Brokenstride of Windclan

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NAME! Wolfkit Wolfpaw Brokenstride
AGE! 34 Moons
RANK! Medicine Cat
GENDER! Tom
CLAN! Windclan
SHORT DESC.! A silver-gray tabby tom with blue eyes.

FULL DESCRIPTION!

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A silver-gray tomcat with dark gray stripes that fade to black on his rump and tail, with a black tail tip. He has wide, round eyes that are bright blue in color with small but wide ears that are great for hearing. His paws are wide and flat, good for running, hunting and fighting. However, his hind legs are completely messed up from an accident awhile back and the former Medicine Cat said that when they healed, he would have a permanent limp and  would never  be able to run again. He has a few scars on his hips from where the rocks ripped into his fur after his accident, he still tends to be tender around those areas and it may be because of the scars, or it could be because of his tender muscles in his hips and the strain and damage done to his hip bones. Because of his accident, his lower half is much skinner than his chest area and his hips slightly dent inwards giving him an awkward look and an awkward gate as he walks.

PERSONALITY!

Brokenstride is a very down to earth cat, he is calm, collected and respectful. He knows when to speak and when not to speak, unlike his hyperactive sister. He is kind and gentle but is slightly depressed from his condition with his hind legs. He hates having to be fed and defended by his clan when he wants to be out feeding and defending his clan. He hates being stuck inside the camp, but knows he has to so he doesn't add anymore damage on top of what he already has to deal with.

Brokenstride still grieves over the losses of his sister, mother and warrior mentor. Brokenstride has come to realize that he will never hunt or run again, but it still pains him to actually have bear that fact on his shoulders. He still has painful nightmares about the day his injury happened and he has issues knowing that his sister will be able to live the life that he always dreamed. To be a warrior that he will never be able to become as he watches from the sidelines of the Medicine Cat's Den.

HISTORY!

Kithood: Wolfkit was born to Fevernose and Laketail of Windclan. Fevernose was well known warrior of Windclan, he was strong, brave and fierce, so it came as a surprise when Laketail, a shy, gentle and soft she-cat, said she was having his kits. Wolfkit was born with two sisters, Wildkit and Whisperkit. Wildkit was the oldest, she was spunky and hard to keep track of from the beginning, while her siblings were calmer than she. Wolfkit was a very smart it, always reminding Wildkit that she should keep calm and be respectful of their tired mother and sickly sister. However, Wolfkit liked to copy Wildkit at times, which would end up getting him in trouble. Whisperkit was sickly when she was born and the cats of Windclan didn't think she would survive long after being born, but Laketail was persistent and loving towards the kit, and once they all turned six moons old, Whisperkit was able to prove Windclan wrong as she lived.

Apprentice: Wolfpaw was mentored by a younger and more lighter attitude tomcat named Antnose, the two got along famously and were often playing together when they weren't battle training or hunting. Wolfpaw loved Antnose, and appreciated all the time the older tomcat would spend with him. Wolfpaw enjoyed all the training and the way that Antnose trained, he made it serious but fun, a great way to learn. Wildpaw was apprenticed by a tomcat named Roughtongue, and his name fit him perfectly. Roughtongue was an old snappy and temperamental cat, but he knew how to knock some sense into Wildpaw and she listened to him as if her life depended on it, and at some points she thought her life did depend on it. Whisperpaw was trained by a gentle she-cat named Gentleheart. Gentleheart took good care of Whisperpaw and was very fond of her. The three apprentice were on their final assessment, when tragedy struck. Wildpaw had dashed after a rabbit and didn't notice that the ground below paw was weak, she was able to catch her prey. However, when Gentleheart, Whisperpaw, Antnose and Wolfpaw came to congratulate her, the ground gave way from all the rabbit tunnels that had weakened the ground. Gentleheart, Antnose and Whisperpaw were killed under the rubble and Wolfpaw was trapped under some of it, but still alive, his hindlegs seriously injured to the point of broken.

Medicine Cat Apprentice: Wolfpaw had to sit through Wildpaw's sad warrior ceremony from the medicine cat's den. Wildpaw was named Wildwhisper, as she had asked to be named in honor of her dead sister. Laketail was devastated by what had happened, and depression soon took over her life as she died of a broken heart. Fevernose was devastated as well, but he carried on and looked after Wildwhisper and Wolfpaw. Wolfpaw was confined to the medicine cat's den for a long time, delaying his training and keeping him from his warrior's name. His hind legs were severely injured, one was even broken. Wolfpaw worked with his legs, exercising to make them stronger, and several times he felt like giving up it hurt so much. He had trouble getting the strength back into his legs and it took him a long time to finally stand up. By this time, the former Medicine Cat, Lightfeather, took him under her wing, training him as her own apprentice and soon enough, she was named his new mentor. Wolfpaw worked under Lightfeather well, she gave him time to return to most of his strength before working him to hard, and she was proud of him when he was able to accomplish the smallest task while learning to re-walk with his injures.

