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"Hmmph."
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Introduction
Name: Stormcloud Full of Thunder (Stormcloud/Storm)
Age (Starting Age): 43 moons [august 4th/20]
Age (Current Age): 43 moons [august 4th/20]
Gender: Cis Male

Orientation: Questioning

Rank: Claw Guard
Alignment: Lawful Good
Appearance: Stormcloud is a big, scarred, muscular tom. He has blue-ish tabby fur and amber eyes.

Personality: Stormcloud is a dedicated and hard-working tom. He takes his place as Claw Guard very seriously, and lives by the customs and norms of the Tribe with fervent conviction. Despite this, he's not very good at forming his own judgements, mostly goes off what others have told him along his life and latches onto those beliefs like a leech. He's a protective and loving cat, especially around kits and with young to-bes, and isn't above putting himself in risk if it means someone else in the tribe will be safe. He strives to use his strength for the good of the Tribe, however he can.
Positive Traits
Loyal, Dilligent, Gentle, Cooperative
Neutral Traits
Selfless, Dense, Protective, Awkward
Negative Traits
Impulsive, Resentful, Gullible, Impatient

Shop Traits: Abnormally big

Family
Father: Mist that Falls over Mountain (Mist); Healer
Mother: Dew of Cold Morning (Dew); Healer
Siblings:
- Ivy Growing on Cave Wall; kit
- Smoke Covering Clouds; kit
- Leaf Dancing in Wind; kit
Mate: He's single, peeps ;3

Stats (1-10 system)

Strength: 9/10
Dexterity: 6/10
Constitution: 8/10
Intelligence: 5/10
Wisdom: 4/10
Charisma: 5/10
Speed: 4/10
Stealth: 3/10
Battle Tactics (Offense/Defense): 7/10

Defense: 7/10
Battle Strategy: 6/10
Hunting Skills: 5/10
Medical Knowledge: 1/10
Kit Care Knowledge: 0/10
Fishing: 4/10
Swimming: 2/10

Opinions and Beliefs
Religion: Tribe of Endless Hunting. Neutral. “They're up there somewhere. Hope I won't meet them soon."
Superstitious: Not really.
Path Finder: Very Positive. “Thorn is a very wise leader. I trust his decisions whole-heartedly."
Who Deserves to Be Heir: "Whoever Thorn judges worthy, I'll suport."
Prey Hunters: Positive “They feed us. They're important."
Claw Guards: Positive “We'll keep everyone safe."
Healers: Positive “Dunno where I'd be without them. I've gotten some bad injuries in the past, I owe them my life."
The Tribe As A Whole: Positive “I'll do my best to keep everyone safe."

History
Kithood
Stormcloud was born to a young, new couple of loving parents. The only kit in his litter, he grew very fast and was one of the biggest kits in the nursery for a good couple of moons. Despite his intimidating size, however, Stormcloud was a quiet kit, preffering to keep to himself both because his big paws made him clumsy while playing and because the quiet was just, nicer. He spent a lot of time in the Healer Hut, watching his parents work. It was soothing, but no matter how many days he stopped by to watch his father treat their tribemates, none of the medical knowledge he was always spewing ever stayed in little Stormcloud's head. He figured he wasn't really smart enough to be a healer regardless, but as time passed and he got closer and closer to the day he'd have to choose what he wanted to learn as a to-be, the young tom's anxiety grew.

He wondered if he'd be a good Prey Hunter. He'd caught a couple butterflies in the nursery before, but he always ended up squishing them. Was that important? Would he crush any prey he caught? He remembered one time Wet Dust Under Rain brought a rabbit that had gotten killed in a tunel collapse while they were chasing it, and it was awful! cause you could find bits of bone without expecting it! From that, Stormcloud concluded he wouldn't be a good Hunter.

Without many options left, the young tom decided to take the path of a Claw Guard, he was plenty big for it, and his mama always said he was sturdy as an old oak, so he figured it would be fine. Besides, if he did get hurt his parent could heal him right away! No problem.
To-Be
Luckily for him, it turned out young Stormcloud was pretty good at all the guard stuff. He was strong, and resilient and took well to combat training, especially once he started growing more into his big paws. Though he still had some issues making friends, he managed to meet and bond with another guard to-be his age, Fang! And even though they weren't the best of friends, it felt good to be included and acknowledged by other cats his age.

Despite being often busy with his training, Stormcloud still made sure to make time to visit his parents in the Healer Hut, even when he wasn't hurt! It felt nice to be around them, and the herb smell of their den was soothing. He still wasn't very talkative, but somehow still managed to talk often with some of the Healers and Healer to-bes that were always mulling around the Hut. Stormcloud didn't understand most of the things the Healers told him whenever they explained something to him, but he was happy to just listen to them and not have to worry about his own stuff for a while. It was nice.

