Post by [whispers] in the .[wind]. on Jan 10, 2010 1:49:27 GMT -5
{You can call me Cyclonefrost}
{I was blessed a male}
{I have breathed upon this earth for 27 moons}
{I have given my oath to ArticClan}
{My bravery has earned me to rank of Warrior}
{I was blessed a male}
{I have breathed upon this earth for 27 moons}
{I have given my oath to ArticClan}
{My bravery has earned me to rank of Warrior}
{I have a unique body}
At first glance you may seem to think that you are staring at a mist with eyes and legs. At second glance you may see the distinct outline of a cat. At a third look you will find your eyes scratched by said cat. His pelt is made up of a mild grey fur criss-crossed with streaks of black that almost seem to dissolve the light that touches it. The fur was pulled over a lean frame with medium build that seemed to stress a mix of hunting and fighting abilities. Embedded in his frontal face area are two orbs often called eyes are a milky, pale green with flakes hued gold seem to drift within.
{I have an attitude}
He’s talkative, enjoyable, and outgoing… if you are from ArticClan of course. To him any other cat that doesn’t believe his leader to be theirs, a plague on the earth, and would prefer it if a well placed meteor or earthquake wipe them off the surface of the earth. However if a cat talks with him and he or she is from ArticClan, then he/she can expect a pleasant conversation. However he has made some exceptions, such as the loner Torturedsoul who later joined ArticClan… she just happens to be his mate. Well, isn’t that odd? He also happens to be fiercely protective of his kits. If some one cuts a hair on their pelts maliciously, if it is possible, then he better put a few oceans between him and Cyclonefrost.
{Listen to my story}
Born and raised into ArticClan and also into a pure ArticClan family line which believed with a passion that all other clans are evil and always tells lies. I suppose the apple never falls far from the tree in this case. When he became the mate to a non-purebreed ArticClanner his entire family tree must have rolled in their graves. When he become the father of mixed blood kits, they are probably still crying. However he doesn’t regret a moment of his life, from the first moment to now.
{By blood, or by bonds}
Mother; unknown *deceased
Father; unknown *deceased
Mate; Torturedsoul
Kits; Eclipsedpaw, Hollowpaw, Foxpaw