Bluestorm

Bluestorm


Bluestorm is a caring shecat with a skill for hunting and thievery. She enjoys hunting, patrolling, and just sitting around camp in the sun or in the main den for a rest. She likes to help when possible and likes to be productive.

Theme Song-

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☀https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O9ZwN7s20ec (has the potential to change x3)

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Suffix (storm)- Is strong, enjoys nature
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About Blue
Age-23 moons

Timezone-Eastern/Standard

AJ User-Lunakech

Rank-Thief

Mate-Blackstream

Diety/Realm-Nelothe/The Ragged Thicket

Strengths-Stealth, manipulation, lying, hiding her feelings, swimming, climbing, hunting, speed

Weaknesses-Fighting, temper, calming others

Fears- Wolves, Ripple (cri whyd u leave me ripple)

Appearance
Bluestorm is a chestnut and fawn-brown American Bobtail cat and the end of her tail is torn off due to it getting caught in the deathly grips of the rocks during her trip down the rapid stream (see backstory). She has an ever-fixed scar on her right rear leg. She is more slender than a usual cat due to her eating very little and not so often. Her legs are especially strong because of her love for swimming and climbing.

Backstory (3rd person POV)
Bluestorm was born a rouge by a stream (somewhere idk specifically where right now sooo). She loved to frolic in the large fields and climb up the hills. She was a great swimmer and often swam in the stream, despite its rough currents and sharp rocks that lined the edges of the cool water. She lived (in the place idk yet) for a very long time.

When Bluestorm was 12 moons old, an unforgiving wind storm came and ripped through the fields and the waters. It tore down Bluestorm and her family's den within minutes. She had been swimming when the sudden tragedy hit, and her parents were screaming at her to get out of the water, but the current was ripping her away. She attempted to grab hold of a root, but it broke. She tried a rock and her paws slid right off and she was whisked away, practically drowning in the crashing waves and strong current.

She was washed up on a leafy shore about an hour later, dazed and soaking wet. She got up despite herself and stumbled into the brambles and thicket. Bluestorm ambled into a large clearing. Her legs ached and she turned her gaze behind her to the trail of crimson she had left and looked at herself, cut up and injured. The she-cat ensconced in a large pile of moss and took a breather.

That's when a strange, low snarl crept up behind her and when she glanced over her shoulder, she saw two feminine cats approaching, one alabaster and ivory, the other chestnut and fawn like herself. The chestnut continued to snarl and prowl closer, but the alabaster cat stopped ambling in your direction and silenced her low growling.

"I'm Cloud," she mewed softly as she fixed her fox hat that sat atop her head.

The chestnut cat now stood about a foot away from Bluestorm. To her relief, she also stopped her fierce noises, but continued walking toward her, taking another three or four steps. Cloud peeked over the stalwart feminine figure of the brown cat.

"Otterstrike, back off it's just a harmless rouge. She looks hurt..." Bluestorm stood up and smiled weakly.

"I'm Bluestorm," she mewed softly. "My home was hit by a wind storm, and I was swimming and then the current picked up and it took me from my family..."

Both of the other she-cats' faces creased into frowns. Cloud padded up to Otterstrike and murmered something to her. Bluestorm overheard the impressively quiet mews with her strong ears.

"I could ask Emerald or Raven if she could join..." was what she heard of Cloud. Otterstrike nodded and the alabastar cat gestured to the deep thicket. With that, the three she-cats padded into the trees and brambles to the camp.

The Mountain Attack (everytime it says Runningwind I meant Hade I dont want to change it lol x3 bare with me)
It was the day after the camp flood. Hade and I were hunting in the mountains, as usual. Runningwind crept up the mountain to a patch of snow that appeared to be moving. He crouched down and ambled up to it and pounced, but suddenly got flung off by whatever was under it. He got to his feet (paws?) and watched as a large snow leopard's head emerged from the snow bank, meanwhile I was hunting birds.

"Snow leopard!" Runningwind suddenly yowled out as it swiped a giant paw at him, but missed.

I dashed up the mountain in a rush, but realized if I did anything, I might get Runningwind hurt. I shrank down behind a large boulder and glanced over at just the right time to see him get a big blow by the paw of the leopard, almost stumbling off of the edge of the mountain. I shot up, scared for his life.

"Runningwind!" By this point, I was practically standing on the boulder I was behind previously.