Medicine Cat: Towards Lightfeather's ending role of Medicine Cat, the she-cat gave Wolfpaw his final name, Brokenstride. A slight point to his pride, but she told him that it fit his new personality. Brokenstride always figured he'd become a Wolfhowl, or Wolfstrike of Windclan, a warrior to be proud of, not Brokenstride, the crippled Medicine Cat of Windclan. However, he trusted and believed in Lightfeather, even until her last breath as he took care of her. He now trains his own apprentice in the way he was taught by Lightfeather.

RP EXAMPLE!

Liquid amber glittered brightly at the moonlight that shimmered down through the cloud covered heavens above the forest covered grounds below. With a snort, the African wild cat turned his head to look down at the lake that licked at his paws. The image that he had just been viewing reflected of the glassy surface of the lake showing the clear images of the moon and stars. squinting at one star then the other, the tom let out a defeated sigh, it was no use. He'd never see Blackspider or Silvershadow again. Not in this life or the next life with all the trouble he had caused in his lifetime here by the lake. It almost made him laugh that he was wishing to see his parents and old clanmates again. He didn't know why he cared, they had kicked him out. With a low sigh, the tom let the heavy feeling weigh him down even more, maybe he could have saved them if he had went with Crow-wind instead of driving him away. Or maybe he could have stopped the battle. Who knows. Like he cared what happened to the clans around the lake anyhow.
 
Ragged and ripped ears twitched as a soft sound touched them faintly, glancing over his shoulder, the older tom caught sight of a small she-cat that he assumed to be a warrior crouch down once his amber orbs spotted her. They were getting smaller and smaller these days without proper training from older, more experienced warriors since all of them were now dead and floating along with the other stars of Starclan. With a low grunt, Lonewolf pulled himself to his paws, his long legs unbending to pull him upright before turning to face the Shadowclan cat, he had easily caught her scent from the soft blowing wind as it touched and broke the surface of the lake. Cold, emotionless amber met fear and scared blue as Lonewolf stared at the she-cat warrior. "It's kind of late for you to be out kit." He stated in his low, gruff voice, his jagged fangs peaked out of his lips involuntarily as he glared down at the young she-cat who remained crouched, the ground against her belly. It almost made Lonewolf smirk at her fear.

At the sound of the word Kit, her blue eyes sparked with defiance as she jumped to her paws, almost loosing balance, "I'm no kit. I'm a warrior of Shadowclan, which is more than you'll ever be!" She yowled, tail lashing behind her as if she dared him to attack her, and just because she was a warrior she'd be able to defeat him and drive him away. Foolish cat. She was young, and naïve. She had no idea that he himself was a born Shadowclan cat, casted out because of his sour temperament and nasty attitude that had him fighting cats and at a couple of times, killing them because of fury. If not for that, he could have been Lonestar one day. But it wasn't meant to be. He was cat friendly, nor was he clan friendly for that matter. Living alone had mellowed him somewhat, and he may have seen the error of his ways, but he'd never admit that to anyone. Not even the leader he once looked up to, the leader who casted him out like he was a fox or a badger, like it was the easiest decision of his life. Not that Lonewolf gave him much of a choice.

"Aren't you just special then?" A sarcastic question, one he didn't intend on letting her answer as he growled once more. "Carrying the title of a warrior. A warrior of Shadowclan." He laughed coldly, tail lashing behind him as he narrowed those amber pools at her, "Don't make the same mistake I did. Or the same mistake your pathetic ancestors did." Lonewolf spat, turning to walk along the bank of the lake, letting the cool water lick at his paws as he grew smaller and smaller in the vision of the blue eyed warrior. Head hung and shoulder's slumped, the tired tom let his tail drag the ground behind him, the moonlight licking at his fur, coating it in a silver color, making him seem almost like a cat from Starclan. Or was it a sign from Starclan as the blue eyed she-cat looked on, pondering the statement of Lonewolf in her head

No :

Extra: Sorry about leaving last time. I was going through a tough time and had too many proboards. But I'm back.

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