Post by BRONZEBREEZE✖ on Jun 10, 2013 22:11:37 GMT -5
BRONZEBREEZE
STONECLAN x WARRIOR
[BLITHE] ● [BEATNIK] ● [BOLD]
General Knowledge
AGE: 45 MOONS
GENDER: TOM
BREED: DOMESTIC SHORTHAIR
SEXUALITY: PANSEXUAL
REASON FOR NAME:prefix bronze for the color of his pelt that shines dully like old statues.
suffix breeze for the light, no-one can hold me back personality he possesses.
Appearance
Bronzebreeze is a lightly built cat that is heavy in color making his name appropriate on several levels. His slim figure is often put through its paces while he plays in the steel jungle. A long tail fail and broad paw for balance and plenty of whiskers for added sense. It all feeds into his adventurous desire to live it up. Unfortunately the lean nature of his build combined with the short coat length provides little of the much needed insulation against the cold wind in StoneClan.
Bronzebreeze was name for the bronze coloring that is draped across the soft sand base of his pelt. The multilevel brown creates striped bands of bronze that blends more closely together on his shoulders and hips. Through the bands light tan leaks through in dappled spots like sunlight through the trees. Where the stripes stop all together, the light sand tone becomes solid. Stomach, face, and the inside of his legs are all this light color, framed gracefully with a mixture of dappled dark brown or thick stripes.
Like many in his family, Bronzebreeze has a tall but short face. The rounded face is marked with a few, thin dark stripes concentrated mostly around yellow-green eyes. Bronzebreeze's dark whisker spots are quite possibly his favorite feature along with a dark nose that matches his paw pads.
Personality
Bronzebreeze is a high spirited cat. Not even a rainy day gets him down without being struck by lightning. Even then he's more likely dead than unhappy. Taking each day by storm, Bronzebreeze tries to do everything with a smile on his face. Its this sort of attitude, a laid back, casual affair he has that makes his mood infectious. Lightening the room with his daring tales of adventure and exploration.
His lack of seriousness, however, doesn't win him points with everyone. Bronzebreeze is often either making jokes of things or simply not following the rules as they are supposed to be followed. Being an explorer, hard defined territorial lines make it difficult for Bronzebreeze to see the next horizon. While he doesn't often travel past into another Clan's territory, he does enjoy going off into uncharted territory, particularly the city. While it doesn't win him points, it does fill his day with interesting sights and climbs.
Still there is plenty to explore within the territory and Bronzebreeze boasts he has explored almost all of the territory. With StoneClan's towering Silver Forests, their territory isn't just out but up. Its his favorite part about the territory and he enjoys making it known he knows the land so well. It makes him a fantastic tracker and this skill is often brought into question when asked why he doesn't take being a warrior seriously. Bronzebreeze, however, as an explorer at heart, he takes being a Warrior very seriously, he just doesn't fight or hunt or patrol as he should. He just does it differently. Bronzebreeze wants to find something, not to be remembered forever like Marbleleaf or Whitestar but to help the Clan. He wants to find the herb that will send Red Bite packing or keep any more mysterious viruses from killing so many. He wants to find a new, wonderful place just for StoneClan so they can remove themselves from the cold windy world into something better.
There is one side effect from his constant exploring or jovial nature that does cause problems here or there. Broken hearts tends to be the leading cause of cats getting a bad taste in their mouths for the tom. However Bronzebreeze isn't known for sleeping around. Love, aside from the rather forward one night stand with an unnamed she-cat, is as foreign to him as the original territories. Its also one of the few territories he has little interest in exploring. Unfortunately his strong, bold personality tends to come off as flirting. Puppy crushes form and when they, she-cats and toms alike, realize Bronzebreeze is "flirting" with others, they tend to freak. Some more than others. It makes the tom feel terrible since he never meant to string any cat along. Unfortunately not all of them are so understanding.
Perhaps one day he will find a lovely she-cat or tom to settle him down. Until then, Bronzebreeze will forever be on the move. He got his name for a reason, afterall. Like the breeze, he will forever be free and forever moving wherever he chooses.
History
FAMILY:Grousesong - mother - deceased at 53 moons, 6 moons ago
Timbertail - father - deceased at 60 moons, 2 moons ago
Owlclaw - sister - living, 45 moons
Darkstripe - younger brother - living, 23 moons
Spottednewt - younger brother - living, 23 moons
Specklekit - younger sister - deceased at 1 moon, 22 moons ago
Mallowpaw - younger sister - living, 6 moons
Thatchepaw - younger brother - living, 6 moons
Littlekit - younger sister - stillborn, 6 moons ago
Frogkit - younger brother - stillborn, 6 moons ago
Adderkit - younger brother - stillborn, 6 moons ago
Quailkit - younger sister - stillborn, 6 moons ago
Nettlepelt - paternal aunt - living, 62 moons
Hazelpaw - younger sister - living, 6 moons
Steelwind - mentor - deceased, 37 moons, 20 moons ago
Mystery Cat - former mate - unknown
Two bouncing babies were born in the height of Greenleaf while fires ravaged PineClan. Kits openly welcome to StoneClan and their parents Grousesong and Timbertail. They would soon be known as Bronzekit and Owlkit. Neither were very dominating in personality so their time in the nursery was a calm one.