Runningwind got a strong grip onto the rocks and launched himself onto the leopard, clawing at its face, spilling thick crimson liquid in the pure white snow. The leopard's head thumped onto the ground as it recharged its energy, ready to spring despite the injuries of the commander's unusual, serrated claws. When it did spring, Runningwind tackled it back down to the ground. After a few moments of him furiously clawing at its face, it ran away, leaving Runningwind with few scratches and one larger gouge. We padded back to camp, both happy he was alive, and that we got a decent hunt!

Behind You!
A group of cats, including me, padded into the Shared Forest, excited to catch a good snack. Everyone was just bounding around, leaping, crouching, unsheathing unguis and dentals.

I was held back from the fun because of a snout injury, caused by a hawk. It was infected, so I couldn't bite anything, making it almost impossible to hunt the bigger animals I was good at hunting. So I just ambled around, looking for mice, small rabbits, skunks, anything I could kill without biting it. That's when something moved in the brambles behind Runningwind.

My yellow-green eyes danced around in a panic. "Runningwind!" I yowled. "Behind you!"

He spun around swiftly and ascended onto the large animal. It was a bear. He unsheathed his unusual serrated claws mid-air and began ripping at its thick brown pelt. He yowled as it sank its teeth into his pelt but continued with the battle. He clamped a stalwart paw around the bear's muzzle, so it couldn't bite him. He pierced its neck with his own dentals, and it roared a loud noise, and with that it scattered away.

Marigold, Cobwebs and Crimson
I was on a peaceful hunt with Emerald (I think it was Emerald =P) in the Shared Forest. We were just grabbing a few animals to stock up on. I heard a squeaking in the sky and looked up to see a large hawk dart at Emerald. I ascended onto it. I clawed at it and it grabbed onto my snout. I ripped it off, leaving large gouges from its talons. I yowled in pain and dropped to a sitting position, seeing crimson dripping off from the corner of my eye.

"Let's get back to camp," Emerald suggested as she gestured in its direction and padded into the thicket. I got up slowly and followed.

When we got back to the camp, I trudged over to Sage, who was conveniently a few feet away. He sat and observed the wound.

"When did you get it?" he asked, examining it closely. "It's fresh, about five minutes old," I told him. Sage backed up from his observing position.

"Infected already. What did that?"

I shook my head angrily. "Hawks," I muttered.

"Mmm, go figure," Sage went on. "You never know what they've picked up." He padded down into the sanctuary and emerged moments later with marigold and cobwebs. He chewed up the marigold and licked it onto his paw, then dabbed (lol) it onto the wounds carefully. He then wrapped the cobwebs around it.

"There you go," he said cheerfully. "And who might you be?"

I smiled kindly. "Bluestorm, new to the clan. You're Sage, right?"

He nodded. "Nice to meet you, Bluestorm."

I smiled again and padded away.

Quotes
"Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it." ~Steve Jobs

"My mission in life is not merely to survive, but to thrive; and to do so with some passion, some compassion, some humor, and some style." ~Maya Angelou

"''When you've already lost everything, you have nothing left to lose." ~Isaiah the mouse from the book, Word of Mouse''

'' "You have to stand for something, otherwise you'll spend your whole life on your butt." ~''Isaiah

'' "Those who give have everything. Those who don't have nothing at all." ''

"''A mouse's (person's) best teacher is his last mistake." ''

"Words have no muscles, but they are strong enough to break a heart."

"Given a challenge, be like the sun: Rise to the occasion."

 "Any plan is bad if it cannot be altered."

"Sticks held together in a bundle are unbreakable."

"A true friend is the one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out."

"''Our lives may be different, but they are also the same." ''~Isaiah (yes all of the unlabeled ones are Isaiah aswell)

"''Are you a man, or a mouse?! Because if you are a man, I'm going to flee now. Bye-bye. If you're a mouse, I could actually use a snack right now... nothing personal." ~''Bluestorm

Scale (creds to Ripple)

 * 1) A great distance below average
 * 2) A large distance below average
 * 3) A good distance below average
 * 4) A small distance below average
 * 5) Average
 * 6) Above average
 * 7) A good distance above average
 * 8) A large distance above average
 * 9) A great distance above average
 * 10) As best as can be!
 * Swimming-9/10
 * Climbing-8/10
 * Healing-5/10
 * Fighting-7/10
 * Hunting-9/10
 * Speed-9/10
 * Caring-ness (? XD)-9/10
 * Temper Control-3/10