Hailstorm of AshClan [Done]

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Name: Hailstorm
Gender: She-Cat
Clan: AshClan
Rank: Deputy
Age: 36 Moons
Short Description: Beautiful dark brown she-cat with a white belly and paws, and large green eyes.
Appearance: Hailstorm is beautiful, there is no denying that. While everyone is entitled to their own opinion, most will find this dainty, delicate she-cat simply charming. From her rich, dark brown pelt, glossy and well groomed, to her clean white paws and lean belly, Hailstorm flaunts her looks. She is long and lean, making for an excellent warrior. Her fighting skills are superb, due to a harsh upbringing. She isn't the most flexible cat, but she can move fast, think quick, and throw a few good scratches in nearly every fight. If you should catch the AshClan beauty on a bad day, however, you might beat her. When she is feeling ill, weak, or just plain tired, Hailstorm isn't as good as she usually is. With this dramatic decrease in skill, Hailstorm places her position as deputy on the line in every fight. Although she was bred to fight, Hailstorm can't help but be iffy in her abilities. After all, no one is perfect. Right?

Her face is proportionate to her body, featuring a small jaw and large, oval, jade green eyes. Her piercing stare won't read your mind or anything, but it just might draw you closer. As mentioned early, Hailstorm wants to use her looks to aid her clan in their quest for forest domination. By flaunting her beauty in the direction of toms from other clans, the chocolate she-cat does all she can to destroy the trust and communication in other clans. Having learned the hard way that secrets can destroy a relationship, Hailstorm uses this knowledge. Not only does she flirt openly with toms of other clans, she will even do it in front of other warriors. Hailstorm tells those close to her the plan, and usually leads everyone to believe her heart is in AshClan. Usually it is, but there are days when Hailstorm can't help but wonder what life would be like on the outside of her strange clan. In AshClan, she sees beauty like herself. What would she do in a clan where beauty was not the primary focus?

One unique thing about everyone's least favorite she-cat is the fact that she has a tiny black dot in the front center of her bottom gum. When she peels her lip back, the dot becomes visible. Her white are sharp, reading to sink into a fat, juicy bird at any moment of the day. Her claws are usually sharp, which she often uses to run. Her run is abnormal- instead of just a normal run, she extends her claws as far as possible, and uses them to propel herself forward. She doesn't really care that it leads to little progress- it's her thing.
Personality:

There are only a few things you need to know about Hailstorm to survive around her. It's rather simple: don't provoke her, don't embarrass her, and never ever contradict her. When embarrassed, the she-cat will fall silent and stare off into space. Her pelt will bristle and her legs will quiver. She will narrow her eyes and turn her head, waiting for an excuse to pop into her mind. When she comes up with a getaway plan, Hailstorm will make a run for it, scratching and skittering all the way. One thing Hailstorm hates is an awkward or embarrassing moment, the sort she usually finds herself caught in. She tends to be quite hard on herself, torturing herself mentally after such encounters. She'll feel such anger at herself, she will take it all out on any cat that crosses her path. She will spit out angry words, often scaring kits and young apprentices lurking nearby. With her angry yowl, birds will flutter up from their nests, and the prey on the forest floor will scuttle back to it's hiding places.

This self-abusive feline has problems, that's for sure. She lies, steals, and sneaks. Even if she knows the consequences, this cat is ready to defend (or lose) her honor. She can fight verbally and think quick. In a fight with a kittypet, she could win. As for warriors, even with her full effort, this battle-ready feline has a bit of trouble. On the rare occasion that she actually feels a strong devotion to her clan, her claws come out and she throws her body and thrashes all over. Her unusual battle technique turns quite a few heads- but, then again, it usually works. On other days, Hailstorm does not put full fight forward. Instead, she choses strategically placed bites and blows. It takes longer, but it can hold an enemy up. Even though it's not full-proof, her battle technique can be respected. The big thing that made her deputy, aside from her rather unusual and unlikely skill, is the fact that she is a bitch. Truth be told, Hailstorm is as far as sweet fluffy kitty as AshClan is to ugly.

One final thing you need to know about Hailstorm is that she is a bloody hypocrite. She will complain to you about someone, then complain to them about you. She will insist that she hates gossip, yet she'll start any rumor- whether for revenge or for fun. In her own sick, twisted world, it's a thrill. Causing panic and disruption is her goal in life. Her mean nature was sparked by an old friend, and Hailstorm continues the spirit. To her, this is the world that she was put here to screw up. Determination to leave her mark on the planet blinds her. She burns bridges and passes up opportunity just to seek a delusion. Delusions are a major part of Hailstorm- she sees something that is not real and chases after it like a kitten and its tail. Everything from self perfection, the perfect tom, to a complete other her, Hailstorm's life is made up of pure delusions. This distracts her, in turn, leading to her passing up some good things.



History:


Hailstorm has a complicated past. She was born to two, fat, ugly once-kittypets. How in the world she became so beautiful is a wonder of nature. One day, when wandering about as a tiny kit, she stumbled onto AshClan territory. A rather clueless warrior found her and took her back to the camp, thinking she was one of their own. The clan did not recognize her, yet they decided to keep her. She was passed off to a queen who had only one other kit- Magnoliakit. Magnoliakit was also beautiful- she had lush white fur and sparkly green eyes. Magnoliakit was Hailstorm's best friend. They became apprentices together. The duo were a few of the meanest cats in the whole camp, always gossiping. The fought and snapped at anyone, never pausing to insult. Although Magnoliakit was the one that turned Hailstorm mean, Hailstorm was happy to follow her on the road to no where.

When they were nine moons old, Magnoliapaw was hit by a monster. She died instantly.

Hailstorm grieved this loss, yet she vowed to keep her friend's memory alive. She became vicious and spiteful, even more so than before. She became more determined to become a warrior and terrorize the other warriors. You see, it's harder for an apprentice to harass warriors than a warrior to harass another warrior. Hailstorm trained hard. She did become a warrior, and she took her glory and ran with it. She hissed and spat at every cat in the den, did her best to keep them all up all night, and was always whining or complaining about something.

Hailstorm was a real pain in the ass, sure. But in the end, somehow it all worked out for her. You see, Hailstorm managed to win some respect and become deputy of the clan. Some days she is nice, yet others she is extremely cruel. But, hey, it's all in a Hailstorm day.


RP Sample: See Graystar.

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