One day, after a misplaced paw got one of his legs sprained and forced him to spend a couple days bedridden, Stormcloud heard some of the older to-bes talking about the Quest of Belonging. They told almost ridiculous tales of bears chasing cats through rocky slopes or young healers getting struck by lightning and, even though Stormcloud knew his probably wouldn't be that bad, it brought to his attention how close he was getting to being old enough to embark on his own Quest, would he be able to do it?

It's not like he had many other options, right? It would be weird if he came of age and didn't head out in one, plus, he was plenty strong! He could survive the climb up to the cave, surely! And help his questmates along, of course, but he couldn't help but worry. Cats were always going on about all the crazy stuff that happened up there and he wasn't sure what was true or not about those stories anymore.

I the end, Stormcloud embarked on his quest a couple moons late. but that was fine by him. Besides, this way he could travel up to the mountains with Fang! So there would be at least one cat with them that he felt comfortable around. The first few days of their trip went by fast enough, but it seemed the closer they got to their destination, the more obstacles they found along the way! A big badger landed a pretty nasty bite to his right side during one late night, and that lost them a couple of days while he recovered enough to keep traveling. The smell of herbs wasn't near as soothing when he had a stinging, throbbing wound reacting to them painfully, but it still reminded him of his parents back home. Stars, how he wanted to be home.

After his bite, the small group of cats managed to reach their destinaton without any other major issues, and spent a night huddled in the mountain's mouth. Stormcloud struggled to believe their ancestors could have lived in mountains like that one so many moons ago, the stone floor was very uncomfortable to sleep on.

Claw Guard
After returning with his group from their quest, Stormcloud was finally a fully-fledged member of the tribe! He was surprised to find he felt mostly relieved at the whole thing, though a fiery determination also found its way into the tom's heart. His admiration for their Pathfinder only grew after the hard journey, and since then he's devoted himself to serve his tribe as much as he can. Stormcloud can often be seen either guarding the camp entrance or throwing himself at predators that come too close for comfort alongside his fellow Claw Guards, which has gained him a good few scraps and scars his parents always admonish him for obtaining. He knows they mean well, though, and he still likes visiting them at the Hut anyway, so getting to see them through protecting their territory is like hitting two birds with one stone!

As moons passed and new life found its way into the Tribe, Stormcloud has also found that he has a real weakness for kits, and longs to protect them and help them out. They're now one of the main reasons he doesn't mind staying in camp sometimes, with them around there's never a truly quiet moment!

However, the rumblings that have been heard around their territory have his paws itching for action once again. Whatever it may be that thinks it can come in like that, it has a big storm coming!

Description

"Hmmph."
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Introduction
Name: Stormcloud Full of Thunder (Stormcloud/Storm)
Age (Starting Age): 43 moons [august 4th/20]
Age (Current Age): 43 moons [august 4th/20]
Gender: Cis Male

Orientation: Questioning

Rank: Claw Guard
Alignment: Lawful Good
Appearance: Stormcloud is a big, scarred, muscular tom. He has blue-ish tabby fur and amber eyes.

Personality: Stormcloud is a dedicated and hard-working tom. He takes his place as Claw Guard very seriously, and lives by the customs and norms of the Tribe with fervent conviction. Despite this, he's not very good at forming his own judgements, mostly goes off what others have told him along his life and latches onto those beliefs like a leech. He's a protective and loving cat, especially around kits and with young to-bes, and isn't above putting himself in risk if it means someone else in the tribe will be safe. He strives to use his strength for the good of the Tribe, however he can.
Positive Traits
Loyal, Dilligent, Gentle, Cooperative
Neutral Traits
Selfless, Dense, Protective, Awkward
Negative Traits
Impulsive, Resentful, Gullible, Impatient

Shop Traits: Abnormally big

Family
Father: Mist that Falls over Mountain (Mist); Healer
Mother: Dew of Cold Morning (Dew); Healer
Siblings:
- Ivy Growing on Cave Wall; kit
- Smoke Covering Clouds; kit
- Leaf Dancing in Wind; kit
Mate: He's single, peeps ;3

Stats (1-10 system)

Strength: 9/10
Dexterity: 6/10
Constitution: 8/10
Intelligence: 5/10
Wisdom: 4/10
Charisma: 5/10
Speed: 4/10
Stealth: 3/10
Battle Tactics (Offense/Defense): 7/10

Defense: 7/10
Battle Strategy: 6/10
Hunting Skills: 5/10
Medical Knowledge: 1/10
Kit Care Knowledge: 0/10
Fishing: 4/10
Swimming: 2/10

Opinions and Beliefs
Religion: Tribe of Endless Hunting. Neutral. “They're up there somewhere. Hope I won't meet them soon."
Superstitious: Not really.
Path Finder: Very Positive. “Thorn is a very wise leader. I trust his decisions whole-heartedly."
Who Deserves to Be Heir: "Whoever Thorn judges worthy, I'll suport."
Prey Hunters: Positive “They feed us. They're important."
Claw Guards: Positive “We'll keep everyone safe."
Healers: Positive “Dunno where I'd be without them. I've gotten some bad injuries in the past, I owe them my life."
The Tribe As A Whole: Positive “I'll do my best to keep everyone safe."

