Wildstorm

[Foxpaw]

Cat's Name Wildstorm

Cat's Age Tom

Cat's Gender 25 moons

Cat's clan SkyClan

Cat's Position Warrior

Cat's Short Description Handsome red furred maine coon with green eyes.

Cat's Appearance Wildstorm is a handsome tom, a purebred maine coon, although he's lacking the show points that his brother has. His fur is long and shaggy and a dark ginger, the color of dried blood. His body is large and very tall, although not beefy. His eyes are a vibrant green, and he has one patch of white under his chin.

Cat's personality Wildstorm is one of those cats that truly lives up to his name. He's extremely arrogant, knowing that she-cats are attracted to him and is definitely manipulative. He enjoys getting into trouble and hates rules, always seeming to be breaking them. He likes to live on the fun, wild side of life, caring and not caring at the same time what cats think of him. When he's rejected, he tends to pout and actually yearns for attention, but he tries to act like it doesn't affect him. He seems to make a joke out of everything and isn't one to easily get mad. He's not persay a mean cat, although some cats maybe thrown off by his arrogance. If something seems right to him, or wrong for that matter, no amount of rules or scolding can stop him from fixing or doing it. He's extremely loyal to his clan and loves it, finding the kind of freedom there that he could never have at home.

Cat's History Phoenix. That's what they named him, the two maine coone show cats. He was handsome, a kit that their twolegs cooed over and praised them for, sure to be a winner in any show that they brought him too.

The other kit, however, showed no of the finer show points that Phoenix did. His pelt was too dark, his body to big. They called him Wild, unsure of what else to call the kit.

And the kits seem to live up to their names as they grew. Phoenix was adjusting nicely to his owners conditioning him to the life of a show cat. He didn't mind the baths, the collars, the constant handling. He took it like a pro, like it was in his blood. Unlike his parents, however, he wasn't so arrogant.

Now, Wild proved to be a cat far more handsome than anyone could guess. He simply wasn't show material. He was always up to something, scratching their owners furniture, clawing at the hands that grabbed him, knocking things over, trying desperately to get someone to see him. But only his brother ever paid him any attention.

One day, Wild came up with a plan. He and Phoenix had been staring outside the window longingly. They just wanted to play for a while. It would be an adventure. So, when the twolegs opened the door to come inside, they shot out, the twolegs chasing after until they were deep within the forest.

For a while, they laughed and played, jumping on logs, batting at leaves. But after a while, it started to get dark. It was scary, not to mention a cold, leaf fall night. They tried to find their way back but were utterly lost. The two kits were found curled together the next morning by a SkyClan patrol.

Phoenix got sick. While Wild was falling in love with the clan, he was being treated by the medicine cat. By the time he got better, Wild had no intention of leaving, and Phoenix had no attention of leaving his brother. They were renamed Phoenixkit and Wildkit, and before long made apprentices.

It was around this time that Wildpaw became aware of his talent with she-cats. Sure, Phoenixpaw had "show points" but that didn't matter here, and both brothers were seen as handsome. Most fell for Phoenixpaw, but after he showed no interest other than a friendly one, they turned to Wildpaw. Wildpaw was a bit sore about it and continued to act out.

Soon, they were made warriors, Wildstorm and Phoenixheart. Things go much the same as when they were apprentices, the two getting into trouble still.

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