Becoming Bronzepaw and Owlpaw both new apprentices really started to blossom in their unique personalities. Surprisingly enough, while they were both so different their family bond kept them from clashing too frequently. Steelwind was made Bronzepaw's mentor and the two of them melded very well. Steelwind was a stoic cat who spoke little until he got the small, brown tabby by his side. Something in Bronzepaw's nature seemed to open up the young warrior and the two got along well. Unfortunately the same could not be said for Owlpaw's mentor who died only two moons into their training when protecting her from a wild dog. It devastated Owlpaw and began the ever widening distance between them when she refused to be consoled by her clown of a brother.
Though Owlpaw had been set back greatly by the loss of her original mentor, she graduated to warrior status before Bronzepaw, gaining the title Owlclaw for her fierce, silent nature in battle. Bronzepaw's increasingly outward and upbeat nature, while appreciated, had set him back considerably in his training. Rules were bent by the tom. Though the only rule he seemed to break was the one where he went wandering outside the territory by himself.
Bronzepaw was not brave or stupid enough to travel into the territory of another Clan. It was obvious he was no fighter. While he did not run from a battle, he avoided them at all costs by using the inherited StoneClan stealth. However it wasn't the other Clans Bronzepaw was interested in. It was the land north of StoneClan territory. The inner city, dense and dark as the Silver Forests became taller and stood closer together. Growing older he began to wander farther and farther into these dangerous predator filled lands. While the current leader, Owlstar, couldn't make him see the errors of his ways, he did push Bronzepaw's warrior training longer and longer.
Being the oldest apprentice in the den had never bothered him. Half of the apprentices viewed him in awe while there were some that teased him for being obstinate but Bronzepaw looked passed them, passed it all and into a new world. In the end Bronzepaw didn't become Bronzebreeze until he was eighteen moons.
It wasn't long after this that his mother retired once more with a full belly. Another three lovely kits were born, Dark-kit and the twins Spottedkit and Specklekit. Unfortunately having been born at the end of a harsh leafbare, the twins were weak against the harsh StoneClan leafbare wind. It was Bronzebreeze's worrying over his little sister and brother that made him one of his first true friends, the recently appointed medicine cat Ironcall. It was Ironcall's quick thinking, something the previous Medicine Cat cultivated well, that helped Spottedkit pull through. Unfortunately Spottedkit's twin sister Specklekit did not.
Bronzebreeze would soon be back at Ironcall's side a few moons later, however, after catching the virus going around. While no cure for the virus was ever found, Bronzebreeze was one of the few to pull through. The tom puts all credit to Ironcall's great efforts, however, since Ironcall loves to remind him how reckless he is. Every cat needs a friend like that, however, and Ironcall made the best of them. Yet no matter Ironcall's attempts at culling Bronzebreeze's nature, the brown cat would constantly find himself in new trouble.
Before turning thirty moons, he would be a regular customer to Ironcall's medicine den over a dozen times for a variety of minor injuries. No matter how much Ironcall warned him, Bronzebreeze continued to push himself further and harder. Yet another cat who simply went unheard by the brown tom.
At thirty-five, Bronzebreeze was traveling the greenway that acted as a border between StoneClan territories and the Inner City. It was this night that Bronzebreeze met with a beautiful she-cat who took his breath away. Though she had not been the first cat to catch his interesting, she would be his first. Their shared night held no names but did not go unnoticed. Bronzebreeze found out the next day that Owlclaw had witnessed their parting. While she didn't approve she promised to keep his secret though warned him one day this would come back to haunt him.
Moons passed and she seemed nothing more than a fond memory or waking dream. When nothing horrible came from it, Bronzebreeze left it behind him. Few moons later he had plenty to think about that wasn't his one night stand with the unnamed she-cat. Grousesong and Timbertail, while getting on in age, wanted one more litter. While the weather had been mild for early Leaf-fall, a complication arose.
Grousesong became ill at the end of her pregnancy and agreed to allow her own life to be forfeited her life for the life of the kits. Her sister-in-law was already happily nursing a kit, they would be brought up by her and Timbertail. Ironcall waited as long as he could but when all signs pointed to mother's passing, Ironcall did what the she-cat wished. The litter would have been her largest but the sickness had reached four of the six kits first. The survivors were named Thatchkit and Mallowkit. It was a cold, sad day to see so many pass for such a small reason.
Ironcall kept the two kits close, allowing them, Nettlepelt and Hazelkit to move into the Medicine Cat's Den until Spring. Dutiful as ever, and still good friends with the Medicine Cat, Bronzebreeze made his outings to new places even better by now collecting hard to reach herbs. He even found a few new ones unknown to the Medicine Cat though what they could be used for is still unknown. This let him help in raising the three kits, being a part of their lives. Thatchkit's high energy and scrawny disposition quickly became his favorite. It was this bond that helped both cats live through the death of Timbertail.
The great tom, their father, vanished for a moon before he was found by a wandering patrol. His body had already degraded so much they could barely tell what he died from. It could have been an animal or a fall or both, either way, their father was dead. They gave him a proper ceremony so a moon later he could watch his youngest kits become Apprentices from StarClan.
Since his siblings became Apprentices, Bronzebreeze hasn't slowed down yet. Constantly in and out of Ironcall's den, he still travels as far and much as he can. Despite being forty-five moons, he has yet to be given an apprentice and has finally begun to wonder if this is because he hasn't slowed down. While the tom doesn't show signs of stopping, the thought of gaining his own apprentice or even settling down continues to cross his mind. Perhaps one day he will listen to Ironcall and slow down. Until then, he will be the bane of StoneClan until he finds the next greatest thing.
