane, he was still kind, and rather good-natured. Since he was raised mainly by the ther queens (after his mother went mad, she never really cared for her kits), he still feels a loyalty to RiverClan, but more so to ShadowClan: they seem to be a much closer-knit group than RiverClan, because he never saw his father without another cat by his side, pointing stuff out to him as though he were an apprentice at his first gathering.
The reason for him staying in RiverClan? His sister. Cloudstripe is more important to him than anything else in the world, and he knows that she hates ShadowClan, and he would never dream of leaving her. She's his sister; the other side of him, and he would never leave her on her own. He needs her, just as she needs him.
As much as it saddened him, he decided that he liked ShadowClan more than he liked RiverClan. But he still loved RiverClan: he had lived there all his life. So, that was when he started to feel as though he was choosing between what he had known all his life and what his father's Clan was.
He really doesn't care about his injuries. It doesn't have too much of an effect on him, since cats are always symphathetic, even kits, since they have grown up with him like this. Obviously, kits from other Clans stare at him, but he doesn't mind it.
There is one more thing to say about Snowpool: he is very watchful and observant. He can tell what's wrong with a cat just by looking at them, and he also knows when to get involved.
So there you have it. Snowpool, elder of RiverClan.
History:
[/justify]23 moons ago, two kits, Cloudkit and Snowkit, were born to RiverClan queen Whitecloud. But her mate was not a RiverClan warrior. No, he wasn't. His name was Icepool, and he was a warrior of ShadowClan.
An interclan relationship.
A sad one.
Both cats and their kits were disowned by their families; only their closest friends managed to keep them sane.
Both families - apart from their kits - were complete traditionalists, still bitter about letting outsiders in to the Clans and all of the interclan relationships, they disowned Whitecloud and Icepool. Their clans thought this a bit unfair - one was half kittypet, for StarClan's sake! - but they still did this.
It really was a shame, because if they weren't disowned, then maybe Whitecloud mightn't have killed herself; maybe Icepool wouldn't have gone mad.
Maybe Snowpool's accident wouldn't have happened.
Snowkit and Cloudkit knew from an early age that they weren't the most popular cats in the Clan, but they didn't really care. They were happy with just each other for company, and they could laugh at the cats who mocked them.
Their mother envied their ability to do this, because the opinions of her clanmates really mattered to her, and, although her best friend tried to tell her not to, she killed herself, throwing herself in to the lake.
The worst thing?
She wasn't really missed.
Snowkit snapped around that time.
All the rage; the anger; the fear; that he had been feeling because of his family's harsh treatment of his mother, all pushed its way to the surface.
And it wasn't good.
He somehow managed to sneak out of camp, and he got attacked by a fox. He barely managed to get back to camp before collapsing from a combination of bloodloss, fear, exhaustion and pain. He lived in the medicine cat's den until he reached six moons old.
After he reached six moons, he was given a choice: either he became medicine cat, or he became an elder. Now, the last thing he wanted to do was have to retire early, but he chose to anyway, because being medicine cat just didn't appeal to him.
Partly because his injuries called for it and partly because he could, Snowpool befriended RiverClan's medicine cat, Sparrowflight. It wasn't that he was crushing on her; he knew that was against the warrior code, and also he wouldn't want to have a mate. It would be difficult. Hard.
He just contented himself with friendship.
Roleplay example:
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Other:
[/color][/size][/justify]Don't ask what happened with the Description, there... "^_^
His song would be Airplanes, by B.O.B. feat Hayley Williams:
Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky
Are like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now
Wish right now, wish right now
Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky
Are like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now
Wish right now, Wish right now
Although it might be Waka Waka (This Time for Africa), by Shakira:
If you get down get up, oh oh
When you get down get up, eh eh
Tsamina mina zangalewa
This time for Africa
Tsamina mina, eh eh
Waka waka, eh eh
Tsamina mina zangalewa
Anawa a a
Tsamina mina, eh eh
Waka waka, eh eh
Tsamina mina zangalewa
This time for Africa
