Post by Delillah on Jun 27, 2011 18:32:03 GMT -5
>>|Name|<<
Finchflight
>>|Age|<<
18 Moons
>>|Alliance|<<
Windclan
>>|Rank|<<
Medicine Cat
>>|Gender|<<
Tom
>>|Description|<<
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Certaintly not the fiercest tom around, Finchflight is neither large nor muscular. Quite the contrary, he's small and sleek for a tom. A grayish-brown covers most of his body, although the exact color seems to shift rapidly over his body -- from gray to more of a caramel brown. Overtop of this, darker stripes, marking him as a tabby. His underside is a bit lighter, nearly white, but slightly off. As for eyes; a light green-gold. It might also be worth noting that Finchflight tends to limp on his left hind leg.
>>|Personality|<<
Finchflight isn't that deceptively harmless looking cat who turns out to be a psychotic, vicious, or brave warrior. Actually, a mouse could likely bully him. Nervous and timid; the tom isn't one to challenge anyone else, and most certaintly wouldn't survive as a warrior. One might wonder why he hasn't just went off and found a nice twoleg family -- except, well, he's scared of those, too. Respectful, submissive, and gentle; it doesn't take a whole lot to get along with him. However, the tom is quite intelligent, and when a situation arrises where his aid is needed, he's shockingly calm and level-headed. A complete opposite to his normally jittery attitude. If there is one thing, however, that can set this tom into a fury, it's anyone or thing that harms a kit, elder, or queen. Infact, other than defensively (and, really, his idea of 'defensive fighting' is to hiss, spit, and run like crazy), it's the only thing that can provoke him to actually fight. He'll put himself in the middle, and fend off the danger to rival the bravest Thunderclan warriors.
>>|History|<<
Finchkit was a small kit; giving him his name. He wasn't a nervous kit, really -- a bit more than the others, but it could also pass for simply being keen and always ready. Infact, he was eager when he became Finchpaw, apprentice of a Windclan warrior; and he trained devotedly for three full moons, before things changed.
At about nine moons old, he ran into some trouble. While hunting, he ran into a rogue, much larger and older -- the tom proceeded to batter him, and ran him well out of Windclan's territory. Before Finchpaw knew what exactly had happened, he was lost in a twoleg area. Confused and panic'd, he only managed to loose his way more.
For days, he wandered the human area, until he encountered a twoleg apprentice ((teenager)); who corned and captured him. This twoleg was unkind, and ultimately, he escaped. However, his escape resulted in a broken hind leg. Hope seemed lost -- until he met a friendly streetcat, who agreed to guide him back towards the clans. Despite his injured limb, he insisted they not wait for it to improve.
Finally back to his clan, he spent the next moon or so in the medicine cat den, and was eventually told his leg was beyond anymore repair.
He was also emotionally beyond repair; now quite nervous and fearful, even towards his clanmates for awhile.
So, the medicine cat took him as an apprentice -- and when she later retired, he became Finchflight; a name he begged to receive, in honor of his once graceful, flight-like run.
Now, he serves as medicine cat of Windclan; and though he's still nervous, his loyalty and devotion to his clan outweighs his fears.
>>|Other|<<
His leg isn't too bad. However, when the weather is bad ((Rainy, cold, damp, ect.)), or it's been overused, his limp is worse due to pain.