History
Kithood
Stormcloud was born to a young, new couple of loving parents. The only kit in his litter, he grew very fast and was one of the biggest kits in the nursery for a good couple of moons. Despite his intimidating size, however, Stormcloud was a quiet kit, preffering to keep to himself both because his big paws made him clumsy while playing and because the quiet was just, nicer. He spent a lot of time in the Healer Hut, watching his parents work. It was soothing, but no matter how many days he stopped by to watch his father treat their tribemates, none of the medical knowledge he was always spewing ever stayed in little Stormcloud's head. He figured he wasn't really smart enough to be a healer regardless, but as time passed and he got closer and closer to the day he'd have to choose what he wanted to learn as a to-be, the young tom's anxiety grew.

He wondered if he'd be a good Prey Hunter. He'd caught a couple butterflies in the nursery before, but he always ended up squishing them. Was that important? Would he crush any prey he caught? He remembered one time Wet Dust Under Rain brought a rabbit that had gotten killed in a tunel collapse while they were chasing it, and it was awful! cause you could find bits of bone without expecting it! From that, Stormcloud concluded he wouldn't be a good Hunter.

Without many options left, the young tom decided to take the path of a Claw Guard, he was plenty big for it, and his mama always said he was sturdy as an old oak, so he figured it would be fine. Besides, if he did get hurt his parent could heal him right away! No problem.
To-Be
Luckily for him, it turned out young Stormcloud was pretty good at all the guard stuff. He was strong, and resilient and took well to combat training, especially once he started growing more into his big paws. Though he still had some issues making friends, he managed to meet and bond with another guard to-be his age, Fang! And even though they weren't the best of friends, it felt good to be included and acknowledged by other cats his age.

Despite being often busy with his training, Stormcloud still made sure to make time to visit his parents in the Healer Hut, even when he wasn't hurt! It felt nice to be around them, and the herb smell of their den was soothing. He still wasn't very talkative, but somehow still managed to talk often with some of the Healers and Healer to-bes that were always mulling around the Hut. Stormcloud didn't understand most of the things the Healers told him whenever they explained something to him, but he was happy to just listen to them and not have to worry about his own stuff for a while. It was nice.

One day, after a misplaced paw got one of his legs sprained and forced him to spend a couple days bedridden, Stormcloud heard some of the older to-bes talking about the Quest of Belonging. They told almost ridiculous tales of bears chasing cats through rocky slopes or young healers getting struck by lightning and, even though Stormcloud knew his probably wouldn't be that bad, it brought to his attention how close he was getting to being old enough to embark on his own Quest, would he be able to do it?

It's not like he had many other options, right? It would be weird if he came of age and didn't head out in one, plus, he was plenty strong! He could survive the climb up to the cave, surely! And help his questmates along, of course, but he couldn't help but worry. Cats were always going on about all the crazy stuff that happened up there and he wasn't sure what was true or not about those stories anymore.

I the end, Stormcloud embarked on his quest a couple moons late. but that was fine by him. Besides, this way he could travel up to the mountains with Fang! So there would be at least one cat with them that he felt comfortable around. The first few days of their trip went by fast enough, but it seemed the closer they got to their destination, the more obstacles they found along the way! A big badger landed a pretty nasty bite to his right side during one late night, and that lost them a couple of days while he recovered enough to keep traveling. The smell of herbs wasn't near as soothing when he had a stinging, throbbing wound reacting to them painfully, but it still reminded him of his parents back home. Stars, how he wanted to be home.

After his bite, the small group of cats managed to reach their destinaton without any other major issues, and spent a night huddled in the mountain's mouth. Stormcloud struggled to believe their ancestors could have lived in mountains like that one so many moons ago, the stone floor was very uncomfortable to sleep on.

Claw Guard
After returning with his group from their quest, Stormcloud was finally a fully-fledged member of the tribe! He was surprised to find he felt mostly relieved at the whole thing, though a fiery determination also found its way into the tom's heart. His admiration for their Pathfinder only grew after the hard journey, and since then he's devoted himself to serve his tribe as much as he can. Stormcloud can often be seen either guarding the camp entrance or throwing himself at predators that come too close for comfort alongside his fellow Claw Guards, which has gained him a good few scraps and scars his parents always admonish him for obtaining. He knows they mean well, though, and he still likes visiting them at the Hut anyway, so getting to see them through protecting their territory is like hitting two birds with one stone!

As moons passed and new life found its way into the Tribe, Stormcloud has also found that he has a real weakness for kits, and longs to protect them and help them out. They're now one of the main reasons he doesn't mind staying in camp sometimes, with them around there's never a truly quiet moment!

However, the rumblings that have been heard around their territory have his paws itching for action once again. Whatever it may be that thinks it can come in like that, it has a big storm coming!