The Essentials

Name: Stormpool
Prefix Meaning: Represents the storm that rattled outside when she was born, but also her dark fur like a storm cloud.
Suffix Meaning: Represents her devoted and stable personality.
Sex: Female
Age: 27 moons
Sexuality: Bisexual
Rank: Hunter
Role: Hunter
Last Character: First character

The Body

Base Coat Color: Grey
Markings: N/A
Eye Color: Amber, pale yellow
Body Size and Build: Small and slenderly built, but her fur makes her look bulkier.
Fur Length and Texture: Long, soft to the touch and very fluffy.
Additional Physical Traits: Long, white whiskers

The Identity

Positive Traits: Calm, loyal, empathetic, social
Neutral Traits: Passive, guarded, intelligent
Negative Traits: Manipulative, overly-cautious, vengeful

Full Trait Description: Stormpool is a bit of a jumbled mess when it comes to her personality. It is all really going to depend on who she is around and what is going on. For the most part, she is a very friendly and social cat. She likes to get to know her clan-mates and understand what makes them tick. Really, she wants to read everyone like a book and spends a lot of her time acting like an empath. She wants to hear your story; the good, the bad, the ugly, all of it in grave detail. While this is usually an advantage in her clan, it also pays a strong card when it comes to rival clans. Stormpool follows strictly with the 'keep your friends close, but your enemies closer' phrase, using it as a guide in her every day life. Think of her as the sweetheart that will always have your back until you screw her over. Then all those little stories you told her will flip over into your worst nightmare come to life.

Stormpool is beyond loyal. She eats, sleeps, and breathes Chasmclan. They are her family and her whole purpose of living at all. As previously mentioned, she is as sweet as a cat can get until you try to pull a fast one on her. She will be your best friend or your worst enemy, the only time you can be in between is if you are a clan-mate. While of course not all cats will get along, she feels that even the most annoying, unpleasant, or meanest cats in the clan, she still needs to hold them as an acquaintance. Clan is family, no matter how much they make your blood boil.

But, all cats have their downsides. Stormpool is passive, she tends to think a lot before she acts and doesn't lose her temper, no matter how hard one may try. She isn't the type of cat to be impulsive, she is too much into weighing all the pros and cons before taking a step forward. She will defend her clan until her last breath, but when drastic measures are to be taking, she thinks too much. Everything she does or is going to do, it's been well planned and through every outcome that could possibly happen. Because of this, she comes off as guarded and may run from a good thing if she feels the outcome has more negatives than positives at the end of the day.

Still, she remains the best cat to lean on, trust with your secrets, and support you day in and day out. As long as you don't cross her, you'll have a best friend for life.

Strengths: speed, hearing, hunting, eyesight
Normals: smelling, stealth, flexibility, defense
Weaknesses: attack, swimming, jumping, climbing

The Past
 
- Her mother couldn't have picked a worse time to begin her kitting. The snow plummeted against the ground in large tufts of snowflakes and the wind roared against the branches of the thick trees. If they still had their leaves they would be blowing and creating that eerie puttering sound that they did in the fall. Oh, this was the worst time possible to have her kittens, the medicine cat had told her at least a dozen times now. But, you couldn't stop labor once it went into motion, at least not safely or this far along.

It was a long, dreadful night. But, at least when the dull pink sunrise peeked over the horizon she had five squirming kittens against her belly. Stormpool was the first born - strong and screaming.

She and her sister, Owl- were strong from the beginning. They had been larger than the other three and much more lively from the get go. By the time they opened their eyes, they were nothing but flying fur and constantly running their mother crazy. It didn't matter how cold it was or if the weather permitted time outside the camp itself, they were already upon it; constantly finding their way back into the medicine cat den with frost bitten paws or a stifling cold that would have them stuck in the nest eating stinky herbs for a handful of sunrises. By the time they became pupils, their mother and the medicine cat were amazed their fur hadn't gone completely white.

- The two sisters were just as excited as all pupils are. They couldn't stand still when their mother was trying to groom their long pelts and for the most part, they still stuck up anyway. She was just so happy to be able to provide for her clan and show them how much she could really be. Though, Stormpool did find this stage of her life challenging. It wasn't the hardest thing in the world. she was eager to learn and though her paws moved too slow to keep up with her brain, she learned a lot from her mentor(s). In some way, the two even became friends the longer they worked together. They taught her the ways of her clan, but didn't hide the pride and love that she devoted to all the cats in it. Stormpool picked it up and not only did she become a smart, skilled hunter, but a mentally devoted and strong-willed one as well.

- Stormpool has since settled into her life as a hunter and enjoys it more and more every day. She is constantly striving to be the best version of herself and keep improving and learning new things. Her relationship with her mother and siblings remain very close.